I sat in my room, getting ready for school. one Direction quietly going through my speakers. I don't have much but i do have a little radio and all the one direction CD's. They are my heros, literally.
"Isabelle!?" A voice boomed through the house. It was Mark. I don't want to go see him but i know if i dont my punishment will be ten times worse. My heart is pounding out of my chest as i slowly walk down to the living room. When i see his face i automatically cringe. This is my life. The life that consists of an abusive foster family, and foster sister that hates my guts, and getting bullied everyday at school.
"Yes?" I asked far from him, if i got to close he'd easily hit me for no reason.
"Did you fucking do this?" He asked before showing me a small bruise on Jenna's arm.
"N-no sir i don't know how that got there." I said truthfully. He calls me a liar before pushing me on the ground, hitting me repetitively.
"we will finish this after school." He whispered as he got off me.
I started walking to school as Mark drove Jenna. I hate them both, why did my parents give me up? I wish they didn't and i wonder how my life would be if they didn't. i would probably have nice clothes, not self harm myself, or go through so much abuse and bullying. When im 18 and out of this hell hole i will find them and I will show them what happened to me.
I got to school and made my way in immediate wish the day was over. Everyone kept looking at me and whispering. No one really talked to me, except these 4 guys that torture me daily. I wish they knew about what happens at 'home' and i wonder if they did if they would stop with the bullying. Probably not.
"well isn't it Isabelle." Someones says. I turn to see Jordan and his group. Tears started to form in my eyes but i quickly look away. He can't see me cry. He can't see me broken. It will just make things worse. No one here knows how screwed up i am. They see me as the quiet innocent type and that's why im bullied. No one knows i cut and no one knows about my foster home. Im just the easy target that everyone sees.
They pull me aside throwing me into a janitors closet. One by one they all started hitting me, kicking, and throwing insults leaving their spit in my face. I cried more and more until they left leaving me in there almost lifeless. I'm gonna do it. I slowly got up off the floor before running out of the building. I stopped running as soon as i got out. I was already out of breath. That is what shows me how fat and useless i am. slowly, I walked to a bridge. It was a fairly little bridge but the drop was far. I climbed over the little fence and just as i was about to jump I hear someone.
"C'mon mate stop." I laughed at Niall as he kept eating my favorite crisps. I quickly grabbed the before running to the front of the bus where paul was. He just sat there laughing at us. I shoved some in my mouth as i looked out the front windshield.
"Paul look." I say as i point out a girl climbing over the bridge fence.
"Pull over." I say.
"Harry we can-"
"Paul pull over!" i yelled. He did as i said and i ran off the bus, the boys following me off but not going with me. As i got closer to her i noticed her crying.
"Stop!" I yelled making her turn her head. She was really pretty even with tears running down her face. I walked over to the fence and notice her face expression turn, maybe she notices who i am. I looked down to see how far the drop is, all the bottom consists of is rock.
"Love don't do this." I say only the fence is separating us.
"You wouldn't care if i jumped no one would, especially Harry Styles."
"You don't know that." I said hoping to change her mind.
"Yes i do." She says as she looks down to the shallow water beneath her. I climbed over the fence and stood next to her. This is the craziest thing ive ever done and I can hear paul in the background telling me to get out of there. She look surprised as i do this action. I grab her hand.
"What are you doing?" She asked in surprise.
"You jump, I jump."