The life of a Callahan

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Isabella Callahan and I'm the daughter of Marissa Callahan. You might know my mom as being Demi Lovato's best friend. Well I'm 15 years old and my relationship with my mom is complicated. She is always on business trips and never has enough time for me. When she leaves for a trip she has my Grandma or Demi watch me. Demi is taking a break from music for a while so she has time to come over and watch me. Don't get me wrong, I love Demi and my grandma but I'm fifteen not a kid.

My mom has always told me not to touch drugs or alcohol but it's kind of hard not to when you're practically raising yourself and need some kind of comfort. This week is my mom is letting me stay home by myself and Demi is going to check in on me every other day. There is a huge party tonight at my boyfriend's house and all of my friends are coming. It's going to be so fucking fun!

"Isabella! I'm leaving!" Finally.

I run downstairs to hug my mom. I know that we don't have the best relationship but I still love her. An hour after she leaves I'm getting ready for the party. I'm wearing a black dress that hugs my curves with some black heels and my hair is curled.

'HONK' Shit, that's my ride!

I ran to the car and get in the passenger seat and was greeted with a peck on my lips from my boyfriend.

"Hey baby I've missed you."

"Well no shit. My mom has been smothering me with love and affection all week."

"Umm, isn't that what she's supposed to do?" Ryan asked turning on the road that his house was on.

"Yeah but it's so fucking annoying. Now let's have some fun!" I jump out of the car and run to the porch waiting for Ryan to catch up with me.

When Ryan meets me by the door we walk in together hand in hand. This party was so huge!

"I'm going to go hang out with the guys. The girls are by the drink table." He gave me a kiss and we walked our separate ways.

I turn around and spot my friends right were Ryan said they were. My two best friends are here and some friends from school. The names of my two best friends are, Caitlyn and Maciella.

"Hey girls." I grab a drink and lean onto the table copying their body language.

"Hey Izzy, have you seen Ryan yet?" Caitlyn asks me.

"Yeah he gave me a ride here." I took a sip of my strawberry vodka.

I drink a lot but I can control my liquor. I hate putting my alcohol in soda, in my opinion it makes it taste like shit. I've been drinking since my mom went on her first business trip when she left me for almost two months when I was 12. Doing drugs and drinking gives me the comfort that my mom doesn't give me. I can't even remember the last time my mom said 'I love you' to me. She just got over a breakup and is working more to keep her mind off of things.

"Hey Izzy, what are you thinking about?" Maci asks me.

"Oh I was just thinking about life."

They both know about my mom and how I feel. I've known both of them since the third grade and we've been friends ever since. They would always stay the night and started asking questions about why my mom was never home and why they haven't met her yet. So I confided in them with my situation and they understood and gave me support.

In the friend group that we have, Caitlyn is the hottest. She has blond hair and blue eyes. She's so skinny and has a body that I can only dream of having. She's nice and caring and is always there for me.

Maciella or Maci is also very pretty. She's had a hard life growing up and also has issues with her mom but they are more extreme than mine. She started drinking and smoking at a really young age as well so she could forget what was going on at home. She lives with her grandparents and they are the nicest people I have ever met.

Enough about the sad stories let's get back to the party.

"Do you wanna dance?" I ask the both of them.

"Sure I hope there is some hot girls here." Caitlyn says.

Maci and I laugh at the horny lesbian that we call our friend.

We head to the living room where the music and dancing is.

"Hey babe." I turn around and was met with my handsome boyfriend.

I kiss him slowly and passionately. When we break away I whisper, "I love you" Into his ear.

"Mmm, I love you too." He put his hands on my hips as I grind into him to the beat of the music. After about twenty minutes of my grinding on him I can tell that he's turned on.

"You like that baby?" I whisper in his ear.

"Of course I do. A hot girl can do that to you." I blush and lean in to kiss him again. I knew I was getting him worked up for nothing since I knew I wasn't going to have sex with him since I want to wait.

"Let's go upstairs." He grabs my arm and pulls me towards the stairs.

"No Ryan. I don't want to have sex." I pull my arm away from him.

"You can't just turn me on like that and not let me have my way with you." I start to walk towards the door. Ryan grabs my arm again and pulls me up the stairs. I try and scream but the music is too loud. I don't want to explain what happened next but I was in pain.

I didn't know what to do next so I just lie there.