Mr big shot's girl

Introduction

Isabella's POV

"Run, Isabella Run. Dont stop till you are far away from here ok."  mommy said very fast, "But mommy I don't wanna leave you, come with me please!"  "No, run, I love you more than anything so run for mommy, ok, I'll see you later ok?"  Mommy said, "Promise?" I asked. "Yes, Sweetheart."  I run and run as fast as my legs can take me, mommy promised she would come in a little while, so I can spend Christmas with her, daddy is in heaven, mommy always says she wants to go and meet him again. I miss him a lot. *Gunshots*. I stopped running and looked back. To see two very big men come near me. I run as fast as I can again hoping they don't catch me. Suddenly I feel them grab me, "Agghhh" I scream as they drag me through the forest. As I'm kicking and screaming I see mommy on the floor with red stuff around her head, and I don't know how, but I got out of the man's grip and run towards her. " Mommy!" I scream while trying to shake her awake. " Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!!" the man grabs me again as I try and get out of his grip. I have this red stuff all over me, I think its mommy's blood. Suddenly I'm thrown on the floor and...

I wake up drenched in sweat and breathing heavy. It's just another nightmare, they have been happening since I was 5, when I got abducted and lost my mother. oh, How rude of me I'm Isabella and I'm 17 turning 18 in October which is two months away. Well, that's enough about me now I have to go and get ready for school. I throw my legs off the side of the bed and begin to stand up, when I hear the horrid voice of my foster mother, "Isabella, get your ungrateful ass downstairs now, and make breakfast, I'm hungry!" Yeah, that's my life, I have to cook and clean for my foster family, like cinderella but without the happy ending, which consists of my foster mother and father as well as my foster brother, all of which treat me like shit. As I stand up and stretch my rib hurts, from last night, I really took a beating, No it wasn't from my Foster family, though they do beat me it wasn't from them, it was from my extracurricular activities.  

I hop into the shower for a quick shower before dressing in my school uniform. As I wander downstairs my foster mother gives me the ugliest look ever and when I mean ugly I mean, it makes a blobfish look pretty. She taps her foot, "Where is my breakfast?" she says with her awful high pitched voice. "Oh sorry, I forgot, I think you should just make it yourself, maybe it will teach you something, though I do hope you don't burn the house down trying to make toast, since its the only thing you know how to make," I say sassily. Suddenly I feel pain on my right cheek, she slapped me! I ball my fist to stop myself from punching and beating her. I walk straight out the house ignoring her horrid screams.

I walk al the way to school, putting my earphones in and listen to 'me, myself and I' by g-eazy. it's one of my favourite songs. As I approach the school I see the looks people give me, some with disgust and others with hatred. I'm mot the most liked person, but I don't care. I'm a miss know it all and gets high marks without trying but am not rewarded for it though, outside of school that is. As I walk into the school trying to make myself look smaller, 'how I wish I was invisible' I thought. Then I see her, satan herself.