Falling For You

Chapter Fifteen: Eviction

"Dance." I sighed, turning on my old dancing videos. Little three year old me, stumbling to do a turn came on my little TV. "You can do it. Watch mommy." My dad said behind the camera. My mom did a full count of five turns. "It's La's turn, go ahead baby." My dad said. I did one turn, and fell to the ground.

I went to the next video, and smiled. My fourth birthday. "Happy birthday!" My dad and mom both yelled. Mathew was holding the camera, since he was ten. "Mommy. You have a baby in your tummy." I giggled. "I do baby. And it's a girl, just like you and Nina." She smiled. "May doesn't get a little brother." I giggled. "My name is Matt! Not may." Mathew sighed.

The next video was me at Christmas. "Baby, mommy has to go to the hospital to have your little sister. Do you want to come?" My dad asked. "Yeah!" I giggled.

"Are you excited to see your new sister?" My dad asked. "Yes daddy. Nina will be too. I just know it." I replied. "What should we name her?" He asked, as he held my moms hand. "Tyler." I giggled.

"You did it baby." My dad smiled, kissing my moms head. My mom laid back on the bed, and held her new baby. "La, this is your new baby sister. Meet Tyler Lynn." My dad said.

"I'm sorry we couldn't get you a good present." My dad sighed. "This is the best present I could ask for daddy." I smiled a toothless grin. He smiled, and kissed my head.

The next video is of me when I was almost thirteen. Nina was ten. And Tyler was seven. It was in the hospital, Tyler on the bed, looking sickly as can be.

"Mom, when can we take her home?" I asked. "We can't take her home baby. Tyler is sick. Very sick." She replied. "I don't want to leave her here." I sighed. "I know you don't. You love her very much. And she loves you too." She replied, wiping her tears.

"I don't want to go home to John, mom. He isn't nice." I cried. "He loves you baby." She replied. "No he doesn't mom. Dad loves me. But he isn't here. I want dad. Not John." I sobbed. "Isabella London Foster, if your father loved you, he would be here." She snapped. I sighed.

The last video was of me, my mom, and John. I was fifteen. Mom was thirty five. I remember this day like it was yesterday. The day I stopped talking and caring about my mom. And the day John found out about the affair.

"Isabella, your father doesn't care about you! He would be here right now if he still loves you!" My mom yelled. "He got sent back out! He didn't have a choice! And even if I was ten, I know he cared!" I yelled back. "He didn't! Why else would he go, without saying goodbye!" She yelled. "Because he knew you had an affair with John!" I screamed.

"I did not have an affair with your father." She spoke strongly. "I saw, and heard, mom! You can't hide it!" I yelled. "I didn't have an affair on your father." She sighed. "You say that about everything. I didn't have an affair on John. But look! Kyle is doing you wonders? Right?" I snapped.

"An affair?" John asked. Mom gulped. "This is what you do Bella! You ruin relationships!" My mom yelled, as she stoned off.

"I need you." John whispered in my ear. "No. Please." I begged. "I could go over to Nina. You know, she would be so scared." He smirked. "Don't you dare touch my sister you prick!" I yelled. "That deserves a slap. And rough play." He smirked.

I turned the TV off, as the memories flooded my mind. No one knew my dad got sent out to the army. No one knew John wasn't my real dad. No one knew I blamed myself for the breakup between my parents.

This weekend was full of surprises. Harry and I fought. We broke up. He told me I know nothing. And he wants me to just be a babysitter again. And I told him that was fine, because he's causing me problems.

I walked to my mail box, seeing a big letter on the inside. EVICTION NOTICE: YOU HAVE ONE WEEK TO MOVE OUT! "You have got to be kidding." I groaned.

I walked to the front desk of my apartment building. "Mike." I sighed, leaning over the desk. "Don't even ask me about the eviction. It's not my place." He replied. "I don't know why I got it!" I groaned. "Bella, you haven't paid rent in like months." He replied. I sighed.

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"An eviction notice! What the hell Bella!" My dad exclaimed. "I know. But dad, if I could just have money, I-" "La, this isn't about paying rent. You need to find a new place to stay." He sighed. "I can't stay with you?" I asked. "I'm sorry. Jeanie is home sick, and I can't have any visitors." He replied. I sighed.

"Dad, can I ask you something?" I asked. "Of course. Anything." He replied. "Were you and mom happy?" I asked. He sighed. "Yes. We were." He replied. "What happened? Why did mom have an affair?" I asked. "When we found out Tyler was sick, she was very stressed out. She was going to lose a child. She was so stressed. But just know, just because your mother had an affair, doesn't mean she doesn't still love you baby." He replied.

"What if I told you... John was... abusing me?" I asked. "John is a very good man, and he raised you and your sister well." He replied. "He raised me well? I had to take four pregnancy tests because of him. I was thirteen." I replied.

"He... What?" He asked, processing what I just said. "John abused me dad. In many ways. Mentally, physically, sexually." I replied. "Baby, why didn't you call me when this happened? You know I would have answered, even if I was away." He sighed. "Mom thinks I'm crazy. Mathew thinks I enjoyed it." I sighed. "Why did you do it?" He asked. "He threatened to do it to Nina too, dad. I did it to keep her safe. But that went away, when he used both of us." I sighed.

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I knocked on Luke's apartment door, hoping he'll answer. I need a place to stay, and I don't want to go to Harry's, since we aren't really on good terms.

"Bella? Big... Man." Luke answered. "Luke, this is my dad. Dad, this is my friend Luke. Luke, I have a favor." I said, walking into his apartment.

"You've got an eviction notice? Bella, that's not good." Luke sighed. "I know. And I need a place to stay." I replied. "Why don't you live with Harry?" He asked. "We... Broke up. We aren't on good terms." I replied.

"Harry? Who's Harry?" My dad asked. "Harry Styles. Multi-millionaire." Jason replied, coming out of the bathroom. "What the hell?" I asked. "Oh, he stayed the night. He was drunk." Luke replied.

"So, can I stay here?" I asked. Luke sighed, but nodded. "You are amazing! I love you!" I yelled, hugging him. "Yeah, yeah. Go far your stuff out of that old gross apartment." He replied. I nodded.

A/N: Bella's dad is played by Chris Pratt. In case you wanted to know. And he will be in the book more.