Chapter One Hundred And Thirteen - Something is clearly wrong with me

Isabella's point of view.

"What happened to you?" Jason asked the moment he saw me, as I walked into the penthouse.

My face was swollen, my lips had bruises all over and I was pretty sure I had a black eye or perhaps two. I was hurt all over. And my clothes were torn at the most unfortunate of places.

I couldn't go to a store to get a new cloth. And there was none in my car so I basically had to do the walk of shame just to come home.

And the first person I see is Jason. Oh goodness.

"Who did this to you? Why didn't you call me?" He kept on asking questions upon questions, which checking each and every bruise, "We need to take you to the hospital...."

I took my hand from him and huffed. I had no reason to go to the hospital. Cameron wasn't a vicious fighter, she was in a worse shape than me. And she was able to get just a few strong punches in.

I did the greater work.

"Leave me alone please, there's nothing you can do about this so just let it be," I said, smiled a bit at him while I