Meet Isabela Sienna Hermantè Ferrari. The first girl in all seven generations of the Ferrari Heritage. Once known as a bubbly, sweet, adorable and sassy little 6 year old. She had the most beautiful eyes and a smile that could brighten up even the d...
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Flashback
my 7year old self slowly walked down the stairs after mommy opened the door and told me to come eat, it's been 3days since she locked me in my room with no food or water. She said I was being a bad girl . I don't know what I did but mommy said I deserve it.
I quietly followed behind making sure to keep up with her not wanting her to get mad for my slow pace. she walked into the kitchen with me trying to figure out what I did now. She sat at the tiny table in the kitchen. I stood there not knowing what to do? Do I sit too or is this one of her games that are not fun at all.
"Sit" she ordered kicking the chair a little so I could sit. She didn't look happy at all I quickly nodded sitting down making sure my head was down I don't want her to hit me again, mommy said she doesn't like the colour of my eyes they remind her of someone she didn't like.
I could feel her eyes on me but I know better than to look up. "So since you've been good I've decided to cook you something" she muttered pushing some type of plate in my direction. "it's your favourite" she told me. my eyes widen slightly "Y-you did? " I asked my voice coming out small. "What did I say about that fucking s-stuttering" she mocked seeming on the edge already. I took a deep breath biting my inside cheek "I'm sorry" I replied. She hummed in disapproval and I knew it's just a matter of time before she gets really mad. "I made it with love baby eat up" she said I swiftly looked up to see her smiling but I didn't miss the look in her eyes.
One I've become too familiar with I know that look and it never means good things. "What?, are you deaf now too" she gritted out. I shook my head lifting the spoon taking a bite chewing slowly. it's not so bad I thought eating more.
"I got something for you." She said taking out her phone I quickly glanced up to see her smiling widely at it.
"It's a gift from your Dad." She said my head snapped up so quick I swear I got whiplashed.
"M-my Dad?" I asked shockingly.
"No Jesus, the fuck did I just say?" She raised a brow.
"Sorry." I apologize clearing my throat.
"Right, here you are enjoy." She said placing the phone infront of me pressing the play button.
'Happy birthday, happy birthday happy birthday to you. Hip hip hurray, hip hip Hurray!! " Dad and the boys cheered as the 8 year old blew out his birthday candles.
"Diego." I mumbled quietly.
"Do you see that?" Mommy asked."You've been crying to see your dad and he couldn't even care less about you." She said making tsk sounds with her tongue.
'Wow Daddy I love it, this is so cool thank you." Little Diego beamed at his new race car.
'Anything for you son." He smiled ruffling up Deo's hair. 'Dad! You're ruining my swoosh." He groaned smoothing out his hair. 'My bad.' Dad chuckled at Diego."Go on it's happening' Dad urged.
