Bella
1110 Words
[Sighing] I closed the book and look out the window at the fallen snow waiting for my father to return. Beast and the Brave used to be my favorite book, and now it strikes me as a tragedy that no one seems to understand. The falsehood of loving blindly and falling for what you don't know is something people hope for but only get in books and movies.
Funny thought my father gave me this book when I was a little girl. Said it would help me see the bright side of
my situation. Boy was he wrong. We aren't living in some fairytale where the monster gets a happily ever after. No... we live in a world where the all you nightmares come to life. Let me tell you a bit about myself.... Hi there, I am Isabella Stronghold but everyone here calls me Bella. I am 19 years old, an only child, and have yet to find my mate. I am a sophomore in college that is until my test results come back. See I had been studying to take my states test to be a senior by second semester so that I may qualify to graduate early. I took my test before winter break and now I am waiting to see if come spring I will be a senior or at least graduating with the senior class . I don’t attend school directly as I take online classes. Every since my accident when I was a young cub I just been home schooled and really focused on my education. My dad is very supportive but I just think its weird that no one remembers what happened to me I cant even remember. Strange but because of this I tend to keep to myself and mingle with house staff only if necessary. No one treats me like an outcast however I can tell that my appearance is an issue as I scare everyone away most of the time. I just wish I was like everyone else. I often feel like my dad is hiding something from me. He never want to talk about why I look like this or where the weird, smudged markings came from on my shoulder.
It could very well be my own imagination so I tend to shake it off. Seeing how upsetting it is for him to
see me so hurt and all. I don’t go to parties or hang out with anyone, I am always studying or training. I
sometimes go to my secret room I found a few years ago behind the bookcase. I feel free there as it
leads to a small garden that I had to give a little love to. I managed to ask my dad for some supplies and
he got it without question. I am sure he is aware of why I need it and where I spend most of my time
because he grew up here. Now my garden is filled with beautiful white roses, tulips, and lilies. I come
here to feel normal and free. Since no one come to the library as it was dusty and locked up I have
claimed this area as mine and no one dares come to the west wing.
I am home alone a lot of the time aside from staff and its ok as I know my dad is working hard. We are
not poor that he has to work so hard I guess he just like his job. I know it seems like he like his job more
than loving his daughter but its not like that. There are a lot of people depending on him and I wouldn’t
stand in his way. Anyhow, everyone gets along fairly well here, and since my dad, Nyshia Stronghold is
the towns Mayor everyone goes to him for help and advice almost as if he is king or something. My
Stepmother, Debra Stronghold is a doctor and so she is out most of the time helping to save lives or so
she says. After the accident happened my parents were home with me the whole time or at least my
dad was which I am not complaining about. You see my step mother and I don’t get along well as she
loves to torment me and once I was well enough to take care of myself my dad had a condo built not far
from here so he can go back and forth between us. My dad wants to make us both happy and regardless
of how unhappy I am about my looks, I am over the moon about her not living here. Dad stays here on
the weekends which is ok but he makes sure to come every other night to have dinner with me and
brings me a single white rose. Speaking of my hero, my dad is calling me now.
“Hey dad, what’s up?”
“Hey Bella Bear, I am afraid I have some bad news.”
“What’s wrong are you ok?”
“Yes BB I am fine. I just got word there has been a fire at the college. I am on my way to see what’s going
on but it sounds pretty bad. I don’t think anyone was hurt since it is winter break and everyone was out
at the time but I will keep you posted.”
“thanks daddy please be careful”
“I will BB Love you”
“I love you to dad”
Before you ask my dad has always called me his Bella Bear or BB for short. He says it’s because when I
shifted at a young age my pup was short, with white fur, and a puff ball, and I looked like a baby polar
bear with icy blue eyes. Since my accident I can only half shift with all my scars still visible. I looked like a
mixture of both my human self and my wolf so there you have it Bella Beast. My Stepmom calls me that
and my dad doesn’t like it much at all. He is never around for her abuse but the name calling and disgust
she emits was enough for him to separate us and thank the moon goddess. My father has paid for ample
surgeries and none of which help, they only made things worse. Which is why I am studying so hard in
medicine to find a way to fix me. Dang it thinking about what my father said I just hope everything and
everyone is alright. In the meantime, I guess I can just go and train until he calls me back.
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