Gone E.D.

8

Isabelle's pov
Tomorrow's Christmas! I'm so happy. My mom stopped talking to me yesterday. She said she was disappointed in me. I begged her to tell me why, but she didn't say anything. Maybe what she said a couple years ago is right. I am worthless and just a burden. My dad left yesterday, because my stepmother, Julia broke her leg. I wish he was here right now. I wish he knew the truth about what happened to me after he divorced mom. My door opened and revealed my mother. "The Dolan's are coming for Christmas Eve dinner" she said with a monotone voice and then left. Nooooo! Please tell me this is a dream. I don't want to see Ethan and Ethan doesn't want to see me, so why can't we just not get together? Ethan and I got into a fight. A bad one. We both said stuff that brought each other down. I've tried to apologize, but he hasn't responded to any of my calls or texts. Let's just see how tonight plays.
The evening
I heard the doorbell ring and ran upstairs. I sat at the top of the stairs to take a moment to think. I started shaking. My mom greeted the Dolan's and let them in. Their footsteps got quieter. But one pair of footsteps got louder. I took a deep breath and saw a head peak around the corner. I smiled and ran down the stairs to hug Grayson. "Hey, it's been a while" he said smiling. "Yeah. What's up!" I asked. "Nothing much, but ugh! Ethan's been all sad and quiet ever since the fight" he whispered. Grayson witnessed of the fight we had. "Not surprising" I said and walked to my bedroom door. Grayson followed behind. We talked for a while, but got called down to eat supper. I took a long and deep breath. "It will be alright" Grayson grabbed my hand. I smiled at him. We walked around the corner, still holding hands. My breathing got heavier. Grayson gave my hand a squeeze in reassurance. We turned the corner and walked towards the dinning table. Everybody looked at us with wide eyes. We walked to the two empty spots in silence. Thankfully we got to sit beside each other. But on my left side was Ethan. His jaw hit the floor in shock. "What?" Grayson and I asked in sync. We heard a few whispers. Then finally Eric spoke up. "Are you two umm t-together?" He asked. Grayson an I laughed. "Ew no" Grayson chuckled. "That thing? No way" I said. We awkwardly laughed as everyone else kept silent. "Let's eat" my mother said. Everybody grabbed food and started eating. There was small talk, but no big conversations. Grayson grabbed my thigh. I gasped in shock. I got a couple looks from various people. The conversation about the weather continued. Grayson started to rub my thigh and got further up my leg every time. He got really close and I screamed "Grayson". I give him a death glare. Two can play at this game. For us it's not uncommon for something like this to happen. Long story short, I grabbed his dick and he screamed like a girl in shock really loud. Eric laughed, but stopped when mom glared at him. Everybody ate in silence from then on. My mom pulled me aside.

Ethan's pov
I saw Isabelle's mom Lucia pull her away. She looked mad. I wasn't watching for a minute, but I felt a need to look. I looked after a minute of fighting my thoughts. I saw Isabelle run upstairs holding one side of her face.

Isabelle's pov
"What the hell were you thinking?" She asked. "Stop flirting with him or whatever your doing. You're an embarrassment to this family". What she did next was unforgivable. I felt my cheek sting. She slapped me. I grabbed my cheek in pain. "Go up to your room and think about what you've done" she whisper-yelled. I ran up the stairs. I cried for awhile. The door opened a crack and in came Grayson. He curled up beside me. "Are you crying?" He asked. "What does it look like?" I said facing him. His eyes went wide and I could see anger building up inside them. "What did she do to you?" He sternly asked. "N-nothing" I responded shaking. He softened his voice a little realizing I was scared. "Please tell me Isabelle. What happened?" He asked. I removed my hand from my face. He wiped a tear off of my face. Tears built in his eyes and were threatening to fall. "Pack your stuff. Now. I'll be back" he said disappearing down the hall. I did as he told me to. I grabbed my suitcase and walked down the stairs. My moms face was pure disgust and everybody else had wide eyes. Grayson gave her a death glare. "I did not do that. What lies has she been feeding you? Who would hit their own daugher?" She innocently asked. She turned around and looked at me. Her eyes were burning holes in my body. "Yeah, who would hit their own daughter?" He imitated. Grayson grabbed my hand and led me out the door. I could hear him breathing quickly and shallowly. His grip on my hand loosened. "Why Isabelle? Why would you keep that a secret?" He asked. "Well to start, there's a lot you don't know about me even though I'm your best friend. I'll start from the beginning. I was born June 5 and my real name is Jordan Alexis Wright" I started. "Wait" he said. "Ask questions later Gray" I interrupted. When I was 6 my parents got divorced and I chose to live with my mom. Bad choice. Every Christmas my dad would come to visit for a family Christmas dinner. Other than that I never saw him. But my mom started to verbally abuse me. She called my really bad things and would tell me I was worthless. Then a couple years later we moved into this house. When I was 10 she hit me for the first time. That continued and now it's present day and she still does that awful stuff. "I-I " Grayson started.

A/n: I'm going to be gone all week, so I'm posting early. Please comment your thoughts about my book.