I Will Possess Your Heart.
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StoryNote: This story is twisted I wouldn't say big time but I also wouldn't say its innocent love. DarkWard.
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Chapter 2.
Let it not be true. The girl begged in her mind. She could not forget such horrific event the night before, sure she may have drank a couple of alcoholic drinks but her mind was still sharp to remember. Now she regretted ever drinking those jello shots her best friend Elise kept giving her. Isabella knew something was very wrong with Elise that night, she acted very strange. It was more strange that she had tried getting Isabella drunk. The girl knew it was on propose, Elise knew better than to get both of them in trouble so the question was why? why had she done that?
Extreme pounding in the little girls head annoyed her greatly. This is what you get for drinking too much alcohol. She scolded herself. Isabella very slowly opened her eyes, blinking often from the light shining through the window. She eyed the room gagging internally from the sight she was seeing. This has to be a joke. The room was nauseating. Looking down at the bed she was lying in, her eyes widened, mouth parted, body shaken. It looked to be like the bed she has in her room at her parents house. Strawberry scented beddings, pictures of Hello Kitty hand sewn by her grandmother. How…how did this beautiful bed get in this uncivilized place?
She swung her legs on the edge of the bed looking down at the dirty floor first. I will not step in that dirty floor. She looked under on the right side of the bed first then onto the left side as she did not find any footwear. To Isabella's surprise she found the heels Elise had bribed her into wearing. A new copy of Romeo and Juliet was worth wearing this death trap sandals.
Isabella studied the heels then her ankles and feet. Huh, no injuries? This was a 4 inch heels and she did not break any bones in her body? What a miracle! Just looking at the sandals Isabella could already see a disaster forming. She may not have broken anything but her feet was sore. She reluctantly put on the sandals making sure they're strapped in her ankles tight.
Elise better not be playing games on me again. Isabella held onto the bed for support as she wobbled. Oh my…how will I get to the other side of the room? If I walk in these heels I will surely trip and hurt myself. She moved her feet one by one, right after the other. She held her hands out for balance. Okay, deep breaths keep walking you can do this. If anyone was here to witness her walking like this the they would have laugh at her. It was ridiculous how she walked, Isabella admit. It is a flat floor and she was afraid to tripped, typical thinking. The injuries she has gotten from tripping carelessly was embarrassing to think about.
For instance when Isabella was four years old she tripped on her way down the stairs she broke her right leg, her thumb and wrist. Just by a single fall. Humiliated was the word to described how she felt.
Isabella felt nervous. She does not want to open the door, afraid she might find something horrible. She held onto the door knob tightly then turned it slowly. The room was dirty! The furnitures were old looking, the smell was upsetting and depressing. How did I ever get in this place? There was a chair with a small laptop on top. Isabella cautiously walked to the laptop.
There was a sticky note on the screen.
Touch a key.
Isabella touch the space bar then backed away as if it was a bomb. Word pad appeared on the screen.
Isabella I know you must be confused as to why you are here and I am sorry for not being there. I cleaned up the place as best as I could but it was no use, you do not belong in this filthy place, sweetheart but it was the only place I could find at 3 o'clock in the morning. There is food in the kitchen, drink orange juice and water stay dehydrated and eat lots of fruit. Do not be shy, take anything you want. There is clothes in the bathroom you can change into I will be back in a hour.
-Love Edward.
Oh my. Who is this Edward? A thought popped in mind. What if Isabella had lost her virginity to him? Oh no, no, no, no, no!
Moving quickly to the front door she held onto the door knob and twisted it. What in gods name is going on? The door will not opened. Using both of her hands she tried prying the door open, it was no use. Isabella banged her fists as hard as she could.
Isabella was doomed.
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