The_VoiceOfEcho

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered.  

Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering.  

“Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp.  
 
Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Isabella was adopted by her father. She was treated like garbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. 

Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

Obsessed With My Toxic Lover

Stepping into the building, the bass sound hit my heart pounding against my chest, the vibration of the floor, my finger clinging to the glass in my hand.

The whiskey burning its way down my throat, the people dancing to the beat, the air thick with sweat, liquor.

I leaned back, against the velvet booth, letting my head relax on the seat.

The neon lights flickered, casting deep and red hues over the chaos unfolding on the dance floor.

In the distance, I heard a sharp laughter cut through, I envied their laughter.

The weight in my chest was lifted, no it wasn't alcohol, I tightened my jaw as my mind dragged me back to the hospital room.

The beeping machine, the suffocating scent of the antiseptic, Isabella's pale face, the baby in the incubator.

I lifted the glass to my lips again, the ethanol burning down my throat.

Drowning in Shadows