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

Immediately I said it, I felt a thick suffocating silence fill the room.

Pressing against my skin like a second layer.

The weight of my own words hung in the air, settling into every corner of the atmosphere.

My heart pounded in my chest, the rush of blood in my ears pushing out the sharp intake of breath from

Isabella's fingers placed on her lap, the only sign that she had registered my words.

Her shoulders high, her spine stiffening as if she were trying to hold herself together by the force of will.

She didn't cry. She didn't plead. She just sat there, sitting still, her face showing no emotion, her eyes dull and roaming around the table.

Her chest falling and rising as she dragged deep air to her lungs, I felt irritated by it.

Kyle's fingers on my arm rubbed my arms, her nails digging into my sleeve.

Broken Bones