THE BOY WHO RUINED ME

Bella’s P.O.V

After four years of brutal reformatory school, I’m on the way home. My dad thought by sending me away he could get a new life. Well, I’m sorry to say it’s not that easy, cause you all know I’m Bella Adams. Yes, the one and only Mr. Adams daughter. What you’re shocked that I’m not princess perfect?

Well, I would be too, but I am her so I guess I can’t be. My dad sent me away to The Reformatory School For Girls. I left when I was 14 my dad was an alcoholic and my mom committed suicide when I was five.

My life has never been easy my dad’s been re-married three times now, and I have so many relatives that aren’t even close to me anymore but still come to every family event. It hurts to realize that when somebody close to you passes away the world seems to end for the person that was close to that person. It’s always been hard without my mom, nobody was there when I was having issues at school. My dad taught me that if you lose somebody nobody replaces them you may act like it does but it doesn’t actually fix the issue.

I escaped from the Reformatory School two years ago I was only away for four months but it changed my life a lot. I met a boy named Jake, Jake was the popular boy, the athletic boy, the brave boy, and the boy everybody fell in love with even me. But all good things have to come to an end. He used me for my wealth, he used me for my looks, and he used me for my connections. After I found out what he did to me I went back to the Reformatory School, they locked me up and held me captive.

They contacted my dad and told him that I should stay an extra two years. It was the longest two years ever, they put me through all the lessons that they thought would teach me something. I acted like I learned something, again I never did. I pretended I did just to get out of that school. I decided to go to New York University, I’ve always enjoyed soccer so I decided to practice a lot while I was in the Reformatory School. It wasn’t that bad, but it was better than I expected so I guess that’s a good thing.

“Flight 126 may board now, starting with section A.” I came back to reality after thinking about the past. I looked down at my ticket, I was in section C. I was lucky to be able to even fly on a plane I didn’t have very much money and my dad wouldn’t give me it. “Section B may board now,” the lady said. Ten minutes later they called section C after resolving an issue with an older lady. I grabbed my carry-on and walked up to the lady I showed her my passport and then boarded my plane.

I got to my seat to notice nobody else was seated with me yet. I moved into my seat which was by the window, I sat down and tucked my carry-on underneath the seat in front of me. I looked through the window into the dark sky, I thought about how long I had spent in California. I was happy the reformatory school was in California due to the lovely weather every day.

I pulled out my blanket from my bag turned off the air vent and closed my eyes until the flight attendant started speaking over the speakers. I opened my eyes to see a man sitting next to me. He looked about 18 or 19, he had dark brown hair, blue eyes, and what looked like to be a very strong set of muscles. He looked over at me with a small smile on his face, if I had to guess if the smile was fake or not I’d say it was fake.

I knew I never got along well with people but seeing that face, it tore me apart. A frown slowly crept over my face, I knew who the boy was. It was Jake, he wouldn’t recognize me. In four years a lot could change, I used to be full of acne, glasses, and gross hair that was so out of style. Now I’ve grown out of my glasses, I have shoulder length straight blonde hair, pretty much no acne, blue eyes, and of course a gorgeous body.

Nobody I used to know would recognize me anymore, I stole a quick glance at him and saw he was looking at me. I turned my eyes away so fast, and reached down and brushed my hair to cover my face. I couldn’t handle him knowing that this was me, he’d would try to say sorry. It wouldn’t work but if I was stuck next to him for the next seven hours, who knows.

The flight attendant finished her speech and then the captain told us how long the flight would be, and that we would be taking off soon. Then the intercom went quiet and the whole plane was silent, the lights turned down and then the plane started moving. The plane approached the runway, and my breathing increased.

I never liked flying, I was always scared of heights and especially when I was sitting next to Jake. The plane lifted off and I clutched both sides of the chair tightly. I kept my eyes on the floor but reached up and closed the window, instantly I started shaking. I felt sick to the stomach but that didn’t stop me from looking up, I felt a gaze burning into my head. I looked up and my eyes connected with Jake’s eyes, he looked at me as if he came to a realization.

“Bella? Bella Adams? Is that you?”