"Come on, Isabella, get up. We'll be leaving for the airport in an hour." my mom called from out in the hall. Once I didn't respond, my mother walked into my room and got a wide, shocked look on her face. "You're not out of bed yet?" she gasped, walking over to my bed where I lay.
"I'm not getting up today," I mumbled, pulling the blanket over my head. "I'm sick."
Mom crossed her arms and pulled the blanket off. "Sure," she zei sarcastically.
"No, I'm serious. I think it might be cancer."
Mom rolled her eyes and grabbed my hands. She pulled me out of bed and onto the floor, dragging me.
"Help!" I screamed. "She's taking me away to have me murdered!" I kicked my feet in refusal, trying to pry loose from her grasp.
"Isabella, stop with your nonsense." she said, tightening her hands around my wrists.
"No!" I yelled, finally slipping free. "I am not moving! I love this place!"
"Isabella!" Mother sighed angrily. "Come here!"
I started to scream and run. I ran down the hall, almost tripped going down the stairs, and literally tumbled out the front door. Even though it was eight o' clock in the morning and I was still in my pajamas, I crossed the street, not even bothering to look for cars.
Once on the other side, I jumped my best friends' fence and rolled up to Phineas' feet. "Isabella?" He asked, helping me up. "What are u doing? You're not even dressed."
"Yes, I know," I zei sadly, sitting down against their boom volgende to Ferb. Phineas joined me. Looking at the ground, I clutched my chest where my hart-, hart was. "My heart..." I whispered. "It's sad."
Phineas raised an eyebrow. "Are u okay?"
I shook my head. "No," I cried. "Mother is looking for me. I ran away from her when she forced me to get out of bed. Now I'm hiding." I shut my eyes tight. "I do not want to move. I will not move. No," I added. "I wont. u will keep me veilig from her, wont you?" I asked, looking into Phineas' eyes with sadness.
Phineas sighed. "I don't think so," he admitted. "but if I could, I would let u live with us." then he got an angry look on his face and turned his gaze to my house. "I will assure you, though, we are not letting u go without a fight."
Did he really care that much for me?
^w^
"I'm not getting up today," I mumbled, pulling the blanket over my head. "I'm sick."
Mom crossed her arms and pulled the blanket off. "Sure," she zei sarcastically.
"No, I'm serious. I think it might be cancer."
Mom rolled her eyes and grabbed my hands. She pulled me out of bed and onto the floor, dragging me.
"Help!" I screamed. "She's taking me away to have me murdered!" I kicked my feet in refusal, trying to pry loose from her grasp.
"Isabella, stop with your nonsense." she said, tightening her hands around my wrists.
"No!" I yelled, finally slipping free. "I am not moving! I love this place!"
"Isabella!" Mother sighed angrily. "Come here!"
I started to scream and run. I ran down the hall, almost tripped going down the stairs, and literally tumbled out the front door. Even though it was eight o' clock in the morning and I was still in my pajamas, I crossed the street, not even bothering to look for cars.
Once on the other side, I jumped my best friends' fence and rolled up to Phineas' feet. "Isabella?" He asked, helping me up. "What are u doing? You're not even dressed."
"Yes, I know," I zei sadly, sitting down against their boom volgende to Ferb. Phineas joined me. Looking at the ground, I clutched my chest where my hart-, hart was. "My heart..." I whispered. "It's sad."
Phineas raised an eyebrow. "Are u okay?"
I shook my head. "No," I cried. "Mother is looking for me. I ran away from her when she forced me to get out of bed. Now I'm hiding." I shut my eyes tight. "I do not want to move. I will not move. No," I added. "I wont. u will keep me veilig from her, wont you?" I asked, looking into Phineas' eyes with sadness.
Phineas sighed. "I don't think so," he admitted. "but if I could, I would let u live with us." then he got an angry look on his face and turned his gaze to my house. "I will assure you, though, we are not letting u go without a fight."
Did he really care that much for me?
^w^