Isabella POV*
"WHAT!?", I shout, standing up.
Everyone looks at me and I sit down, embarrassed.
"Cur non me vetas?", I angry whisper. (Translation: Why didn't you stop me?)
"Ridiculum erat, quomodo sine cogitatione consensisti." he says back. (Translation: It was funny how you agreed without thinking.)
"Anyways, are y'all excited to start school tomorrow?", says Toby.
I can't believe he said that. Who would say that. It's known around the world that no one likes school so why would be say that.
"It's school. Why would anyone like school. It's like prison but for kids.", says Mars.
He's talking. That's the first time he talks to them without being rude. My baby is growing up.
"Isn't that why juvenile exist?", says Liam.
"Let me rephase that, it's a prison but for all types of kids, the nerds, the assholes, and the okay kids.", says Mars.
"Language Marcus", says Enzo.
"Yeah, yeah.", mutters Mars.
"Well, me and Toby have to go, so River is in charge. Understand?", says Enzo, getting up from his seat.
"Yes", we all say simultaneously.
"Good." and with that they leave, closing the front open when they leave.
"Are gonna call be big brother, now?", says Xander.
"In your dreams.", i say, sighing.
"But you agreed.", he whines, point at me.
"I wasn't listening, that's why I agreed.", I explain. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to my room.
I get up with Mars following close behind me. I also have to work and have a talk with Alex and Gabriel (Alex's brother). I also have to find out why does the German mafia don wants to marry me, he's a grown as men.
"Hey, Mars do you have bandages, like the big ones?", I ask him. I keep forgetting to change the bandages on my thigh. I taken pills for the pain cause the pain form the ribs and the thigh, would have killed me.
"Si, están en mi cuarto, horita te los doy.", he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. (Translation: Yes, there in my room, I'll give them to you in a bit.)
"Gracias.", I say, getting to my door. (translation: Thanks you)
I close the door behind and walk up to my desk and sit down. Don't you just wish that the work can do itself cause sure as hell wish that one day that could happen. I open my computer up when my phone starts vibrating.
"Hello", I say to the unknown number.
"Hallo, hübsche", he says.
"Wie hast du meine Privatnummer bekommen, Anton?", I say, coldly. (Translation: How did you get my personal number, Anton?)
"Ich muss zugeben, dass es einige Zeit gedauert hat, aber ich habe es gefunden.", he says. I can feel him smirking. His ugly ass smirk. (Translation:Â I have to admit it took some time, but I found it.)
"Ich habe keine Zeit für Spiele. Was willst du?", I say angrily. (Translation: I don't have time for games. What do you want?)
"Ich möchte wissen, warum du mich nicht heiraten willst.", he says. (Translation: I want to know why you don't want to marry me.)
"Ich werde jetzt auflegen.", I say, getting bored of this conversation. (Translation:Â I'll hang up now.)
"Du würdest es nicht wagenâ", I hang up, cutting him mid-sentence. (Translation: "You wouldn't dar-)
I'm not going to marry him because a) I'm a minor, b) he's suspicious, c) I don't like him. I don't understand why he wants to marry me, he won't getting anything by marrying me. At least, I think.
I sigh, continuing to work on my computer.
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After 30 minutes of working, sending emails, arranging meetings. I take out a drawing journal, to draw new designs for the store B&L. I'm almost finished with my design when I hear a knock on my door.
"Come in."
"Te traje lo que pediste.", says Mars, holding rolls of bandages. (Translation: I have what you asked for.)
"Solo ponlos en la cama, me las cambiaré un ratito.", I point at the bed. " ¿Cómo obtuvo Anton mi número de teléfono? (Translation: Put them on the bed, I'll change in a bit. How did Anton get my personal phone number?)
"¿Te llamó?", I nod. (Translation: Did he call you?)
"I'll figure it out later", I mutter. I turn back to my drawing, leaving Mars to thinking.
After one hour and thirty minutes, I finish. I take a picture and send it to Lise, so her can make it. Damn it, I should have brought fabric to make clothes. Oh, well.
I take the bandages and go into the bathroom. I take the bottles of pills from one of the cabinets underneath the sink. I take off my jeans to see the old bandages. I take off the bandages and it look like it's swelling.
Fuck, I forgot the alcohol in Laura's house. Guess I'll just have to rap it up like that. I grab a towel and wet to clean the dried blood of the skin. After rapping it tightly, I put on my jeans and open the bottle and what do you know, I only have three pills. I only take two pills, everytime, so why is it odd!!!
I sigh, I take two pills dry. I put the bottle back in the cabinets and threw the towel in the dirty laundry.
I splash water on my face and sit on the ground for a bit.
"You're such a disgrace, you can't one thing right. You can't run from me little one. Poor little girl, always getting left behind or betrayed. You're worthless, how can anyone love you when you look like that. Such a disaster, everywhere you go, sadness follows.
I lay down on my bed, letting the darkness take me.
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Unknown POV*
Who would have thought, Isa and Mars are the youngest of the Romano's. No matter, it won't change a thing. The plans will still go as planned. I can't wait to see them, again.
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Sorry this chapter is a little short. I will try to write more next time