I Stayed

Chapter 12

Bruno's POV

Arianna's paintings hang beautiful in the Los Angeles gallery. A couple were sent back to Hawaii to be show cased there. It's an honor to be able to do such a thing for her. Arianna was my pride and joy and I know she's smiling down on us.

15 years later

"Dad, where are you?!" Isabella yelled.

"In my office!"

Isabella walked inside and sat down on the chair infront of my desk. She was playing on her cellphone.

"Whatcha need baby?" I asked.

"Well. Is it okay if I go out with my friends today?" She asked.

In a blink of an eye, she grew up on me. Isabella is now about to turn 18 and it really hurts.

"Honey, I thought we were going to spend time with each other?" I asked, looking directly into her eyes.

Isabella was a beautiful young lady and looked incredibly much like her mother.

"But Dad. I never get to hang out with my friends." She explains.

"You don't like hanging out with your old man anymore?" I asked.

"Pops." She walked over to me and placed her hand on my shoulder. "First off you aren't that old. Old is like pass 60s. You still have about 20 years left." Isabella giggles.

"That moisturizer isn't going to hold up my face that long." I joked.

"You still look really young Dad." She said.

"Thank you sweetheart. Go with your friends. Just be safe. Please." I tell her.

"Yay!" She kissed my cheek. "Thank you Daddy. I promise I will."

"I love you Isabella." I say, as she headed out the door.

"I love you too Pops."

Isabella's POV

Surprisingly my Dad finally let me out of the house. Don't get me wrong I love hanging out with my father, it's just sometimes I want my alone time too.

I drove off in my white Range Rover to go pick up a couple of my friends. We were going to hang out at the mall and do some shopping. My radio was on blast as I drove down the Beverly Hills road.

"Here's an oldie but still a goodie until this day. Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson featuring Bruno Mars." The man on the radio says.

I smiled and sang along to the radio. Hearing how amazing my dad's voice is always made me happy. I let out a sigh, and turned the car back around.

*Cellphone Ringing*

I placed the phone call on speaker.

"Hello." I answered.

"Isabella! Are you on your way yet? Kimberly and I can't wait to finally hang out with you!" My friend Crystal yelled through the phone.

"Look girls. I know how excited you guys were to hang out tonight but I haven't spend time with my father. Maybe next time." I say.

"Bella come on! That's what you said last time." Kimberly reminds me.

"I know I know. But he's my father. I must." I explain.

"We understand. Next time it is. See you at school tomorrow." They said upset.

"Thanks girls. Bye."