Isabella's POV:
I woke up to the sound of my door being knocked down. I had everything ready to go so that I could leave. It was 5:00 in the morning and riff was coming at 6:00.
"WHERE WERE YOU YESTERDAY!!! YOU CAME HOME AT ELEVEN LAST NIGHT!!!!" My parents yelled, furious.
"I came home at 1:00 yesterday afternoon!" I said loudly. They were out of their god damn drunken minds. (👀)
My dad punched me and I stumbled backwards. I felt just above my eyebrow and saw blood on my hand.
"COME HOME BY FIVE LIKE I ALWAYS TELL YOU!!!" My mom said, slapping me.
From there it got worse. My dad started hitting my with the belt while my mom was trying to choke me. I was better at running than her. That was an advantage but I eventually tripped and my mom got hold of my throat and didn't let go until I was passed out on the floor, and bleeding from that damn belt. God, it hurt.
Riff's POV:
I was climbing up Isabella's fire escape with Mouthpiece. She would never have to get abused again. That's when I saw a picture I would never forget. She was on the floor not moving with the door knocked down and she was bleeding. I prayed to god she wasn't dead. The kid looked fifteen at the most. That wasn't much of a life. I opened her window and Mouthpiece followed me inside.
"She has a pulse. Thank you god." I said, trying to steady my breathing.
"Grab her suitcase Mouthpiece." I said picking her up carefully and taking her out the window.
She was free.
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Becoming a Jet
FanfictionIsabella Higgins is a 16 year old girl who dreams of life without her abusive parents. Everyday she sees the Jets walking through town. She doesn't know where they go, but when the come back they are always covered in paint. She meets Riff... ⚠️MENT...
