𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 - Isabella has always felt empty, lost. She has been abused her whole life by her mother, Cara and her stepfather, Jack. Cara ran away when Isabella was just 4 years old, never telling any of the Romanos.But when Cara d...
I hate waking up everyday, but I know I need to continue fighting. I can do it. It will get better, right?
I stand up off of my mattress and wince immediately from the pain in my ribs. They feel numb but I can still feel pain if you know what I mean. My back stings. Everything fucking hurts.
The time is 5 in the morning from the small alarm clock I have on the floor next to my pile of clothes. I can never get much sleep on a night from either nightmares or just me being scared of the next day.
I go to my pile of clothes and put some black jeans and a hoodie on for school.
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When I got changed, I go upstairs with my backpack and grab my concealer to put on and cover any visible bruises when I go in the bathroom.
I have to be quiet everyday when I walk upstairs because I know Jack will be hungover and he would wake up easily.
School is basically my only safe space. I used to be bullied but when I punched the girl who was bullying me and beat her up, everyone left me alone so now I don't have to worry.
I go to the bathroom quickly and put on some concealer where my bruises are visible, then I go do my business and go out the house with my backpack.
It's only 6 in the morning and I have to be at school by 8, so I'm going to go do a quick little shift at work for some extra money.
I start to walk to the sweetest treats cafe, it's only about a ten minute walk from the house so it's a good small job to have on the side of everything.
My back still really hurts and my ribs are in agony but it's not anything I haven't experienced before so I need to man up. Or women up. GIRL POWER VIBES!
My mind is all over the fucking place. Am I high? Of course I'm not high I haven't had drugs you dumbass. Why am I calling myself a dumbass?
I finally get to the cafe after a long walk of my rambling in my head, I see my boss, she's called Clara and she's literally the most sweetest girl ever, she is in her early thirties and she has beautiful blonde hair, she also has blue eyes, so it's kind of stereotypical but she's still gorgeous.
"Hey Clara." I put on a bit of a fake happy voice, it's better if I just fake being happy so nobody asks questions.
"Hello sweetie. Are you doing a extra shift before school?" She says in her motherly voice. She's not like a mother to me though, she's more like the big sister I never had.
"Yeah. Got up early again so I just decided to come here."
"Okay we are low on staff this morning anyway so it all works out." She smiles at me and hands me an apron. We don't really have a uniform, we just have to wear a pink apron over out clothes when have a shift.
I smile back at her and go to the cash register to start taking orders, nobody is here yet so I take the chance to ask Clara if I can have a bit of food.
"Hey Clara? I forgot to eat breakfast this morning again, do you mind if I eat a quick piece of cake while nobody is waiting to get served?" Why the fuck did I speak so formally? I might as well be the new queen or something.
"Oh yeah of course darling, help yourself." She says while making a coffee behind me.
I take a little piece of cake from the display stand and start to eat it but hide it from customers in case we have any karens in the cafe today.
You wouldn't think that someone would complain for staff eating a little cake while they aren't even serving anyone but whatever. It is what it is.
Someone walks in the cafe and I put the cake away to serve them. As soon as they leave I finish the cake quickly and check the time on the clock. It's 7:14 right now so I've been here for about thirty minutes.
I'll leave in a bit, Clara just allows me to come here and pick up shifts randomly, I'm not payed the same as everyone else because I don't work like they do, like with a actual timetable thing with days they have to come in work. I don't mind it, it's extra money in my pocket so I don't mind not being payed much. I come here at least once a week so I get payed an okay amount.
I serve a couple more customers as time goes on and more people are getting out the house for work. I check the time and it's 7:48 so I better go so I can get to school in time.
"Clara I'm going to head to school." I turn to her to give her my apron.
"Okay, have a good day darling." She says and give me a wave when she takes my apron.
I wave back and quickly leave the cafe and go to school.
I have a weird feeling about today and I don't know why. I guess I'll see when I get to school.
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Sorry for the long wait. I've been busy lately but I'll try do another chapter this week.
