So I just wanted to clear something up. I've had some concerns about Isabella being "childish" and that type of mindset or behavior being sexualized by the male character. So I just wanted to say that Isabella is not one of those characters. I personally find that a little weird too. That childish behaviors and mindsets in female characters are so often sexualized. But Isabella will not be one of those characters. She's just really bubbly and soft and a little weird and as the story progresses you will see more of her personality and the other more "mature" or more "serious" aspects of her personality. AT NO POINT IN THIS STORY WILL ANY CHILD-LIKE BEHAVIOUR OR "INNOCENCE" BE FETISHIZED OR SEXUALIZED. Anyways that's it. Enjoy this chapter luvlies<3
Sidenote: came up with such a good story idea on the walk back from school ;) gonna write that after this story finishes.
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⚠️ Warning: mentions of sexual assault, assault, blood.
"Did you take your charger?" Isabella says as we stand at the door.
I nod my head.
"And your phone?"
I tap my pocket, nodding in response.
"And the snack bags I packed for you?"
I bring up the bag in my hands. "I got everything. Don't worry, okay?" She hesitantly nods, her eyes sad and nervous. "You're gonna be okay with Callan?" I look to Callan who stands next to us.
Her eyes stay on me as she nods. "Mhm. Just- just be careful. Take care of yourself please."
Fuck me. Does she care? Does she care about me?
I nod, trying to stop the smile that itches to form on my face. I turn to Callan. "Prenditi cura di lei." (Take care of her) "Chiamami se succede qualcosa." (Call me if anything happens)
Callan nods as he says, "Of course." His eyes fill with rage before he speaks again. "Puniscilo per tutto quello che le ha fatto." (Punish him for everything he did to her)
And some more.
I bend down petting Rain. "See you later, buddy. Be good okay?" I rub his belly as he looks at me with a dumbfounded look.
"Alright. Have fun I guess." Not too much though. I open the door, carrying my suitcase as I walk out towards the elevator. I press on the elevator button, tapping my foot.
She's going to be okay. Callan is going to take care of her. She'll be fine.
I hear the door opening and then I see Isabella running towards me. Before I can even ask what's wrong she throws herself in my arms, her arms wrapping around my torso.
