Book Boys, Bad Girls

Chapter five

That's Stephanie⬆ kk onto the story!!
Isabella's POV

I can't believe he just threw me out. I walked out of his house and went home. When I got to my room I looked out my window which was straight across from his. He looked agitated then I saw him punch the wall.

What's his problem? Damn bipolar ass. What ever.

I flip down onto my bed and start studying for my history test tomarow. But I can't get him out of my head. Why do I feel like this? I haven't felt like this since... him. I  don't wanna think about him, he's gone. A part of the past. So why do I feel like this for Mark. I touch my lips, his felt so... right on mine. I cant like him. I refuse. 

But... what if?

Mark's POV

Fuck!

What the hell is wrong with me?! I don't- why? Why did I tell her almost everything? I can't trust her. I can't trust anyone. All people do is use you then leave you. Fuck am I even thinking?! Fuck! I punch my wall causing a dent then groan. I need to control myself. I need to let go of this anger. I change into some basketball shorts and a muscle shirt. I tie my shoes and start to run down the street ignoring the pain in my sprained ankle. Have to get better anyway might as well exersize. I ran hard and fast ignoring the pain in my ankle. But images of her flooded my brain. Damn! I can't be thinking of her, not when I'm so close to leaving this place. I can't become attached we lead different lives. I can't become close to her... I can't.

Isabella's POV
I lisen to soap by Melanie Martinez I closed my eyes only to be assaulted with imagies of him. God he is so... Amazing- wait what? Did I just think that? No he is mean and stupid and- hot- no stop that. Stupid brain.

I get out my math book and attempt to do my home work, math is so not my best subject. Its confusing as hell. I prefer anything to this logical bull. I rest my head on the cold page of my book,  soon my eyes begin to droop and I am lulled to sleep.

1 year ago(dream)

Why don't you just leave?!(mother)

I won't leave my daughter with the likes of you! So no! Fuck you Elizabeth! She has been through enough of your shit! Just fucking get out of here!(father)

She is mine! I've always been there for her!

That is the biggest fucking lie you tell yourself! Your only ever here when you need money because you need to shoot up you junkie!

I know! And I'm sorry! Do you think I want to be like this?! If you would just-

What?! Help you? You ran away from the last place I sent you to! You need to help yourself and your daughter and get the fuck out!

I can hear mom sobbing and it hurts my heart. Dad said to stay in here but I wanna see my mom. I quietly open my door and slip out. I walk half way down the steps and stop. Mom is in the doorway and dad is staring at her. She's crying so hard.

Mom? I say quiet yet she still looks up with tears in her eyes. Dad turns around and gives me a hard stare. Tears form in my eyes and I run back up to my room. I can't do this anymore! I run into dad's bathroom and look for a blade. Maybe with me gone they'll be okay. Not like anyone will miss me much. I sink to the floor clutching my chest as sobs wrack my body. I'm so sorry I have to do this. I roll up my sleeves and press the blade harshly against my skin, then I quickly drag it across. Blood oozes out and I cry harder. I quickly do the same to my other wrist and set my arms by my sides. I feel sleepy and numbly realize someone banging the door.

bang... bang... bang....

I jerk awake from my sleep and realize that someone really is banging at my bedroom door I quickly get up and unlock and open it. I see Steph is here. Wait! What time is it?!

"Why aren't you dressed?!" Fuck! I quickly spring into action and get clothes on no time to shower I add some dry shampoo and blow-dry my hair to make it look fresh. I grab my boots and run out the door with Steph running ahead of me. Getting into her car we rush off to school. my dream already fading from my mind but the memory, the pain is till there..

Short chapter, sorry for the late update.