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Chapter Twenty-One: Ella

⚠️WARNING: ABUSE & RAPE IN THIS CHAPTER. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (btw this chapter is ella's pov which is gonna be rare but she has to have a backstory, y'know?)

Ella's P.O.V

My name is Isabella Stephens, and this is my story. In high school, I always had a boyfriend, but also kept my grades up. I was your typical 'nerd'. In my Junior year of high school, I realized I needed to buckle down. My grades were dropping from A's to B's. Quick. That doesn't seem bad to you, but to my dad, it was like the end of the world. I remember the day I came home from school, and walked in the door. Lo and behold, there was my father with his phone in his hands.

The day was like any other day. I had a math test. I got a C. Average. Not bad, I thought. Boy, was I wrong. I walked through the door and there was my dad. I closed the door and asked him,

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong, what's fucking wrong, Isabella?" He asked, slurring his words. He was drunk out of his mind.

"Dad, you're scaring me, seriously, what's wrong?" I asked, backing away from him. He stepped closer to me, so I could smell his breath.

"Your, your teacher called. He, he said that you got a fucking 'C' on your math test." He said, backing away, almost tripping over the coffee table.

"Yeah, I don't really understand what we're studying in math right now." I said, walking to my room.

"Don't you try to fucking leave." He said, turning around to face me.

"I just need to go my room and start working on my homework." I said, as he walked closer to me.

"Oh, so now you wanna act smart." He said, getting in my face again.

"Well, yeah, I don't wanna fail." I said, stating the obvious. What I said was the wrong thing, because as soon as the words left my mouth, he slapped me across the face. That's the day when he started to hit me. Every day until the last day of Senior year. My dad was a drunk, sad, and pathetic man. Yes, 'was'. Last day of Senior year, he died from liver failure. I might go to Hell for saying this, but that was one of the happiest days of my life. At the clinic, the incident Patricia was talking about was a rumor that went around school, saying that the most popular guy in school, the football captain, Barry Thompson had sex with me. I guess part of it was true. He raped me. Night of the schools annual Halloween dance. I don't wanna go into details, but yeah, I was raped on Halloween. Scary night for a scary thing, ironic, right? Well, I got pregnant with his baby and miscarried, leaving me with scars that nobody could ever imagine. But yeah, that's me. Isabella Stephens.

A/N: ok bye hope u enjoyed love you too you're beautiful. message me if you need to talk