Lilac Lover

Bruises Underneath

Isabelle stood outside the door of her house. Froy insisted on walking her home. He was afraid something might happen to her. He was still holding Isabelle's hand. Isabelle said "Froy I'm home now. You can let go of my hand." Froy blushed as he thought to himself 'shit shit it was too obvious will she think im desperate! But I was just looking out for her right, I'm an idiot.' Isabelle asked caringly "Froy your sure your okay right? I'm scared they will come for you again." Froy eyes turned into anger as he replied "If they come for me again then I might hurt them severely." Isabelle coughed and said "I should.." Froy said "Oh yeah... sorry.. I'll meet you at school tomorrow and I'll be less worried if your at home, you will be safe.." Froy began walking the other way. Isabelle whispered to herself "I wish I could tell you Froy but my home is the most dangerous place on earth for me." She hated being home. The fear of being beaten up again would cloud her thoughts. She didn't like the empty feeling in her hands, she already missed Froys huge yet soft hands around her tiny ones, she missed the way he hugged her in the library, she missed how he stared at her lips almost leaping in for a kiss. Isabelle smiled at herself and walked inside the house. The moment she shuts the door. Her father was standing right in front of her. He says "Lovely Bella, your late and I don't like disobedience." He pulled his belt out and snapped it on the floor. Isabelle shakily replied "I can explain." Before she could defend herself, Her father moves towards her and slashed the belt. All Isabelle could do was cry in pain and hope he would stop hurting her before she died.

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"Good Morning class!" Mr Christian said. He slammed his heavy textbooks on the table. He was the chemistry professor. The students signed in disappointment as their teacher had turned up. Everyone was having a normal school day except Froy. He sat restlessly, something inside was really eating him, since morning he hasn't seen Isabelle in school. He felt suspiciously lost. He was so afraid of anything happening to her. He spoke to everyone to know why Isabelle didn't turn up to school but all he got was blank answers. He knew Isabelle wasn't one of those who would skip school or leave classes. Something was surely wrong here and Froy felt awful, he just wanted to see Isabelle safe and sound.

Mr Christian said "Where is Bella?" Everyone looked around the class looking for her. Froy answered "She hasn't come to school." Everyone was shocked and were in complete silence. With the rumours of Froy flying around no one dared to even speak to him. Mr Christian said "she isn't the type to miss school. Well anyway, as Isabelle helps me make my chemistry notes I think I'll just move on with chapter explanation." All the students chucked at the fact that a student helped her teacher prepare chemistry notes.

Froy couldn't stop thinking about Isabelle since he met her at the cafe. She seemed so humble. Froy loved how she smiled at little things he would say. How her lips would part when she was nervous. And her beautiful thick black hair was his favourite. They swayed along with her. He wished he could hold her, he just wanted to be with her at all times and these emotions really confused Froy.

Froy wanted to punch every living thing in the face because he just wanted to see Isabelle and right now sitting in a chemistry lecture wasn't exactly helping him. He stared outside the window, hoping this lecture would get done soon. He whispering to himself "Izzy where are you?"

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The bell rang and all the teenagers sprinted outside their classrooms. Froy took his backpack and walked to the reception and patiently waited for the crowded hallway to go silent. Clarissa stopped by and scanned him, she was sweeping over his beauty. Froy rolled his eyes as he didn't want another horny girl to encounter him. Clarissa said "So your the mystery guy that everyone has been talking about? I was wondering if you wanted to come to my party this weekend..." Froy plainly replied "I'm sorry but when it comes to parties I'd like to crash them not attend it." Clarissa face turned with anger as no boy would shut her down. Froy walked past her. Clarissa yelled "Is this because of Bella? You should know one thing about her. She is a girl with secrets." Froy smirked and replied "Then I guess we both have that in common."

He sat in his black Mini Cooper and drove off to Isabelle's house, he couldn't stop thinking about her, he needed to be there for her just in case something wasn't right.

Froy reached her house after a 10 min drive. He parked his car. He looked at her medium sized house, with a decent garden and a wood themed gateway. He stepped inside and felt it to be awfully quiet. He knocked on the door but was meet with no response. He pushed the door and to his amazement it wasn't locked. He walked inside and as he stepped on the wooden floor his shoes met with clattering sound of the glass. He walked in further and called out "Izzy!" He looked in the living room and yelled "Where are you Izzy?" The whole house was in a mess. Everything was either broken or thrown everywhere. His heart was racing he hadn't expected this scenario. He was afraid something had happened to Izzy. He thought that the men of Hernandez had found her and hurt her. If this was true Froy would hunt down every single one of them alone and pull their hearts out.

Until he heard movement in the kitchen. He almost sprinted inside when his breath stopped. His eyes had already began watering. What he was seeing was breaking him. A bloody hand rose, in front of him laying flat on the floor was Isabelle covered in blood and broken glass. Froy voice cracked as he whispered "Izzy..."