Bella p.o.v
Married. My mami got married; I guess I should have known she was going to move on … but even though to break it over a coffee when I didn't even know she was dating , yep I was kind of pissed… but if Brittany makes my mami happy then that's all that matters.
My name is Bella Lopez and I'm 17 years old and my mami has now been married for 6 years – yep 6 whole years and I wish I could say I lived the perfect family life … but that would be a complete and utter lie.
Ever since my mami got married everything's changed , the softness in her eyes when she used to look at me is gone all I'm left with is the cold hard looks she gives me … I don't know when she started to dislike me but whatever I can get on with it I'm strong enough to be on my own.
"Dinner!" Leo shouted … Leo is my step brother; I also have a step sister called Lara (twins and they are my age too) and well they're defiantly the favourite children in the household.
I make my way down the newly done staircase and take my unfortunate seat at the pinewood dinner table. Mami, opposite Leo; Brittany opposite Lara … leaving me on the end singled out as per usual.
"So Leo, Lara how was your day?" Mami asks them in a sweet caring tone.
"Great I am now head cheerleader" Lara shares excitedly
"I'm the quarterback what could be better?" Leo declares with a grin on his face … no one ever speaks to me so once again I'm left to my own thoughts basically wondering what I did wrong to make them dislike me so much… Both the twins aren't much better , throwing slushies' on me at school; getting people to kick the crap out of me … calling me a dyke when their own parents are lesbians to. I came out 4 years ago I'm not ashamed to be gay so all the talks and the looks they don't affect me but my family (or supposed to be family) do -
"Bella are you listening ... I said clear the table these two have had a long day" My mami says sternly I don't miss the idiota she mutters under her breath as I clear the plates. I wonder if I'd have been a cheerio like she wanted that she would have been proud of me- but let's not think about that because I have never and will never be one of those.
Just before I can leave the kitchen Brittany comes up behind me
"your dad will be here in 20 minutes" she says softly ; you see she has never really done anything to me Brittany … it's my mami and step siblings that's horrible not her … but I suppose she never stops it , or never tried to make an effort with me.
I make my way back upstairs and start to pack … god I hate this it's like I'm packing for my death one of these days I'm sure that I won't come back.
My dad engulfs me in a giant hug when I come down the stairs… but it's all for show and has been for a very very long time maybe one day he'll realise … maybe one day he'll love me again.
"Hey sweetie lets go" He says with an undertone of coldness/fakery that only I can recognise I know how tonight's going to end … the same way it always does when I'm around him.
As I get in the car I get flashbacks of when it all started.
Flashback to the night of the wedding
"listen darling … we can be a family again me you and mami all you have to do is help me ruin this wedding and get mami to think that Brittany cheated you can be my alibi; then daddy will be there for mami and we'll get back together again and be a family … what d'you say champ?" My dad asked eagerly.
"Daddy I can't do that … Britty makes mami happy and I want her to be happy I love her" I replied thoughtfully
"But you don't want daddy to be happy!" He shouted.
"Daddy you're scaring me" tears make their way down my innocent little face
"Maybe daddy should start to punish you for being naughty and not doing what he asks then!" He yells louder as he grabs me by the hair and starts punching me repeatedly in the ribs…
I shake myself out of my drowning memory's that still haunt me … I was a young girl back then, but he had done it ever since. The man that used to be my anchor, my best friend had been stolen and I miss him so much … I miss my parents; I miss being part of a family.
Maybe if I shut of my feelings it will be better, who says I have to feel anything … everything I love I loose anyway one way or another so maybe If I just stopped caring this would all go away and the pain, the loss , the constant hurting and I would be safe.
As I pull my overnight bag out the back of the car watching my dad speed off to the closest bar I cherish the few hours I have left before I relive the pain …
Later on after I have been beaten black and blue I realise that the newly formed huge deep bruises are just a physical representation of how I feel on the inside; battered, bruised and broken.
Basically I Bella Lopez have been sent to a life of imprisonment whether it be here, at home or at school and all of these people are just prison guards keeping me in line and trapping me into every prison cell they can find ready for my punishments to begin.
Hey guys just testing something out if you like it please review for me so I know whether to carry on ive had this in my head for a while and just wanted to try something new thanks and please R+R