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Twisted Love 88
Anger filled my mind. It took over my actions, my thoughts and my feelings and all I wanted was to be able to end this bitch, finally.And that was exactly what I was going to do.I walked in to the darkened warehouse, following the hallway which was dimly lit. There was smoke in the air from possible cigar's as I could smell the strong smell however, I didn't let that distract me.I kept my gun in the waistband of my pants, I didn't carry it in my hand, by my side or on me at all, I walked with my hands free and my head high because I was Jason Fucking McCann and my mom didn't raise no bitch ass, unlike Carter of course.At the end of the hallway was a doorway, I held down the handle before opening the door.It was a large room filled with absolutely nothing. It was empty. Dim lights lit up the place but not too much as he probably couldn't afford it the broke ass bitch.I heard the sound of hands clapping, and in the distance, through the darkness, Carter appeared."Wow McCann, you
Twisted Love 89
As Jason turned and walked towards me, I went to smile, wanting nothing more but to feel him in my arms again.But that wasn't the case.Jason's body fell to the ground as he was shot in the back 3 times."NO!"After that, everything felt to be in slow motion.I ran as fast as I could, falling to the ground as Jason lay so empty, in so much pain. Blood oozed out, causing a puddle to form.I helped him up to lay his head on my lap as I struggled to keep him awake."No, Jason please, please don't close your eyes" I pleaded. I could hear gunshots going off in the back, however everything else was empty for me. It was just Jason and I. That was it.I caressed his soft cheeks, trying to keep him awake but I could tell he was fighting hard but it was all too painful for him."Baby please... you have to stay strong for me okay? We will get you some help, you're going to be okay Jase" I said as tears flowed down my face as I sobbed."It's o-okay pri-ncess" He was still trying to treat me the
Twisted Love New Beginnings
When you were younger, you had your favourite teddy right? You spent every day with it and fell asleep at night with your arms wrapped securely around it. Securely? Because you were afraid someone would come along and take it away from you. So you cherished it for an eternity until one day, you grew too old for it. It was worn out and the stuffing was slowly creeping out, it was no longer considered yours. Although your heart lied with it, you believed yourself that you could no longer carry it around in your backpack to school, or sleep with it every single night. This was the sad truth.Now imagine being a 17 year old, you've lived in the same house for 17 years of your life and have had every single fun filled memory in it.Like when me and my best friends had a water fight at the age of 8 and it suddenly started raining so we had to run back inside and due to the wet staircase, each of us fell. Obviously at the time it was horrific because I still have the scar on my shoulder from
Twisted Love Changes
I laid on the floor of my bedroom, or shall I say 'a' bedroom because it was no longer mine. Thank you dad. Thank you for literally ruining my life. I was literally going to die and they didn't even care."Isabella if you don't get of that floor in the next 3 seconds I'm going to make sure your boxes of shoes, purses and clothes are left behind" of course, my mom just loved threatening me with my most prized possessions."Mom" I huffed "yes Isabella?" She sarcastically said."Please stop calling me Isabella, our summer vacation in Spain is over" I rolled my eyes. My mum was Spanish so was my dad but my dad was born here, my mum was born in Spain however moved here when she was 4. Hence my name being the most Spanish thing ever. Nevertheless, she literally called me my actual name in the most Spanish-y way ever. Don't get me wrong, I don't have an issue with my name but my issue was being called 'Isabella' in the Spanish way my mom likes to. Especially in front of my friends it's the m
Twisted Love Therapy
We were here. Los Angeles, Calabasas Ca. I literally kept my eyes closed as we drove in to our new neighbourhood. You may think I'm being a bit too exaggerative it was because maybe I was but I didn't care, I refused to enjoy where I now was living because I'm pretty sure I would love it, I just refused to.The car slowed down making my look up to see the house that I had only seen once and it was when it was first getting made and there was nothing but wood brick and sand lying around. Now it was a house, our house.Much bigger than the last one and much more fancier, which is silly because for 3 people, the house was too big but whatever, I wasn't one to complain.As the gates opened up, my mom drove the car closely behind the 3 vans that the movers were driving, behind us was my dad who was driving in with his car of course what he couldn't leave behind for a second."How beautiful is it!" My mom exclaimed in excitement."Yay" I said obviously sarcastically but my mom was too obses
Twisted Love Frenemies
I yawned, stepping out on my balcony and instantly relaxing when feeling the sun hit my legs although my feet were burning as they touched the bamboo flooring. I leaned against the banister looking out to see an unfamiliar car in the drive way, visitors already?I walked back to my room seeing my phone flash on and seeing the name 'Alex'.'Hope I didn't keep you up last night, miss you already'Me and Alex were literally on the phone basically all night. It was just like old times but the only difference was that we were no longer a couple.I replied quickly before heading to my bathroom, having a very long shower; something I had a bad habit of doing. I brushed my teeth and threw on a pair of pyjama shorts and a random shirt.I heard distant chatter of another women along side my mom.Great. Now I have to be sociable.I slowly entered the kitchen only to see the all too familiar face of Rachel and her daughter Roxy. I know, so cringe."Here she is! The face I've missed!" Rachel excla
Twisted Love Anxiety
Today was the day. All new high school, all new friends/people, all new teachers meaning all new outfits. Duh. Ha no. Although dressing up was my favourite part of going to school (the only good thing about it), right now all I could think about was walking in the hallways and being stared at as being the new kid. I knew i wasn't that important for people to stare at me but come on, when you see a new student at school you can't help but stare. It's literally the inevitable.After I had showered, for an hour might I add, I threw on an oversized shirt just so I could actually do my makeup without having to hold a towel around me. Anyone who did that whilst they did their makeup or hair had powers that I wished I had.I would normally do my makeup at my vanity but I was literally so nervous I wasn't even thinking straight. I stood in my bathroom, my makeup all over the counter, staring at myself in the mirror."Okay you're cute" I whispered to myself. "You're not cute but just tell your
Twisted Love Toxic Boys
I took a glance around the school car park. The building ahead of me was huge, bigger than my other school for sure.Students entered from different directions, many walking past and staring, some whispering. I felt my palms get sweaty as I clutched on to my phone and my books. How was I supposed to walk confidently when I wasn't confident at all.I locked my car door and slowly my way up to the building. I looked to my left to see a group of boys and girls, they all literally had glasses and big books in their hands, staring. I sent a small smile before walking away, this was weird.I couldn't help but notice the masses of sports cars in the car park, a all black Audi R8, a Porsche 911 in silver, a BMW i8 in a bright gold, and a Mercedes AMG GT in silver as well as a motorcycle which I didn't know the name off. I was fond of my cars which is why I knew which was which. I knew people were hella wealthy here, as the stuck up girls and boys had fancy cars but these cars were literally s
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