Chapter 4 4

Isabella.

"good afternoon beautiful family, mom I need to talk to you". - she turned around and looked at me from head to toe.

"I was already with those girls, right Isabela, you keep getting involved with these wrong lives and you will get hurt" - she said sitting down and I went over to her and sat down beside her.

"Mom, I met a boy... And he's good for me. The playboy he..." - my mother immediately interrupted me pulling my hair.

"You are crazy ISABELA, I DID NOT Raise you to be a thug's pet, this guy is no good, little girl". - he started slapping me and I ran away.

" He makes me happy, and I'm moving in with him! I thought you would be happy," I said nervously trying not to scream.

"YOU ARE ONLY 15 YEARS OLD ISABELA, YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED STUDY AND YOU WANT TO LIVE WITH A GOON? DO YOU THINK HE WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU ISABELA, IN THE BEGINNING EVERYTHING IS FLOWERS, BUT THE MASK FALLS WITH TIME!" - she said throwing her sandal and I swerved, but it didn't help.

" Mom, stay calm, okay? I'm going to live with him, and everything will be fine. He can't hurt me!" - I said approaching her.

"Isabella, he is no good my child. Don't do this to yourself, enjoy your life because you still have a lot left, the life of a woman with these types of guys is only death, aggression, only bad things, my daughter." - Her voice came out crying, and that's when my world fell apart. I was disappointing my mother.

"Mom, please. Try to understand me, just support me" - she sat on the sofa and bowed her head, I heard my cell phone ring, I looked at the number and it was an unknown number, I hung up.

"Isabella, I will never support you in this decision. But if you want this for your life, go ahead. But don't come to me for a glass of water, I will always visit you or you will visit me, you are still my daughter, but I will no longer hold your head in my hands." - she spoke in a firm voice and faced me, I nodded.

" I'll go pack my things, he'll be here soon." - I said and went up to my room to get some clothes and put them in my suitcase.

I took a deep breath and as I packed my things I talked to God, I needed help, really.

After a few minutes I finished my packing and heard his voice downstairs, I picked up my bags and went downstairs seeing him sitting on the sofa, all slouchy, while my mother mocked him.

"this one knew how to manipulate me, besides being ugly as hell, he can also manipulate my daughter, but yours is safe!" - I kissed my little sister, who was watching, and I didn't care.

I went to my mother too, and hugged her. At first she refused, but then she hugged me nicely.

I left the house and he got on his motorcycle, and so did I. I looked around the neighborhood watching us both, others gossiped, while others sneered, some looked sorry for me?

Today I begin a stage that maybe I will regret in the future, but I hope not.

2 months later.

Isabella.

Two months have passed after I left home and I tell you, I don't regret it "yet:"

but I miss my school, it is my "school".

André made me leave the school and close my registration once and for all, I can't even work and to improve my situation I am pregnant.

He made my birthday too perfect, it was at our house and there I found out I was pregnant. I was a little silly, right?

My friends keep visiting me, but they are both in the same situation too.

Well, except for Julia, who is single, and Clara, who is 22 and even pregnant, that bitch, I haven't seen her for days. She distanced herself from me and Julia. In fact, she was kicked out of the house too.

Julia told me that 22 and she fight a lot, and since she is pregnant, he keeps her locked up straight away.

Not Playboy, I can go to the dance and have a lot of fun, he hasn't forbidden me to do anything so far.

But these days he's been a little strange with me, telling me to stay home sometimes.

We have a new neighbor here, Mapoa is 17 years older than me, but, it doesn't matter because age is not body right mores.

I'm suspicious of her, since she arrived. But I'm letting it go, she comes to the house and he forces me to treat her well. Sometimes she comes with an excuse of wanting sugar and man, I'm really disgusted.

About my mother, I haven't seen her for days. When I used to go down there I used to see her because I always went to visit the owner, but now I'm living at home in laziness.

And I'm only two months old,kakakaka.

At this moment I am lying on the couch waiting for the handsome man to arrive. Since he was there at the mouth and said he would be back soon, a t t a..

I see someone open the door and I look and see andre all dressed up entering, and with the biggest face of mad too, his eyes red. I never knew he smoked.

"love, I miss you so much" - I kissed him and he turned his face the other way, I pulled away and he looked at me with a not very good face.

"what is this story that you were talking about talking to another male, in Isabella ? Are you going fucking crazy, giving ideas to a male on the street? do you think I won't break you in two?" - he said, locking his jaw and shouting, I was really scared, he had never shouted at me like that before.