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Isabella's POV

I'm in my hotel room. Laying on my bed, crying my eyes out. As I'm crying, I hear a door open. Then someone sits on my bed.
"Bella?" That's dad.
"What dad?" I ask.
"Sorry but you might get even more piss then I tell you this."
"My day it's better and better. Don't it?" I ask.
"Me, Steven, and Andrew were spying on you and that boy."
I just sigh. I don't feel like fighting with my dad. I just don't. I don't want my day to get anymore mad.
"Cool." I said.
He sighs.
"He saw your wrist didn't he?" He ask.
I nod.
"I'm sorry to hear that. What's his name?"
"The Asshole." I smirk.
He laughs.
"But it's Jackson." I said.
"Do you like him?"
"No...I don't even like him as a friend."
"Sometimes you can be so mean." Dad smirks.
I roll my eyes.
"So what do you want to do? We could go out to eat? Watch a movie? Something." Dad says.
"Nope, your going to that party. Now bye!" I said.
"Are you sure?" Dad ask.
"I'll be fine. I'm just gonna cry my self to sleep."
"Bella...I don't want to go then."
"Dad go! Or I'll have someone get you there. I just want to be alone."
He nods. Then walks out.

A Few Hours Later, Norman' POV

I'm drunk, really really drunk. I can't find Andy or Steven. But I know they're somewhere. I see a man touching Lauren. Lauren is pushing him back and away from her. I'm piss. I walk over to him. Then punched him. I didn't care what people think. All I wanted to do was fight. People are screaming. I don't know who is. But I don't care. I just keep punching.

Andrew's POV

"Norman!!!!!" I heard Lauren yell.
I turn around to see Norman punching someone. What the hell happen? I run to them. I'm trying to get Norman off of him. But it's hard.

We got him off the guy and now we're driving him back to the hotel.

We got him to his room. (Steven with him.) We put him on the bed. Then walk back to my room.

Isabella's POV

I got out of the shower. Now I'm blow drying on hair in tell I hear a door open then close. I think it's my dad. So walk out.
"Dad, how was the party?" I ask.
He doesn't say anything. He stands up and walk to me. I take a few steps back.
"Dad are you okay?" I ask.
He still didn't say anything. He just walked closer to me. Then out of the blue he punches me. I fall to the ground. I'm crying.
"Why dad?!!?" I screamed.
He just calls me a whore, slut bag, ugly, bitch, all mean names you could think of. So I ran out.

I'm in a public bathroom. Looking at my self in the mirror. I have a black eye and a bloodily lip. I sighed. I think I need to call Mingus and tell him what's happening. I'm calling Mingus. It's 10:39 pm so I think he's up. After the 2 ring he picks up.
"Hello?" He ask.
"Hey Mingus, it's Bella."
"Oh hey Bella!! How's the trip?"
"It's umm okay. But Ming I got to tell you something. You can't freak out."
"Okay?"
"Umm dad...dad uh he umm hit me."
"What?!! Why?!? What the hell happen?!" Mingus ask.
"He's drunk. But the reason why I'm calling is if dad calls you, like 'where's bella?!?" Say I'm at Jackson house."
"Okay but I don't fell comfier able that your at a boys house."
"Mingus it's not like I'm gonna have sex with him. But I'll call you tomorrow. So bye."
"Okay bye Bella. Be safe."
"I will."
I hung up. I'm not gonna go to his house right away. Well I don't know where he lives so I'll just text or call him later. I'm walking down the streets. It's dark out. I look behind me and I notice 3 guys are walking behind me. I walk faster. I look behind me and they're walking faster. Now I'm running and I hear them running. One of them grab me. I scream but they just cover my mouth. They took me to an alley. I'm trying to kick them and punch them. But their to strong.
"Get the hell off of me!!!!!!" I screamed at them.
"Aww baby, you look so cute when your mad." A guy said.
"Guys she might be under age." Another guy said.
Thank you other guy!
"How old are you. Beautiful?" 1 guy ask.
"13." I whimper.
"Shit! She way to young!!" Guy 2 ask.
"Why do you give a fuck Jason?!? It's not like your gonna fuck her!!" Guy 1 yelled.
I looked at Jason for help. He looks at me. Like he knows me. But I don't know him. He sighs. They start touching me. I'm yelling at them to stop. In tell someone yells.
"Get your fucking hands off her!!!!!" Someone yells.

No one loves me and no one ever will.                 (Norman Reedus daughter)Where stories live. Discover now