The disguised wrecker

Love, Bella

Flashback.

As a teenager it was expected that your  hormones would mess up my body and temporarily replace your brain, which would influence you to act batshit crazy sometimes. Just .... Sometimes.

So, when my emo cousin sister Isabella came up to me and cried into my lap because her hand accidentally clashed against the black used water fell onto her anime drawing while she painted, I thought in my head
' fucking teenagers'
"You are one" my conscious added.
" Whatever " I added, to myself.

"Come on Isabella , tell me the real reason of crying as if you just saw the part Monica and Chandler moved out"

She sniffed and looked up at me with puffy sad broken eyes. My face softened and I loudly sighed. She looked truly desperate  for someone to listen to her.

"Tell me Bella, you can tell me anything anywhere." I spoke softly.

She sniffed some more and a determined look came across her sharp features which were enhanced by her black died hair and dark makeup running down her cheeks.

"I-I like a b-boy- hiccup- b-but he likes my best friend, can you believe it? My best friend!! " she cried out and my vulnerable side overtook the strong shield I have around myself.

She sounded like a wrecked person when she spoke " I love him, Hannah. I tried so bad to not like him anymore but I just couldn't help it. They make the best couple they- they..." She took a deep breath and continued with a pitiful expression "she has the best grades, she's beautiful, she's liked by everyone because of her polite personality, she has cute quirks that any guy would fall for, and worst of all , she has s boyfriend who loves her so much to the point they could get married. And here I am, nothing. A stupid little girl who thinks somehow, just somehow there is a fairy tale for her and she will be considered an awesome person." She bitterly  chuckled "I'm nothing at all." She softly added.

My tears slowly fell down and Bella looked surprised my sobbing face. I quickly wiped it away and looked at her. "Bella, I understand you. I'm not just saying it to make you feel better. I really really get you. But honestly do you know? You're amazing."

"Yeah right." Bella sarcastically replied.

"No really. You're smart and  you seem to be really curious about everything. You're so beautiful with and without your dark makeup. You're creative and imaginative, drawing anime as if your life depends on it. You don't have bad grades either. You're academically stable. You are a leader by nature which is an admirable trait everyone seeks. Stop being so cruel to yourself, Bella. Have faith in yourself and my words. This is not the end of the world."

"You're very observant." She said with a small strained smile.

"That, I am." I cockily responded with a small smirk. Her smile turned into a genuine chuckle.

"What would I do without you?"

"Remember, believe in yourself and see. Someday, someone would find out  your craziness and love you for it. I know I do." I said and she grinned.

End of Flashback.

I thought about the incident as I read the letter written by her.

Dear Hannah,

It is pretty strange to write you a letter when I can text but I wanted to show my gratitude by giving you this handwritten letter. What you said to me a few days back had made me really think things through. Now, it doesn't hurt as much when I see my best friend with him. I went through my art books and I realised how much I've grown.

What you said made me realise so many truths and I'm grateful that you are like my guide. Also, I have started allowing myself to look at other guys and I must say I ..... Um....missed out on a  lot of amazing men out there.

That day you were my knight but now I want to be my own guardian. You've helped me grow from a teenager to a woman. I admire you so much Hannah, I hope you know what you mean to me.

P.S. I still have the piece of cloth which you gave to me when I cried. Safe and sound.

Love, Bella.

I sat back on the couch and sighed, a smile graced my face.
There was a new little light inside my blood and my veins which burned my skin. I felt different . I don't exactly know what or why, but I did, and it was so intoxicating and so soothing.

"Tomato ketchup should be called a tomato smoothie because that is what it technically is." I heard my mom say from a faraway distance.

"No! It would sound strange." My dad said a little louder.

"No, what I said is completely correct." Mom said as she sat on the couch across me in a determined posture.

"According to you, whatever you say is absolutely correct." My dad rolled his eyes and furiously sat beside her.

"Oh so you're saying that I'm dumb?" My mom snapped as I watched with an amused smile.

"No baby, you're very smart. You're  amazing in both,  the community and in bed." He said as his hand skimmed up my mom's thigh.

I'm like, right here!

My mom's face darkened and she put her hand on his chest and whispered something in dad's ear and he nodded.

What the-

They walked into their room and I heard a groan and a giggle.

For the love of God, stop!!!!

I screamed in my head as I immideately started making my way into my room and locked it to block out their moans.

My parents are animals when it comes to sex. I mean they talked dirty right in front of their daughter!
They have no boundaries.

With a happy smile and slight worry of having to hear my parents as they do the .....deed, I closed my eyes and welcomed sleep filled with dreams.

Strangely, it was a certain grey eyed man was all I could think of.