Isabella's POV
Bonnie picked me up outside Sam's apartment and I told her what happened.
" Wait, her mom caught you? Oh my god Izzy...." " We didn't hear her nor see her until she burst into the room and started to yelling at us" I explained. I felt sorry for Sam, I have to text her later to see if she's dead or not.
" Well, we have another problem....." Bonnie said just after parking outside our house. No please, I can't handle more problems right now.
" What?" I sighed and stepped out from the car. Bonnie walked closer to me and gave me a serious glare.
" Your phone....um...well, apperently you didn't bring it to Sam's place" Shit, I knew there was something I've forgot. But, what does that have something to do with all this?
" And....?"
" Well, our lovely sister found it in your room, and saw Sam's text. She locked up your phone and found your conversations with her"
Oh Nooo, Angelina is going to die this year, if she's telling mom a thing.....
Bonnie saw my terrified face, and I just wanted to disappear for a while.------
I walked inside as quiet as I could, but it didn't last for long. Mom and the rest of my family walked in and I could see how Angelina had been waiting for this. Smirking and chuckling. Dad wasn't here, I think he's at work now. Shit.
" Having a good time Angie?" I said nonchalant. Her smirk faded, instead, my mom came along and gave me a death glare. She held something black in her hand. Wait, my phone?
" Give me my phone back" I hissed. Surprisingly, she handed me back my phone.
" You should change your password on it" Angelina snorted. " We all now you're born 1996. You don't need to have it as a password too"
" Shut up" I was about to walk up the stairs but of course my mom stopped me. " Izzy, darling. I think you and I need a talk. Alone"
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Mom and I sat in the living room in our big, white sofa. Angelina and Bonnie was gone, but I would need Bonnie here though. But I don't want her to be involved. This is about me.
" Well, Izzy. Angelina showed me some...conversations between you and that slu.....girl" Yeah, she better watch her tongue, before I cut it off.
" Angie don't have the right to do that" I said as loud as I could, because I know Angie was eavsdropping somewhere in the house. She's always done that, since we were kids.
" Listen, I must say I am very disapointed" Mom said stern and looked at me with dangerous eyes.
" Why?! What is the problem, that I have a friend. A very good friend! She is the first one who treats me like a real friend should do"
" First of all; She's a poor slum-girl, okay?" It felt like someone was stabbing me in my chest when she said that.
" And second; She dosen't belong in your world! In our world Izzy!" Tears was hidden behind my eyes and I found it hard to breath suddenly.
" Stop mom...."
" And in our world, people like her dosen't deserve to be seen with us. That's the way it is"
" SHE IS MY WORLD!" I screamed outraged, but tears was falling from my eyes now. Mom stared at me and I could see how taken aback she was.
" Izzy....this is not the way I've raised you...."
" Oh buhu, just so you know, you haven't done a single thing! Dad is one who's always been there for me!"
The reason I didn't mention Bonnie was that mom could interrogate her all time, but dad, no no, she wouldn't dare to talk to him about it.
" Why don't you just say what you actually want to say?" Mom said angrily.
" I love her!"
Slap! Her hand met my lip and I could feel the blood sipping from my mouth.
When I looked at her, she didn't seem to have any remorse at all. Like assult me was the right way to solve everything." You....you slapped me..?!" I stuttered and more tears was falling now. Is this the same woman who have birth to me? The same woman who read stories til I fell asleep? The same woman who taught me to play piano?
" There is a line, Isabella. And you, just crossed it. I will never forgive you for this"
" Oh, You will never forgive me?! I can make it better saying that I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS!"
I walked away but she caught my arm and I flinched. With a cold voice she hissed
" You are a disgrace for this family Isabella Jessica Rockwood. But we won't tell anyone because it's only we who knows. All you need to do; is to stay away from your slum-whore"
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