Chapter 22
Bella's POV
I strip off my soaked clothes and throw them against the bathroom door in frustration. Damn him to think he can tell me what I'm going to do. A loud thump comes from the bathroom door. "You got ten minutes to get washed up or I'm coming in there to clean you up the hard way." Dom demands.
"You are such a jerk Dom. Kiss my ass I'm not going. I'll just sit in this tub until I prune up." The door bursts open and he storms in. "Dominic I'm naked." I try my best to cover up then I notice that his eyes are closed. "Get out now."
"Shut up you spoiled brat. Isabella just cause you're the baby doesn't mean you get to pout and get your way anymore. Mom and Dad let you get by with murder and they created a monster. You'll listen to me now. I'm tired of the bullshit pity party you're throwing for yourself. No one feels sorry for you anymore. Get off your ass and walk or I'm putting you in a home so someone else can wipe your ass."
"Fuck you Dom. How do you know what I can and cannot do?"
"I know that you can do anything you put your mind to. Here this might motivate you. If you don't at least try to get better I'm taking Aria away from you."
I can feel the blood rushing to my face and my temper boiling over, "You can't take my baby."
Dom grabs me by the chin and forces me to look at him, "I can and I will. You're not even a mother to her anymore. When was the last time you did anything for that baby? Jesse does everything. He feeds her, bathes her, puts her to bed every night. Hell, Bella he even brings her to work with him. She is never out of his sight. All you think of is yourself."
I push him away, "You're wrong Dom. I love my baby and I think of her every minute of every day."
"Prove it. Clean yourself up and go to the therapy. Try to walk for her cause Bella she's growing up fast and you're missing it." He walks from the room and slams the door behind him.
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Dom's POV
"You're missing it." I want to smack her so bad right now. I walk out of the room and slam the door. My fist flies through the wall opposite the bathroom. Bella is wasting her life away and no matter what I say or do she won't change. Filled with anger I bolt down the stairs and out the door to cool off. Letty walks over to me and puts her arms around my neck. I lift her from the ground and place my head on her shoulder. After a few moments of silence we pull apart and I place her back on the ground. She leads me back into the house and onto the couch. "You can't force her Dom. No matter how badly any of us would like to beat sense into her dumb ass, we can't force her to do anything."
"That's just it Let. If that's what it takes, I'll do it. If I have to drag her by her hair to the doctor I will."
A faint voice calls from the top of the stairs, "Can somebody, anybody please help me? How long do I have to yell for someone to hear me?" Lying at the top of the stairs is Bella fully dressed, but only slightly dried off. "I yelled for you to help me for ten minutes and then I just gave up. I dressed myself."
"Knew you could do it." I growl.
"Asshole. You are such an asshole."
Letty and I both laugh at Bella. "Are you done pouting so we can get going?"
"Yes." She rolls her eyes and reaches up for me to pick her up. I throw her over my shoulder gently and head out the door to the therapy office.
Bella's POV
I strip off my soaked clothes and throw them against the bathroom door in frustration. Damn him to think he can tell me what I'm going to do. A loud thump comes from the bathroom door. "You got ten minutes to get washed up or I'm coming in there to clean you up the hard way." Dom demands.
"You are such a jerk Dom. Kiss my ass I'm not going. I'll just sit in this tub until I prune up." The door bursts open and he storms in. "Dominic I'm naked." I try my best to cover up then I notice that his eyes are closed. "Get out now."
"Shut up you spoiled brat. Isabella just cause you're the baby doesn't mean you get to pout and get your way anymore. Mom and Dad let you get by with murder and they created a monster. You'll listen to me now. I'm tired of the bullshit pity party you're throwing for yourself. No one feels sorry for you anymore. Get off your ass and walk or I'm putting you in a home so someone else can wipe your ass."
"Fuck you Dom. How do you know what I can and cannot do?"
"I know that you can do anything you put your mind to. Here this might motivate you. If you don't at least try to get better I'm taking Aria away from you."
I can feel the blood rushing to my face and my temper boiling over, "You can't take my baby."
Dom grabs me by the chin and forces me to look at him, "I can and I will. You're not even a mother to her anymore. When was the last time you did anything for that baby? Jesse does everything. He feeds her, bathes her, puts her to bed every night. Hell, Bella he even brings her to work with him. She is never out of his sight. All you think of is yourself."
I push him away, "You're wrong Dom. I love my baby and I think of her every minute of every day."
"Prove it. Clean yourself up and go to the therapy. Try to walk for her cause Bella she's growing up fast and you're missing it." He walks from the room and slams the door behind him.
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Dom's POV
"You're missing it." I want to smack her so bad right now. I walk out of the room and slam the door. My fist flies through the wall opposite the bathroom. Bella is wasting her life away and no matter what I say or do she won't change. Filled with anger I bolt down the stairs and out the door to cool off. Letty walks over to me and puts her arms around my neck. I lift her from the ground and place my head on her shoulder. After a few moments of silence we pull apart and I place her back on the ground. She leads me back into the house and onto the couch. "You can't force her Dom. No matter how badly any of us would like to beat sense into her dumb ass, we can't force her to do anything."
"That's just it Let. If that's what it takes, I'll do it. If I have to drag her by her hair to the doctor I will."
A faint voice calls from the top of the stairs, "Can somebody, anybody please help me? How long do I have to yell for someone to hear me?" Lying at the top of the stairs is Bella fully dressed, but only slightly dried off. "I yelled for you to help me for ten minutes and then I just gave up. I dressed myself."
"Knew you could do it." I growl.
"Asshole. You are such an asshole."
Letty and I both laugh at Bella. "Are you done pouting so we can get going?"
"Yes." She rolls her eyes and reaches up for me to pick her up. I throw her over my shoulder gently and head out the door to the therapy office.