Isabella

I was standing in the elevator of Gal's fighter club. Again.

I had to find a way to stop my mind with overthinking about this whole situation and I found myself at the door of my boxing club I already went to this morning.

'Kiara is not Kiara.'

What the hell is that suppose to mean? It sounds to me like someone is saying math isn't math. Well technically math is for some people dead, for others life. Okay, bad example.

Its like saying food isn't food. Like it literally makes no fucking sense.

I think I'm actually going mad-

The doors of the elevator opens and I see a confused Nikos in front of me.

"Isabella? What are you doing here? I could swear I saw you this morning." He said confused

"I was here this morning, doesn't mean it stops me from coming now." I said, passing him. He turns around and followed me.

"You okay there kid?" He asked, walking next to me.

"Are you free right now?" I asked while I suddenly stopped walking.

"Uhm, yeah why?" He said still confused.

"I need to clear my head and the only way to do that is with- "

"Training. Don't worry, I got you covered." He said. "Let me just finish this and we'll start. You ready for your first 90 minutes of training?" He asked.

"Fuck yeah."

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"Alright, punch faster Isabella! Faster! Don't be a weak one and punch faster!" Nikos yelled from the side as I punched the punching ball.

"I AM PUNCHING FASTER IDIOT!" I yelled back.

"Did I ask for an answer? Faster Isabella!"

I stopped talking and put all my energy in my moves and strength. I started going faster, and harder. Punch after punch became stronger and stronger. I felt myself improve and for the first time in days I felt a truly bliss.

I did something. I improved.

The bliss soon turned back into sorrow, anger, irritation, sadness and confusing.

Kiara and Logan making me weak, the two persons that broke me in more ways I thought I could. Punch punch

My family that keeps breaking my trust. Punch punch

"Isabella."

That stupid DNA-test. Punch punch

The voice messages. Punch punch

"Isabella, that's okay."

The stupid confusing letter. Punch punch

Kiara is not Kiara bullshit. Punch punch

"Isabella, enough!"

The grumpies hurting me more then I would want to. Punch punch

The damn trail with that stupid lawyer. Punch punch.

"Isabella!" Nikos yelled and I stepped away from the punching ball like it was on fire.

"Sorry." I whispered.

"It's nothing. We all lose ourselves in our emotions once in a while." He said. "Look, I don't think you noticed it, but when you were punching a few minutes ago, your form, your hooks, your strength, it was amazing. I want you to let everything that has been bothering you go. I'll film you punching and when you have time, take a look at the video. I think it will be a great way to learn really fast. You already know how to box Isabella, you just need to learn from yourself."

"That actually sounds like a good idea." I breathed out.

"Alright, let me get my phone, I'll film you, let everything go on that punching ball Isabella." He said before he walked away and came back after a while.

He stood a little further and placed his phone against a water bottle. He then came closer where he stood first.

"Off you go kid." He said and I turned my attention to the punching ball again.

Let everything go.

I need to let everything go.

And so I did.

I thought about many things, because let's face it. A lot of things happened in my life that still bothered me.

My father and I being separated. Then he dies and I don't remember a thing about him. Punch punch

The years of mental abuse of my mother. Punch punch

The years of physical abuse of Logan. Punch punch

All the bullies at home, laughing at me. Punch punch.

The whole drama before I moved in with my brothers. Punch punch.

Rodrigo being a pain in the ass. Punch punch

All of them crushing my trust by drugging me. Punch punch

The twins saying they're not my siblings in front of their whole year. Punch punch

Lisa. Punch punch

The twins lying and me having to walk all the way back home. Punch punch

Lorenzo not trusting me. Punch punch

The damn mother fricking trial. Punch punch

That cop that said 'we found multiple samples of Isabella's blood what possibly points to child abuse'. Punch punch

They actually take it into the trail. Punch punch

School. Punch punch

The damn nightmares and everything Logan and my 'mother' gave me. Punch punch

Rocco and his boy band being a pain in the behind. Punch punch

The letter. Punch punch

And most of all, that damn DNA-test. Punch punch punch punch

I stopped, I started to catch my breath and placed my hands on my knees.

"Isabella, you were fantastic! That was amazing! I have almost no improvements to say. Watch the video, learn from it and we'll work further from that. 215 push ups and then again." He said and I didn't waist a moment.

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"Nice job kid, I'll see you Monday on our next training!" Nikos waved.

"Probably sooner weirdo!" I yelled back.

Nikos and I have quite bonded over the past hour and thirty minutes. Honestly, I thought he was a little scary and a little suspicious when we first met, but he looks like a cool guy. I have a good gut feeling.

"Oh and take a shower! I can smell you from here!" He yelled

"Oh go screw a banana weirdo!" I yelled back and rolled my eyes when I heard his laughter. I'm happy you find it funny old weirdo.

I stepped into the female showers, not wanting to be sweaty for the dinner I had with uncle Romolo. I checked my phone and I had forty-five minutes to shower, change and go back to Katie's. Damn, that's going to be hard.

My phone light up and I saw a text from Katie that she and her mom are waiting downstairs. I decided to still shower here, I mean it's free and that way Crystal won't have to pay extra just for me.

I took a rushed shower and put on some comfy clothes I brought. It was a grey turtleneck with long sleeves and a small golden necklace from Primark. Gotta love Primark people. I also wore a small watch and some beige sweat pants. Some black Vans and we're ready to go.



I walked to the elevator, looking at my phone and texting Katie I was coming down. Suddenly I bumped into a strong wall and landed on my ass. I looked up and my eyes went big.

It was an actual wall.

"I hate to break it to you, but that's not train station 9 3/4." A deep voice behind me said. I turned around and met the mesmerizing blue eyes that belonged to Calix.

"Very funny." I said with a small smile. Gotta love people who can make a HP reference.

Then I remembered I was still on the ground as he held out his hand. I declined his offer and stood up by myself and dusted of the imagined dust off of me.

"You know, when a man tries to be a gentlemen, you should take the offer." He said with a teasing smile.

"I think it's more a boy than a man." I shrugged with a small smile. "And key word, tries."

He let out a small chuckle and I swear I felt in love with that sound.

"A boy huh? I'm pretty sure I can beat up every boy you know." He said as he took a step closer.

"I don't know any boys. Just fourteen idiots with two balls and a penis, your point?" I raised an eyebrow and he laughed.

God, how I want to keep listening to that sound.

"I thought you had five brothers and ten cousins. Doesn't that make fifteen?" He said jokingly.

"Yes, but Emilio's cool, so we're keeping him out of this."

"Sounds fair." He shrugged.

"Although, I am concerned you know how many cousins and brothers I have. Do I smell a stalker?" I started sniffing around and he reacted with a full laugh, closing his eyes and shaking his head while doing so.

"Who knows? But no, your brother had business with us in the past and I picked up a thing or two. Besides, are you okay? You really went for that wall." He said while demonstrating how I 'went for the wall'.

"Ha ha, very funny. I'm good, nothing I can't handle." I smiled. "But shouldn't you be training? I'm sure you still have a lot to do."

"Are you saying I still have a lot to learn about boxing?" He said while faking a hurt expression.

"I would never!" I said in a dramatic way.

"You should check that pretty little head out, I think you broke something while trying to go to Hogwarts. You just mistaken me by you." He said with one eyebrow raised.

"Hey! I'm not that bad for a newbie." I said fast.

"I know." He said calmly

That's when our conversation felt quiet and the awkward silence began. Dear god.

"So, I need to... uhm go?" I said unsure.

Really Isabella? Where did your pride go?

"You sound unsure?" He asked while laughing softly.

"I know!" I said confused and we both started laughing. "But I seriously need to go. It was nice talking to you, Calix." I said with a small smile.

"I'll see you around little Castillo." He said and I smiled softly at him.

I turned around and went now in the actual elevator. I looked up when the doors were closing and we locked eyes. I saw a small smile on his lips and I returned the small gesture. Then the doors of the elevator closed and I let out a big breath.

Holy shit.

He actually talked to me.

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"I'm having a difficult client, you can already go to the address, I'll see you as soon as I can little one."

That's what Romolo texted me ten minutes ago. Hence why I was standing outside a huge, expensive looking building. Taking a deep breath I walked in with confidence.

As I was walking, people looked weird at me. I got it people, the outfit wasn't helping.

I took a deep breath once I arrived at the reception.

"Hey, I got a table with Romolo Castillo. Could you please show it to me?" I asked politely. "I'm Isa-"

"I don't care, go back home little girl. This isn't a place for you." The man said rudely.

Neither it is for you but here we are.

"Please sir I-"

"Are you deaf? I said leave!" He said angry.

"But sir-"

"That's it! Security!" He yelled.

"Sir, for God's sake-" I started angry before I was grabbed by four strong arms.

Oh hell nah.

I punched them off of me and walked back to the man who was so rude to me. He was looking at me in shock, everyone was.

Great, everyone's looking, just great.

"You know what, I've had a pretty bad day, and I was going to enjoy dinner with my uncle, but no! So let's call my uncle, shall we?" I spitted out.

"Boss has an important dinner with one of his family members and wished not to be disturbed. I'd like to see your uncle do anything. " He said confidently. I just rolled my eyes and pressed Romolo's number.

As I was waiting more security came up and they all lifted me up.

"Hey! Put me down! For god's sake I'm going to punch someone!" I said struggling against them. They managed to put me down on the street. Well more thrown but oh well.

I wasn't Kim Possible, I couldn't fight nine hug men all at once.

"Isabella? Everything's okay?" The trusted voice of Romolo rang in my ears and for one second I was about to break down in tears, telling him there's only so much I can handle, but I took a deep breath and turned it into anger. Well tried.

"Okay? Nothing is okay! I've had the worst day in years, then I looked forward to this dinner with my uncle, only to be literally thrown at the street by security!" I sighed and before Romolo could say anything I continued. "I'm going home, uncle. I don't have the strength nor the will power to fight another battle today. Thanks for the offer." I said.

"Isabella wait! Don't you dare to hang up the phone! I'm already on my way, will you be fine for the following ten minutes?" He asked worried.

"It's freezing outside Romolo, I'm not dressed." I said, the cold already affecting my voice.

"Get back inside, you only have to last ten more minutes, then more minutes little one." he pleaded. "Please, I don't want you to get sick because of my staff."

"I'll try." I whispered in a weak voice.

"That's my girl. I'll be there shortly Isabella, hang on." He said and cut the line.

Only ten more minutes, Isabella, you can do that.

I walked back to the door, but before I could push it open, security pushed the door closed.

"Go home brat!" The man at the reception yelled.

Well, I tried.

I slid down the door in defeat.

I simply have no energy left in me. The information about Kiara was just too much.

And there's only so much a fifteen year old can take.

DNA-test, betrayal from my whole family except three, sudden changes like moving with Katie, the letter, my father, the trial. But that's the limit. The information about Kiara was just the break point.

Yet, I can't seem to let water out of my eyes. I simply can't. I want to, trust me. I want to let it all out, show the mirror I've been string for too damn long. But I just- can't.

"Isabella!" Someone yelled out, I looked up and saw that Romolo was just driving by and he was screaming through his window. "Thank god you're still here, what are you doing outside little one?" He stepped out of his car and crouched down to my level.

"I tried, I really tried but they didn't even let me open the damn door." I said with a tired expression.

"Shit, you're freezing Isabella. Diego! Get me that hoodie!" He yelled to his car. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Isabella, meet my driver, Diego. Diego, my niece Isabella." He said as a man approached us.

"Of course you have a driver." I whispered but Romolo heard as he was chuckling.

"Pull it on, it'll warm you up. Thank you Diego."

Damn, that hoodie is comfy and it smells like him. Why is it that men hoodies are so comfortable?

"No problem, sir. Nice to meet you Isabella." He gave me a sweet smile.

"Same here, Diego." I gathered my strength and gave him a weak smile.

(Poor kid, she doesn't deserve this.) "Povera ragazza, lei non se lo merita." Diego sighed.

(She really doesn't.) "Lei davvero no." Romolo sighed as he smiled softly at me.

"Uncle?" I whispered.

"Yes, darling?" He said softly.

"I'm hungry."

Romolo and Diego chuckled.

"Let's get you some food then." He said as he picked me up.

"Nooo, I want to walk." I said in a tired voice.

"You're exhausted, little one, let me carry you." He sighed.

"But I want to see their reactions."

"Fine." He chuckled.

He opened the door, still hiding me behind his back.

"B-boss! Good evening. Your company hasn't arrived yet-" The man's eyes went wide when Romolo took a step aside so they could see me. I ignored my exhaustion and put on a confident look.

"As I tries to tell you, I have a dinner with my uncle. The name's Isabella. Isabella Castillo." I said confidently.

"Now, James-" He grabbed James by the collar and tighten his grab on him.

A name that begins with a J, I should have know.

"- My niece told me you handled her... rudely. Is that true?" He said. Not asked, said. "Don't answer that, I already know the answer." He said and he took a step back.

"Oh, by the way. If you didn't get it, you're fired."He said coldly. "As for everyone else, Isabella will be treated like you treat me. Or you can say goodbye to your jobs." He said before whispered something is James' ears what made him go pale and then led me to the private aria.

"Thanks, but wasn't that too much?" I asked him once we were alone.

"Nothing is too much for my precious little one." He said while kissing my forehead.

"Let's take a seat." He said, pointing to a cute little corner with fluffy sofas that were linked to a table. There were pleads and fluffy pillows.

"Are you trying to let me fall asleep?" I asked and he chuckled.

"If you want to, you're allowed to sleep Isabella. I own this restaurant, as my niece you can do whatever you want." I smiled. "Come on."

He picked me up and made a small little bed with the pillows and one blanket while holding me in one arm. Then he placed me on top of it and tugged me in with another soft blanket.

"Now, what would you like." He gave me a menu and it was clear as I wanted to get.

"I want to try the Italian specialties of the chef with water." I said happily. Then I saw the prize and my eyes went wide.

"No, no, get me the uhm... kid lasagna." It was the cheapest.

"Don't you dare to chose the cheapest, I'm the owner. Don't worry about prizes and even if I wasn't the owner it wouldn't matter. Italian specialties of the chef it is. Are you sure you don't want anything else than water?" He asked.

"Nope, I'm good."

"Alright then." He placed down his menu and scooped closer to me.

He placed me with pillow bed and blanket in his lap.

"Sleep, little one. I'll wake you when the food is here." He said as he started to play with my hair.

As I closed my eyes it didn't even take a minute for me to fall asleep, safe and sound in the arms of the one and only meanie.

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"Okay, I'm coming to this restaurant on a daily base." I said what made Romolo chuckle.

"I'm glad you like it, little one." He said with a small smile.

"Like it? I love it! How did you even start a restaurant here when you live in Italy?" I asked.

"I have restaurants all over the world, Isabella. Just like Lorenzo and your uncle Luigi. They own this place too, it's a family business what means whatever is mine is theirs, whatever is theirs is mine." He explained.

"How big are we talking?" I asked curious.

"Big most of our things are in Italy, Spain and The United States. We have a total of 9426 places all around the world, including bars, clubs, hotels and restaurants and one mall." He said.

"Holy shit, you guys own a mall?" I said with wide eyes.

"In Italy, close to our home, yes." He smiled while taking another bite of his spaghetti. "I'll take you one day." He smiled at me.

"You're like a dad." Breathed out.

"What?" He said shocked.

"I- uhm, well, I- I never knew my dad. And well, I don't know, I have this fatherly feeling when I'm with you. It's nice." I said, looking down.

He took my chin and lifted it up. "You have no idea how much that means to me little one. Your dad would've loved you, I'm sorry you don't remember him." He looked at me sadly.

"Maybe it's better that way. As cold as it sounds, in that way I don't have to grief. Yes, it saddens me that I never really got to spend time with him, but I would be way more devastated if I had known him and he would be gone." I said in one breath.

"I understand, would it help if I show you some photo's I got from you two?"

"You have?" I said hopefully.

"I do." He smiled at me.

He got out his phone and scrolled way down to an album

There were lots of photo's they got from when it was just me and my brothers. The one when we have a movie night, one when I was sleeping at the plane when I came down here, one when I was playing games with the twins in my second flight, when I had my trial.

A video of me dancing with Matteo and Emilio in the kitchen before they drugged me, one when I had my first ice cream with Lorenzo. One when I was drawing with my back to the camera, one when I was sliding down the stares with my mattress. One when I was practicing football and so much more stuff I didn't even know they filmed or photographed.

Then there were photo's when the whole family arrived. Our first meal together, me and grandma making cookies, lots of pictures when we went to the beach and the waterfall. When I was running away from the meanies, one when I was sleeping with Luca and Cayden. One when I was posing with Sergio and Cameron, me in the middle and they with their backs to me, the three of us crossing our arms and a duck face with sunglasses.

One where Riccardo used two watermelons as boobies and I used two lemons while Matteo and Sergio were laughing in the background. One where I was gaming on Emilio's lap while he fed me natcho's and the grumpies loosing the game. One where I jumped on grandpa's back, one where I was lifted up by uncle Luigi and laughing in the air while uncle Romolo laughed, and the last one was with aunt Sofia and aunt Angelina when we were having a little karaoke.

I forgot about all those good times. Because of their huge mistake, I forgot how happy I was with them. How happy I was with my family. Yes, they screwed up on another level, but they still are my family. In that moment I knew I would be able to forgive them one day, because you always forgive the people you love.

Then Romolo showed five photos with a man that looked a lot like me holding a baby with a pink little blanket.

Dad...

"He was a wreck when you were gone. Even I couldn't calm him down. He loved you with his whole heart, all of us did." He sighed.

"I never thought I would lose a triplet, but I did. The worst part is that I can't imagine coming home for so long and hearing your father you never really met is dead. Knowing you see me as the closest thing you have to a dad, is worth so much more than everything else in this world." He said.

When he saw I wasn't emotionally capable to form an answer, he continued.

"He loved you so much Isabella, he even renamed his best selling restaurant after you when you were gone. Isabella's place in Italy, the best business we have. I wished I could bring him back Isabella. Just so he could hug you one more time and see that you're alive and well." He said.

"So do I meanie, so do I."

"Was the food alright?" The waiter asked and we both got ourselves together.

"It was amazing, give the chef my compliments." I said with a small smile.

"Alright! Any desserts?" He asked.

"A cappuccino, please." Romolo said and looked at me.

"Could I have some ice cream?" I asked.

A girl gotta love her ice cream.

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The evening flew by as I was now in my bed at Katie's, struggling to fall back asleep. The evening with Romolo went great and the food was amazing. No one dared to treat me the way James did after Romolo fired him and they learned I was his niece.

My mind didn't let me fall asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about the letter and the information I discovered.

I kept rolling over and moving, until I decided I couldn't fall asleep and needed to do something.

And I knew just the thing.

Buckle up people, we're going to buy midnight ice cream from the local shop.

I threw on the hoodie I got from Romolo and some leggings. I put on my sport shoes and some ear plugs and climbed out of the window.

The walk to the local shop wasn't far but it wasn't close either. Sometimes a good alone time with music can be the best therapist session you can get.

So that's what I did. I enjoyed my alone time with some music. After a good thirty minute walk, I opened the doors of the local night shop. It was a small shop owned by a cute lovely couple. I saw the older woman standing at the cash register as I waved softly at her.

"Good heavens, Isabella, what are you doing up so late?" She asked surprised.

"I couldn't sleep, so I thought why not buy some ice cream and say hi to my favourite woman called Mia." I smiled softly.

"Oh dear, you're such a charmer." She giggled.

"Always." I winked. This woman always lifted up my mood. "Could you help me where the ice cream stands?" I asked her with a sweet, real smile.

"Left corner dear, next to the first aid and stuff." She said and I thanked her.

I took my time picking out what flavor. Oreo's? Or Ben & Jerry's?

Exactly, Ben & Jerry's all the way.

Without thinking I grabbed the cookie dough and looked at the other available options. No way in hell I'm just going to eat one.

As I was taking my time, multiple gun shots were fired. I looked at Mia and she looked panicked at me.

"Don't panic just yet, they don't sound close by." I whispered. You could hear a pin drop.

After a few minutes we started to breath normally again and I continued my search to the second flavor.

After a good three minutes I decided to go with brownies and paid for my ice cream.

As I stepped outside I collided with another body. What the-

I looked up and saw a panicked Calix holding a bleeding Nikos.

"What the hell?!" I screamed out.

"Isabella..." Calix breathed out.

Oh no.

Those gun shots...

Oh God no.

Hehe

I'm not even sorry anymore.

Thank you for all your support it means the absolute world to me! Thank you for everything lovies <3

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hehe sike.

"Isabella, move!"

"What happened." I said, stopping Calix for passing me.

"He got stabbed twice." He said defeated. "Now move!"

"Do you even know how to take care of two stab wounds? You need to bring him to the hospital!" I said rushed.

"I guess I'll have to learn along the way. No way we're going to the hospital. Now get out of my way Isabella." He spitted out.

"No hospital." Nikos breathed out.

"For god's sake. Let's go." I said as I turned around walking right back into Mia's shop.

"Isabella dear what- Oh my god!" She said shocked and scared.

"Mia, breath. I got this." I said rushed, running back to the left corner. I took everything I need from the first aid and ran to the alcohol department with Calix following me close behind.

"Isabella, what are you doing?!" He yelled out.

"I get that you're frustrated Calix, but don't you dare to raise your voice at me." I said calmly.

"You still didn't answer my question."

"I'm saving your ass and your father's ass, that's what I'm doing." Aha, got it. Pure vodka.

I ran back to Mia.

"Dear, the alco-"

"Mia, honey, please not now." I said in a cold voice. She nodded and scanned everything.

"42.12." She breathed out.

"I only got 25 with me." Calix cursed.

"I got some money in my back pocket." Nikos breathed out.

"And I got rich brothers who gave me a card." I said with a smirk. I gave Mia the card I got from Lorenzo and it signed that we paid.

"Let's go." I said, picking Nikos' other arm and running out of the store.

"You got a car?" I asked Calix.

"Yeah, we're almost there." He said, concern and worry all over his face.

"Hey." Calix looked up and we locked eyes. "He's going to fine."

"How do you know that? Two stab wounds is a serious thing, Isabella! We don't know how to treat those!" He said frustrated.

"Speak for yourself, I've done it before." I said. I needed them to know I got this other wise they won't let me do what I have to do. Calix and Nikos looked confused and shocked at me.

"That's my car."

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Nikos was sleeping peacefully and Calix was sitting besides him.

"He's going to be fine, Calix. Drink some water, it'll help to fall asleep." I said while washing my hands. Nikos blood was all over them.

"I'm not going to sleep Isabella." he said.

There was a long silence. Both letting our thoughts go. I could treat the wounds without problem. Only thing Logan was good for.

"I don't know how to thank you, Isabella." Calix said. Only thing was, he was standing very close to me now. Kill me please.

"How did you even treated that before? You said that before we reached the car." He questioned me.

"It just slipped out of my mouth, I didn't mean it. This was my first time treating a stab wound." I lied.

"Yet you knew perfectly what to do." He said.

After he knew I wasn't going to say anything he let out a long breath.

"What happened, Calix? You can't get stab wounds just like that."

"Business. We were doing business and we didn't agree to their terms. Suddenly it was ten against two. We didn't thought they wouldn't agree so we didn't have any backup. One fired three shot guns. Then the other once fought us until two of them pulled out knives. My dad caught both stab wounds. After that police sirens were all over the place and they ran." He sighed.

"I'm sorry that happened Calix. Please, never go out again without backup." I looked him in the eyes with pleading eyes. He slowly nodded

"Sorry I was so rude to you I was-"

"You were in shock and it's normal. It's okay Calix, don't sweat it." I smiled softly at him.

"Thank you." He breathed out.

"It's two A.M. I really should go home." I said after a long silence.

"It's two A.M. No way I'm going to let you go home at this hour." He said sternly.

"Then drive me home." I argued.

"I'm not leaving my dad." He said and glared at me. "You're staying here, I'm taking the couch." He said in a 'don't argue with me' voice.

Right on that moment my phone started ringing. We both stared at it.

I mentally closed my eyes as I read the name that popped up.

Lorenzo

"Shouldn't you pick up? He's probably worried." He said when he saw I wasn't picking up.

"No." I said coldly.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked carefully.

"Fantastic." I said after I pressed declined.

"Isabella." He said firmly and I sighed.

"We're not... in the best relationship right now. He probably just wants to know why I'm in a local shop in the middle of the night." I sighed.

"I'm sure he cares for you, Isabella." Calix said as he took a step closer.

"Cares or not, he's a dick." I said and he chuckled.

"You look exhausting Isabella, I'll drive you home tomorrow morning. Go to sleep little Castillo." He said.

Having a sleepover with a seventeen year old boy I've know for two days in the middle of the night.

What a great idea!

Oh lord, have mercy on me.

Now for real this time hehe ;)

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150K Y'ALL MADE ME TEAR UP!

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This account is not made by me, but it's so funny I can't-

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