On the Thanksgiving day she was more depressed than she had ever been in her entire life.
Isabella was sitting in her room cursing herself for being so stupid and naive.
One year of loving the guy from afar and now when he was finally there to talk to her she had to be rude and drive him away.
"Come on honey we are about to open presents!" Mrs Parker knocked at the door asking Isabella to accompany her downstairs.
"I am coming in a moment, mom" she replied.
With the havoc of dexter disappearing after the conversation, Isabella couldn't think of anything else, not even to the point where she would have bought any single normal present for Sante. She just had one present and two siblings waiting downstairs.
Just like she had predicted some Snoopy neighbour had gotten hold of her and dexter having a conversation and reported it to her mother and father.
Her father had always been pretty uninterested in her business which meant he neither tried to stop her mom from lashing out on her nor He himself took the efforts to scold her or help her.
Her mom was not the kind to lash out on her unless and until she did something that her mother thought was offensive but the problem was, According to her mom as long as she was following all the guidelines laid out to her she was a good girl but once she tried to have fun or behave like a normal teenager it was considered offensive.
Her mother's definition of the perfect daughter and a good girl was a girl who was Puppet to her fingers.
She had gotten good hold of her for three hours, scolding her just for talking to dexter. Her mother had never behaved like this way with her which made it specifically clear that As long as she behaves just as her mother asked her to, she would be treated well but the day she decided to do something according to herself she will be thrown into turmoil like that day.
Annoyed at everything that was falling apart in her life. She went inside the washroom to wash her face and cheer up because she had to face the difficulty of making one of her sibling unhappy.
When she came out of the washroom with her face washed And putting on better Choice of clothes. She decided to pull out the bracelet that she had kept into her drawer and take it for one of them and apologise to another.
To her surprise when she opened the drawer there were two presents. One was named for Lucas like she had kept and another one who was named for her.
With the most beautiful cursive writing something was engraved on the gift box.
"Happy thanksgiving Sweetheart"
She opened it to find the same bracelet that she had bought for Sante and lost. Something inside her mind knew that this was from Dexter But she couldn't comprehend how he figured out what she had bought for Sante and lost and how he managed to get it back again.
She quickly placed the bracelet in another case that she had gotten for Sante's bracelet and wrapped it up before walking downstairs With only one significant thought in her mind.
Dexter McCoy.
When will he return? And how he got back the bracelet?
Both her questions remained unanswered because Dexter never returned back to the house. He didn't even bother to take his left over stuffs which meant that he was either uninterested in taking all of his stuff or maybe he was probably dead and an orphan so nobody was there to claim his stuff.
Both the possibilities were terrifying to Isabella.
"Belle" someone called.
"Yes" she replied Absentmindedly.
"We are here in the cafeteria. what would you like to have?" Lauren asked to her like a baby.
"Oh! Just get me a burger and some fries"
"Okay" Lauren replied looking at her weirdly before walking away.
"Hey! you're okay?" Marissa asked and that Scared Elizabeth for a moment because she was so lost in her world that she didn't even remember walking towards the cafeteria with Lauren and Marissa so she clearly didn't know that Marissa was so close by and just beside her.
"What's wrong?" Marissa asked.
"I wasn't paying attention so I didn't knew you were beside me and that's why I got scared when you suddenly spoke" Isabella explained.
"That's not what I am asking about. I am asking what's wrong with you?" Merissa
narrowed her eyes at Isabella.
"It's nothing I am just exhausted after the party Lauren dragged me to yesterday night and that is why I am just a little light headed" Isabella tried to use her exhaustion as an excuse.
"No belle! I know that you are exhausted you have been exhausted a lot many times in the last three years but you look like you are overthinking something" marrisa asked.
"Please don't push it marrisa I'm surely not in the state of energy and mood to explain it to you but I can assure you once I regain my energy after a nice weekend rest I will be fine." Isabella concluded.
"Okay if that's what you want but promise me if there is something troubling you. You will let me know" marrisa smiled.
"Ofcourse" Isabella replied squeezing her palm in assurance.
I watched as the stars twinkled on the bright night. Alone standing there made me realise how much significant change had been there in my life in last two years. Life never got easy did it? Two years ago I was telling Dexter that we will get through everything and anything After almost believing that he was dead. And as I stood here all alone looking at the stars from this cliff and the water beneath this height I couldn't help but wonder about him. Everything was hopeless when we found each other there was no clue how we were going to get through it. Marco hadn't woken up in three years and there was no guarantee that he ever will And yet we were still clinging to the full little hope that someday he might and then the two of us could I have forever for ourselves. For ever was the most forbidden concept for humans. Humans at the end of the day as we are, are mortal and perishable. It took me back to memory of a seminar that I attended once, there we talked about humans mortality
" you already know about Marco and Maria and how the two of them were having a child. maria wanted Marco to leave the mafia but that wasn't really possible so instead he took her on a vacation to enjoy the news but something went horribly wrong and the wrong people got the clue that the two of them were spending their time on the island. so he was attacked, the attackers killed Maria and almost killed Marco until he went to coma. and that was the day before Thanksgiving, it was my father calling me ...commanding me to come back because the mafia was my responsibility now. obviously I did not want to go back but that does not change a thing because I was abducted back into the world but then they didn't want the news to go round that Marco was in coma, so I was made to look like Marco since we were pretty much identical and I was to manage mafia instead of him until he wakes up which he did not from last three years." He explained."But you are in power now right? so if you wa
"You are right I have a lot of explaining to do but let's start with introducing you to my brother that is my older step- brother Marco McCoy"Isabella settled patiently at the couch ready for him to explain his story although she would have found it much better if Dexter just sat beside her but maybe he was not just ready to face her yet so he sat on the barstools just beside his brother's bed, looking at him with care and love as he started explaining the story. The only think Isabella couldn't understand was how could Dexter look at him the way he did when Marco and his mother had been nothing but brutal to him."Jacob McCoy! the asshole and unfortunately my father Had tricked Marcos mother into marrying him for a peace treaty that could gain him the power but you already know of that story by Robert.And if you were standing long enough outside that hospital door you would know that my supposed mother is drug addict, which meant that she was ready to s
"Isabella" he said in a shocked voice."You have a lot of explaining to do" she exclaimed folding her hand in a protective manner around her torso. It was maybe that action that made his eyes zero on her now injured and bandaged arm and in a second the worry was shining in his eyes."What happened to your hand?" He asked concerned."I'll be the one asking questions now" She growled before walking inside and dragging him outside the hospital with his hand in hers."Where are we going?" he asked once they were outside."I don't know" she said as she turned to look at him.It was like she was finally looking at him all over again. That face was the guy she had loved immensely, The only difference was his electric blue eyes and the beard covering his face.She tried to utter something, anything. She wanted to shout at him demanding answers about why he lied about his own death and claimed to have killed himself and yet the shock of everyt
Another month had passed and Isabella was better at keeping up with the classes right now because her parents were forced into the college one month ago when she did not go to talk to the professor herself. To say Her mother was disappointed would be an understatement, she was madly furious and threw all sorts of colourful words Isabella's way before her father had to drag her mother away but he did not leave before giving Isabella a disappointed look.Luckily Sante and Lucas did not know anything about this whole crisis but they did call her up later. Lucas was just worried about her health but Sante looked like she could almost relate to what ever Isabella was going through and told her older sister to be the big Great sister she always has been and not to think a lot about mom, dad or anyone or being a disappointment because right now the only priority was her mental health and not anything that made her feel like a failure.Isabella felt much better after talking w
"Kill them all" Marco commanded in the cold voice before taking the lift up to his penthouse.He could still feel faint smell of her lingering into the penthouse although it sounded insane since it had been three months since she left. But maybe Marco was actually going insane after losing her.Marco knew that he could have just told her the truth, removed the blue contacts and everything would be as clear as crystal And yet only he knew that he could not. There was a reason why he was Marco now and that was deadly enough not to just overthrow him and his entire non-existent family but all the mafia syndicates in the world.The only way to keep everything under control was him being Marco. He couldn't even explain it in words the feeling he feels it is hard when she confessed that she had indeed loved him all those years and that she still did, But he also knew that she loved Dexter and he was no longer Dexter, he was Marco and there was no getting away from it.
Isabella sat quietly in the classroom looking outside the window."Miss Parker" A loud and stern voice made her stop her gazing towards the trees."Yes sir?" She answered mechanically."You may leave the class since you are so much more interested into what's going on outside." He answered annoyed.Isabella quietly picked up her bag and started walking out of the class unconcerned."I would like to have a talk with you after the class Miss Parker" The professor murmured before she left.It had been three months since she was kidnapped. Isabella found herself walking towards her dorm room unwilling to have any communication with the professor.In truth she was unwilling to have any communication with anyone except for two people. Unfortunately one of them was dead and another one had killed the first one.Just like Isabella had wanted Marco did not try to communicate with her even once after she left. On days Isabella found hers
But there was only one thing Isabella could think of Dexter was dead and Marco was his bitter murderer stepbrother."Tell me he's lying! Tell me you didn't kill Maria. Tell me you didn't kill Dexter and you calling me a sweetheart was just a coincidence and not you keeping an eye on him and knowing it full well that that's what he called me" Isabella growled pulling Marco by his collar Begging him to say that all this that she had been told was a lie but he kept quite.Isabella couldn't help as the sobs wracked her body and she collapsed on the floor crying her heart out."You did it didn't you? You killed dexter, You killed my first love." She accused and something shifted in his eyes.She forcefully picked herself up from the ground as she caught his collar again shaking him furiously."You knew me all along. you knew all of this. you had been keeping an eye on Dexter and that is how... you knew me. that is how you knew everything. Do you know ho
"My my! a girl in Marco McCoy's bed. That's a sight I never thought I would see" he smirked looking at Isabella and she suddenly felt exposed as she pulled the blanket to her chest."Get out Robert before I pull your gut out!" Marco snarled. Isabella look at him concerned he was overpowered the man in front of him was pointing freaking gun at him and he still has the courage to throw a threat on his face."You have no manners whatsoever how to talk in front of such a beautiful lady do you?" He asked creepily and Isabella wished she could sank into the bed."Stop looking at her or I'll gorge your eyes out and feed them to My Sharks" Marco threatened."You sure possessive of this little one here, though I must say she is not half as beautiful as your last one. You remember her don't You Marco? Her belly swelled with your child such a happy day it was, until you broke into a fit of rage, What do you think is going to happen to this one here?" Robert asked.