Where do I belong?

It's all in the past

'Thanks for watching and see you next week with a extra special Christmas video... byeeeeee'

'oh i sorry i haven't introduced myself, i'm Isabella, but you can call me 'izzy' or 'bella' i don't mind.'

'That speech that you heard me just say... well i was just practising for when i become a youtuber when i'm older and only if my mum and dad let me.'

'oh, well actually about that, i'm..erm...well i don't have any parents, i currently live in an orphanage. It's basically a place where they send unwanted children and i guess i'm one of them.'

'I know I've kind of introduced myself but i guess i should take it back a bit to my past...'

FLASHBACK: (NO ONE'S POV)

'darling, please don't swear in front of the baby, you know it's not right'

'but Angie, little old Izzy ain't gonna understand a fucking thing... i can say and do what i like! NO ONE CAN FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO OR SAY... YOU HERE ME ANGIE... IS THERE ANYONE IN THAT DEAD BODY OF YOURS!' Ryan screams causing Angie to flinch. Her body then stiffens as she can smell alcohol from his breath, knowing that this is gonna be the same as most other nights.

Nothing had been the same since Ryan found out that Angie had been pregnant with Isabella. Everyday he would get home from work and then go straight back out until 3am. Angie would be left to fend for herself with any money she could find. Ryan was the only one with a job, but he would spend all of his money on drugs and alcohol.

Angie would never know where Ryan went every evening, but she would definitely know when he was home. Ryan would slam through the door shouting and screaming. Angie would be found hiding in the bathroom but Ryan always knew where she was. The worst experience for Angie was when Ryan brought his friends home one evening... she was beaten and worst of all raped.

Ryan used to be a kind caring man who Angie fell in love with then later married 2 years after they had met at university. Their wedding wasn't big; just them two and their parents. The couple were totally in love. They wanted a child... but when the news broke out that Angie was pregnant, everything started to go downhill and has since, even months after little Isabella was born...

Ryan reaches out to slap Angie......'SLAP'

'RYAN STOP!' Angie screams as his hand makes contact with her face. Her legs then give way making her collapse on the cold wooden flooring of their run-down flat.

He looks down at his wife and can see blood starting to drip down her pale face, 'ha what a wimp, you can't even take a hit to the face without falling, how pathetic'.

Angie tries to stand but Ryan kicks her in the stomach causing her to gasp for air. Ryan notices her gasping so grabs her neck and starts to tighten his grip. 'pppllease rya....' Ryan loosens his grip realising what he has just down but is too late to help Angie. She drops from his grip and lays life-less on the living room fall of their flat.

He turns and looks at little Izzy who saw the whole thing of watching her dad kill her mum. She looks confused and tries to crawl towards her mum. 'mummy' she speaks. Ryan stands still like a icicle...frozen. A tear then slowly falls down his face at the realisation of what he had just done.

Ryan had been drinking that night, yet he wasn't as drunk as he usually is. That night he had received a message that his parents had died in a car crash. He was trying to forget things... yet he decided to drink unsure of what his actions were going to cause.

Ryan then decided to find the gun that he hid in the bathroom. It was a place where he thought no one would look. realisation kicked in, he had killed the women he had loved the most. He would go out every night as he was scared, scared of having a baby. He was not fit for having a daughter. His daughter needed proper care, a stable family..not him or Angie. They were too young.

Once he had found the gun, he then grabbed his phone and rang the police. 'emergency services how can i help..'

'p..pplease come to flat 67b north high wood street London...'

Ryan picked up the gun and shot himself in the head... 'BANG!'

Angie and Ryan had left their 4 year old baby girl alone... yet this was just the start of Isabella's life where she began to find where she really belong.