God daughter

Isabella Parker, (doesn't like to be called Bella) has a hard life. She only has one parent (her dad), has an average grade of a C and doesn't have any close friends. She's not bullied by one person, she's bullied by the whole school. What happens when the worst thing possible happens? What happens when her life totally switches gears. Will things work out or will crash and burn? Will she survive this change or will she run away? Read it to find out......... This IS a Justin Bieber fan fic!


21. They Don't Know My Story

Justin's POV

Man Isabella looks so hot with her booty shorts and tank top.

I watched as she walked into the living room. Honestly I don't like that her and Drew have a thing, jealousy isn't really the word that describes my emotions. It's more like uncomfortable, because I'm not supposed to feel this way about Isabella and it's also put me in a weird spot.

I follow Isabella into the living room and sat down on the couch with her.

"It's Friday." I sighed after that long week. "Don't you have some big party to go to?" I asked hoping she'd say no.

"Yeah right." She said sarcastically and rolled her eyes. I'm taking that as a no, she doesn't have a big party to attended.

"Why do you say it like that?" I asked narrowing my eyes.

She looked over at me and shrugged her shoulders with a sad expression on her face.

"Idonknow? It's just that no body likes me, or has a least given me a chance to intro-douse myself. They all just judge me and think they know who I am because I live with you." She got choked up a little. "They don't know my story." She said quietly looking away.

She sounds so peaceful and harmless, I almost feel like crying, but then I also feel like punching in anybody's face that makes her feel like this.

"I don't know your story." I said softly to her. It's true, all I know is her name, her age and that both of her parents died.

She looked over at me with a tear forming in her left eye...weird, that's the same eye that I tear up in first.

Izzy's POV

"They don't know my story." I said quietly and then looked away. A tear started to form in my left eye.

Don't cry Isabella.

"I don't know your story." I heard Justin say.

I turned to look at him, his eyes were so soft and comforting...they would make any girl melt. And that's what I did, I melted.

I began to tell the story of my life.


A/N: really short chapter I know, but the next one will be a bit longer... So keep reading!!! 😘😘😘💕 ILYSM


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