Nurture. (A Justin Bieber's FanFic)

4;A no is a yes

Isabelle's POV

I gasp as I hold my glass and drink the water, I take deep breaths to calm myself down, the fuck?

This is certainly the worst nightmare i've ever dreamt of.

I put my hand on my forehead and realize that my forehead is wet, god.. i'm sweating like i've been running all day.

I close my eyes and rest my head on the table remembering the horrible nightmare.

I was dancing on a random song with mom while laughing our asses off on our horrible dance moves, Suddenly I felt my leg vibrating and I noticed my phone's ringing tone.

I answered on the phone, and my smile disappeared,

"ISABELLE! OPEN THE DOOR" I was welcomed by Tom's screeching, "but you're gone" I whispered, "oh sweetie, I'm your worst nightmare. i ain't going no where, now open the fucking door" he screamed while laughing, I gulped.

Please no, no, no.

I looked around for mom but she disappeared. Like a crashing wave came and took my mom.

I heard the knocking on the door, I went slowly and Opened the door as he told me, petrified of what will happen.

Submissive.

Tom stood there with a smirk on his lips, "you really thought I would leave you alone?" His eyes darkened with every word he spelled, I took back steps while he walked towards me till my back hit the wall.

He stood in front of me and smirked, "Miss me baby?" He whispered and came closer blocking the small space, I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip, "Miss me?" He whispered and I could feel his breath on my neck. I stood quite and didn't reply.

Suddenly he hit the wall next to me and took both of my arms and pinned them against the wall just above my head.

"WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION YOU BETTER REPLY" he screeched, My lower lip trembled and I felt hot tears going down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry" I cried, "you better be" he said that and threw me on the floor, "We have to teach you a lesson now baby girl" he whispered, "we?" I whispered, he always says 'I'

I started moving on the floor to stay away from him. "Oh yes, We" he whispered while taking off his belt.

I kept backing away when suddenly I hit something, I looked up and saw mom, "Mom?" I whispered, she smirked.

I looked at Tom who threw his belt to mom, "Don't move Isabelle" Tom demanded, and I nodded. Mom held the belt and tied my hands while Tom went away,

"Mom" I cried, "disrespectful child" she mumbled. I cried silently when Tom came holding a stick, "I found this object interesting, i couldn't find anything better" he whispered, My eyes widened and looked at my mom breathing heavily.

"MOM, HELP ME!" I screamed gasping for air.

I hold the glass of water and complete drinking the rest of it. My body is still shacking from this ugly nightmare.

I get up from the chair feeling slightly pain down there from the incident two days ago, Well, it's better than yesterday.

I walk upstairs to my room and take my under garments with a shirt. I go to the shower and step in.

I start showering while the cuts burnt, and the bruises ached. I moan softly every time the water hit a bruise or a cut which every second.

After I finish showering, I wrap myself with my white fluffy robe and dry my body. After I finish drying my body I put on my undergarments and my shirt. I look at the mirror and notice the bruises on my legs, on each thigh there's his hand printed, I wince when I think of what happened two days ago, then i notice several cuts on my thighs, I shake off my thoughts and walk downstairs.