Good Days

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~Isabella~

The darkness is what keeps me sane in life.

All I need to survive in life is dance. Dance is my entire life, it's how I express what I go through on the day-to-day. I get to show my emotions without anyone knowing that something is wrong.

Ever since my mom passed away my father had always blamed me and had taken his anger out on me. Me and my mother were on our way home when a car rammed up off the side of the road into a ditch. I was impacted hard but she was hit harder, I was knocked out for at least 5 minutes but when I woke up I saw my mom with her eyes shut and blood running down her face. Before she passed she opened her eyes and squinted at me. " Mi Amour I will always love you, please never forget that." |My Love| And with that, she closed her eyes. No matter how hard I shook her awake she wouldn't open her eyes.

Every day I would do my best to avoid my father but it was almost impossible. No matter where I went he was there to make my life a living hell.

           | The next part contains abuse please take caution!|

~Flashback~

" If it weren't for you my wife would still be alive." And with that another slap to my face came

"I'm sorry Dad!" As soon as I say the word dad he pushes me to the ground and starts kicking the shit out of me until I start choking up blood. Only then is when he stops.

I walked up to my bedroom and straight away grabbed my make-up. I needed to cover up these bruises because I had to dance practice in 2 hours! I couldn't let anyone see my face like this!

~ End Of Flashback~

I started getting ready as I had a dance thing in 30 minutes, as I started walking downstairs I noticed my father was not home. I mean I guess that means I don't have to talk to him tonight because by the time I get back, he should be asleep. 

He normally drinks a lot and then crashes on the couch or the floor. It's a very funny sight to see, although if you wake him up out of his sleep when he is drunk he won't be very happy. The last time I did he hit me until I was unconscious. When I woke up I forgot what happened until I saw all the bruises, once I saw all of the bruises all of the flashbacks came flowing back uncomfortably.

Once I got to dance I went to the front desk and signed in making sure to say the time I started and when I was done I would write down the time I finished.

I have recently been working on a contemporary peace, it shows a lot about what I have been going through right now.

As I'm finishing up I walk out of the locker room but I bump into something that feels as hard as a wall.

I look up and see a boy with beautiful green eyes and dark brown wavy hair. He looked like he was part god. 

"I'm so sorry," I say while I pick up the things I had dropped.

"No I'm sorry that was all my fault I was not looking, I'm Lorenzo." He said with a smile.

"Oh I'm Isabella, it's nice to meet you Lorenzo," I say while I laugh

After we talked for about 15 minutes I knew that I needed to get home. We said our goodbyes as he walked me to my car and told me to have a good night. 

He was so kind, but my track record with boys is not the best. I have a lot of trust issues, my last boyfriend, I had teamed up with my dad one night and abused the shit out of me. They were ruthless. Soon enough I was in the hospital from that night. 

I had to have a lot of therapy because of that but my dad has always blamed me for whatever went wrong in his life. 

When my mom was still here he was the kindest dad ever. He would bring me and my mom home flowers every night. However every since that night nothing was ever the same with him.

I was nervous to go home once again tonight because I hoped he was already asleep but something inside of me told me that he won't be asleep. I know that he will be drunk tonight because he just went out last night and bought a shit ton of beer and whiskey for tonight. 

I was at home now, I had sat in my car for a little bit procrastinating going home to him. I decided to go get some food before I went home. I also always had to keep my recipes because my dad wanted to know about all that I bought.

After I got food I started making my way home. I had no idea what to expect when I walked in.

As I was pulling up into the driveway I saw that my father's car was not even home. All of the worry had left my body after I saw that.

As I walked inside I saw broken glasses everywhere, I assume he got pissed and threw glasses and then left to go let off some steam. I started cleaning up so when he got back he didn't have to hit me because the house was not clean to his standards.

After I was done I walked up the stairs and went to my room, I went into my bathroom and took my shower for the night. As I got out I felt the cold air rushing through my body.

As I put on my comfy clothes I get into my bed and start watching Netflix to relax for the night!

I hope tomorrow turns out as good as today did. Key word hope.

A/N

Thank you guys so much for reading the first of many chapters of my new book Unfolded By You. I hope all of you are staying safe out in the world!! Don't forget if you have any feedback please let me know! :) <3

 I hope all of you are staying safe out in the world!! Don't forget if you have any feedback please let me know! :) <3

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