Six-teen year old Isabella Rossi was taken from her family at age four.She was put into the system and adopted by an Abusive Father. What will she do when he suddenly dies and she goes to live With her real family?
There MIGHT be smut
Started- 4/21...
"These scars remind me that I survived everything meant to destroy me."
Tw- Mentions of Sh. Also if you're struggling, feel free to talk to me:) Isabella pov
I woke up at 6 from a nightmare, it's currently 8am and I just finished blow drying my hair after my shower.
I unwrap the towel from my body and get dressed then do my hair.
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(She's wearing tan tights with the skirt)
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When I'm done I go downstairs to get something to drink,"Good morning angel," dad says, making me jump since I didn't know he was in the kitchen,"Morning dad."
I get a cup of milk since I'm not the hungry right now,"When is Apollo coming over?" I ask dad,"I talked to his father and he said Apollo won't be going to school today so he can come here, so he'll be here at around 9:30 angel."
I smile at dad and finish my milk, putting the glass in the sink then go to up to my room to watch something for now.
Time skip-
I'm sitting at my desk drawing while I wait for Apollo to get here. I don't really know what I'm drawing though. Drawing has always been my escape, along with music.
When I was with him, at one point it got so much I started to Self-harm, and eventually I found ways to distract myself like Drawing and music.
When I hear a knock on my door, snapping me out of my thoughts I look down at my paper, and when I realize someone knocked on my door, I close my notebook and tell the to come in.
(The drawing is at the beginning of the chapter)
When the door opens I see Apollo, my eyes like up and a smile forms on my face. I jump up and run over to him, jumping up in his arms giving him a hug,"I missed you Apollo!" I say, putting my head in the crook of his neck, taking in his sent.
He smells good.
"I missed you too μωρό," he mumbles, chuckling at what I'm doing, and he walks over to my bed laying us down me on top of him,"what does that mean?" I ask in a whisper.
