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"Isabel pay attention!" my mother snapped.
"Mm…" I muttered, removing my chin from resting on my hand to look at her. Her hair was in a tight dark brown bun that looked like it was if it was any tighter it would squeeze her brain out. Her dress was an ugly brown color. It was so boring to look at I might fall asleep after looking at for a while. My mother hated everything interesting, and imagination. The whole house was boring colors that were dull. She wanted everything spotless and normal. My mother wanted nothing but the best and wouldn't take anything less. We were sitting at the dinner table. She was discussing matters that need to be attended to and her favorite topic criticizing me. I tried to listen but then the rain falling down the window from the storm caught my attention.
"You would know what I was saying if you were paying attention, as I was saying before. Tomorrow morning you must look presentable and hold all that nonsense inside. The Duke is coming along with his son, Marcus, you know him." Yeah I know him. I could use some very … colorful creative way to describe him. All that would get me in trouble with my mother and disrespect the Duke but more anger Marcus.
"You know dear that we are going bankrupt." I'm not going to sugar coat it because you didn't. It's your fault that we are, spending insanely amount of money just for a portrait of yourself, remodeling the drawing room and front and back yard. I didn't say it out loud but I knew it was true and so did she.
"I have good news to why the Duke is coming. Marcus wants to have your hand in marriage." She was going to continue but I stood up quickly. The chair I was sitting in rocked backwards with force.
"Why in the bloody hell would he want to marry me?!" I said. My mother straightened up and scowled.
"Don't you ever curse in front me again, young lady." She said. I ignored her.
"I don't want to marry him. He's infuriating. I will never in my life marry him. I don't even love him. " I replied. She was standing now also.
"It has already been decided. There is no such thing as love Isabel its time you learn that. You will marry him even if I have to pull you by your hair down the aisle." She said the tone in her voice was finally and no changing her mind.
I looked at her straight in the eyes and said, "I hate you. You may be my mother by blood but you aren't my mother and you will have to drag me to that horrid wedding." She stormed over face to me and slapped me clean across the face. I was willing to bet that in left an imprint of her hand on me. I felt tears out of the coroner of my eyes from the pain. I looked at her with hatred and ran out of the dining room.
I ran through the front door and into the pouring rain. Thunder and Lightning was shacking the sky, rain soaking my dark purple dress. I ran into the forest hearing my god forsaken mother yelling after me. I ran stumbling in my heeled boots. It had gotten to the point where I leaned against a tree and tore them off my feet. I left them there and keep running as if I could fly away and leave this place forever. My chocolate brown hair was falling out of its place that was being held by pens that itched my head every day I wore them, dress clinging to my body. I ran for what it felt like hours when I tripped over a tree root. I lifted myself up and gasped. Surrounded by tree roots was a black hole.
"Isabel!" I heard servants from my house call for me.
I wasn't going to go back. Not free willingly anyway. The calls for me sounded closer. I looked around and my eyes fell on the black hole. What enforced me to decide what I did was either from not wanting to be caught and be dragged home or I wanted to end my life, but I do know that it was probably the best decision in my life. I pulled myself to the hole and swung my legs over the side. I looked at the roaring sky, hoping that the place I was now going was better than this one, and then back at the hole. I took a deep breath and fell tumbling down into blackness.
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