Dance. Sing. Love. That's all they need. "Rock Your Body on me now..."🎤💘
Isabella Haughton, a beauty yet an intelligent young woman, whose dreams contain nothing but the arts of music and dancing, moves to Los Angeles for her junior year of high s...
"Where is the damn teacher?" I mumble. After five minutes, it gets noisy as a homecoming football game and I had a migraine from hell.
That headache came from my parents, of course.
You probably already guessed it.
I didn't have an attitude at all, trust me. All I asked was: "The water isn't coming out right of the faucets, did you pay the bill to the owner?"
"Maybe..."
"How the he- how much is it??" I sigh.
"I'll take care of it, Isabella."
"You won't-"
"Huh? What did you just say?"
"You won't! Ugh, how much is it! I'll sell my stuff or someth-"
"How about you go to your best friend's house next door you're always at everyday and take a shower there? I thought you were tryna save money anyway, so why didn't you think of that?"
"You know what, you're right."
"I know I am-"
"I'll just go live with Tanya. I'm 17 and can file emancipation to the courts if you call the cops on me. You don't care if I'm here or not obviously. You'll see how messed up this house will get without me."
"...okay." My mama shrugs.
"And I'm taking the girls with me."
"Hell NO you ain't!"
Sooo, yeah. It got worse after that, and I wouldn't take no for an answer from her. She just started bringing up my past, judging the way I dress, Chris coming around all the time, and she's always scolding me for disrespecting her. All of that causes my entire fucked up mood for today.
Since Tanya's parents are out of town for a few months, I asked her if Bianca and Brianna can spend some time at her house for some space. My mom should at least miss her other daughter Brianna if anything. It's literally 30 seconds away, and Tanya was more than thrilled about us having endless sleepovers and late night studying together.
I just can't take the stress with my mama anymore. She hates me. She loves her other daughter, and her granddaughter I brought into this world; but not me. It makes me want to kill myself sometimes for the love I deserve, or at least I strongly feel I should for all the hell I've been through...but I can't with Bianca in my life.
"You okay baby? I know last night was rough for you and your mama but...everything will work out eventually." Chris kisses the top of my head. I smile a tiny bit.
"Yeah, I know....I'm just thinking about what it'll be like to not argue or live with my mama for a whole wee-"
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