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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟔

𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎

I've been here for like 10 thousand hours man. I can't be arsed to sit here anymore. It's like 6pm right now and I'm exhausted. I got some sleep before obviously but I couldn't go back to sleep. I'm too nervous of what's going to happen. What if my father is like jack? He might be worse. I just need to be careful with what I do I guess.

Nicola told me that Lorenzo was getting onto a plane to get here straight away but I don't get how he could get plane tickets so quickly. Whatever I don't really care, it's just suspicious. At least Lorenzo wants me I guess? I didn't want to go into foster care so I got the better option.

I'm still in fucking shock that I have 7 brothers. 7 fucking brothers. No sisters or anything. I will have to live with 8 boys. Oh my god it's going to be disgusting. Boys are disgusting. I don't care if I'm being childish right now.

I am still in the same office. With the same police man who came back after Nicola left and finished talking with me. I feel isolated. I don't know how or why but I just feel useless. Im in so much pain too. My ribs are burning, they feel like they're getting stabbed again and again. I can't move without feeling pure agony.

I can't get help. I'm always going to be in pain. I'll always remember what Jack done to me and that will never change.

A knock comes from the office door and the police officer shouts to come in.

"Hello Isabella, how are you feeling?" Nicola appears a second later from the door and asks in a calm voice.

"I'm fine."

I'm fine. Lies.

"That's good. Your father got on a plane about 7 hours ago so the wait shouldn't be to much longer, I believe that your oldest brother is coming to get you too. The plane ride is 8 hours I think from New York to here, then they will drive down here to pick you up. Is that okay? Do you need anything? You haven't ate since we got here. You didn't have lunch or anything. You should eat, darling." Nicola says the last part with a voice of concern.

I go days and days without eating. Jack never fed me. I always had to fend for myself. Always. This morning was the first time in 3 days I ate anything. I normally just get something little on a morning from the cafe like I did this morning.

"I'm not hungry." Lies

"Are you sure, sweetie? You should eat." Nicola just keeps pushing. I hate it when people take no for an answer. It's so fucking annoying like leave it alone already.

"I'm really not hungry. I'll be fine honestly." Lies.

"If you say so. But if you need anything then ask me. I'm in the office 2 doors away if you need anything at all." She says.

"Thanks."

Nicola nods as a final answer and leaves the office, finally.

I feel like I don't deserve to eat. You know? Jack has always told me that I'm just a fat and worthless slut. When your told something repeatedly, you start to believe it. I believe it. I believe that I'm this fat slut who doesn't deserve anything which I know is horrible but I can't help it. I can't help the need to punish myself. To hurt myself. To starve myself. To cut myself.

I blink all those thoughts away and just look down at my hands which are resting on my lap and play with my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. I count on my hands, calming my thoughts. Making them go away.

Just an hour left. Just 1 hour of waiting. Maybe a bit more but it's okay. I'll be fine. I just need to have hope. Hope that Lorenzo isn't like Jack. Please don't let him be like Jack...

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I'm just on my phone now, I have been for about half an hour, I was left with my thoughts for a while but then I couldn't handle it anymore so I'm just playing a game on my phone. Call me childish but I love little fun phone games. Like magic tiles and hangman. I know I'm too old for this but I'm just a girl.

It's been an hour though. Lorenzo and whatever my 'oldest brother' is called will be here soon. Fuck I'm terrified. Maybe they will just be short kings who love glitter and horses. What the fuck? Glitter and horses am I fucking stupid? I'm panicking for fucks sake.

I just need to hope and pray they aren't like Jack, that it will all be okay, that I will be okay. I'm free of him. I don't have to ever worry that Jack will beat me anymore. I don't need to fear another nights sleep. I won't have to fear being raped again. I don't have to pray that I won't wake up in the morning. I'm free, for fucks sake. I'm free.

𝐀/𝐍

I know this is a really short shatter but it's just a filler chapter and I am going to start writing the next one right now. It will be in Lorenzo's pov and I think I might do Isabella's pov too.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 - 𝟗𝟏𝟗

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