You are my destiny by Cinthia Largaespada (books for 9th graders txt) 📕

What happened? I couldn’t remember… Isabella, that’s my name. I was currently laying on mud, why? I can´t remember! All I know is… I can´t move, my body hurts. I know I have cuts all over it… I can feel them. I don’t know how long I have been lying here, because the last thing I remember was the sun coming up from the mountains and now I can see is going back in. So… does it mean I been here a whole day or more?

Isa… I told myself… try to remember…

Flashback!

We were on the car, taking the little road trip my dad came up with this morning. He said that since it was Friday we could drive up to his sister´s house (My aunt Mary) and stay with her for winter vacations. My little sister Hanna and I were really happy. We didn’t get to see her that often.

We were all in the car and my mom was driving, my dad was on the phone and my sister was watching kid videos on her tablet while I was texting Daniela (My best friend) she was sad because all of our winter plans had evaporated in matter of mins with my dad´s news about our little road trip.

 I met her when we were in second grade, she moved to our town (Silverpeak, Nevada) from (Lake of the Woods, California) after her father got a new job there. We have been inseparable ever since the first day of school… and this was going to be the first winter break we were apart. It makes me want to not go to my aunt´s…

My mom and dad were talking about a letter my dad receive in the mail this morning, so naturally I was not paying attention… when all of the sudden my mom stepped on the breaks and did on 180 on the steering wheel, I guess she was trying to avoid hitting something? A Moose, maybe? They are pretty common in this side of the roads seeing as to both sides of the roads were cover by woods. Personally I love the outdoors, but there are a lot of wild animals out there… scary…

My mom looked at my sister and me using the rearview mirror and kept on driving but she seem a little lost minded and my dad kept talking to her in French… I hated when they did this because it was not fair to me or my sister. WE COULDN´T SPEAK THE DAMM LANGUAGE! I was taking French as a second language at school but I was not fluent unlike them. I´ll show them one day… (I could feel the smile forming on my lips… I could be pure evil sometimes…)

All of the sudden, my mom steps on breaks and from my window I swear I think I saw something like a dog passed by running into the woods, but I know I must be really tired because I know that is so not possible… My mom is going so fast I can’t even imagine a dog that could run that fast… so I just decided to forget about it… This road trip is really getting to me, after all we have been on this car for the past 3 hours what seem like forever and we still had a long way to go.

I was starting to close my eyes when I felt the car run over something big and made my sister and I jumped out of our seats. My mom lost control of the car and my dad was trying to help her take control of the steering wheel… but he fail… and the car went flying away and that’s how I got all the cuts in my body… I went through the window breaking the glass in the process and when I landed I hit my head on something really hard… loosing conscience. That explains the headache I have.

End of flash back!

When I opened my eyes again I couldn´t see anything! It was dark… I could tell it was very late but then my eyes started adjusting to the night, after all that is something very creepy and kind of cool that I have always been able to do.

My mom and dad told me I had very good sight because ever since I was little I used to eat my vegetables and things like that… which is really weird because I hate them now…. I´m a meat girl 100% but they told me that was the same reason I never got sick, not even the flu, which is so cool because I have never needed to take the flu shot.

I could now see all the trees around me…. And I could see the moon straight above me…  I still couldn’t move my body from the ground, it hurt too much.

And then…. I heard movement in the trees near me… I started to panic… I could feel my heart bit go up and I could feel the hair in my arms stand up and the chills going down my spine… SHIT… IM GOING TO DIE! And that’s when I blacked out! ... I know… BAD TIMING!

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I started to come out of the darkness but I find it very hard to open my eyes… was I dead? I felt like I was on top of something… something soft? Something… OMG! Is it something hairy? SHIT! I´m being drag to be eaten by an animal…. And then… I blacked out again! Yeah, yeah… I know… BAD TIMING….

Chapter 2

When I woke up I was no longer being carried. I thought for a moment that maybe I was dead… and that’s why it felt like I was on top of something really soft… maybe a cloud? I couldn’t open my eyes… so I had to try a couple of times before I was actually able to get them open.

I was in a room; it had burgundy walls with a light cream ceiling. Very classy looking and all the furniture were antiques. Who ever owned this place had money… I mean… this type of furniture is very expensive… I should know… my mom used to give me hell for an antique coffee table she had in our living room whenever I used to put my feet on top of the freaking thing.

There room was very bright due to the big set of French windows. It had wood floors and king size bed which is where I am sitting right now… I got up and move to the windows, they had a beautiful balcony and the sight was amazing but creepy at the same time… I mean it was kind of in the middle of the forest. All I could see was trees and more trees… and from the view of it all I could tell this was not a one story tall house… what was this? Like a third floor maybe? Who owns this place….?

Someone cleared their throat and that´s when I notice I was not alone…

Hello there! How are you feeling? Better I hope! Your wounds seem to be healing nicely. 

As I turned around I saw the most wonderful green eyes I have ever seen. I was capture on them and I could stay there forever! WOA WOA WOA.. WHAT AM I SAYING! Who is this guy? And then I notice he had a grin in his face and he look like he knew exactly what I was thinking… SHIT!

My name is Mathew, and this is my parent´s house. You never did answer my question… How do you feel?

Ah- ah I feel… better?

He chuckle, Do you? Really… because you don’t seem to be sure about that!

I felt irritated by him…. Who does he think he is by mucking me about my health after me and my family just had a car accident. I guess he sense the irritation coming of me because he said…

Hey, sorry… I didn’t mean to upset you. Is just well it was funny to see you thinking when I asked you how you felt. Really I didn’t mean to make you upset.

He is nice and he saved my life… I should be a bit more grateful. GOD! I´M A TERRIBLE PERSON.

No, I´m the one that should be sorry. After all… you saved my life. Is my family here as well? Can I see them?

He frown at my question and for some reason… I felt something in the pit of my stomach that told me… he was not the deliverer of good news.

What happened? I asked…

I´m sorry he said… I wish I could tell you that they are okay… but you were the only one alive when we found you.

I was…?

Yes, and for that… I am truly sorry.

He kept talking about the details of the way he found me but I no longer care… he basically just told me I have no family left in this world. My mom, my dad and my baby sister were gone. And before I realize,  I was sobbing unstoppable.

Right away Mathew was there hugging and whispering sweet word in my ear. Somehow this person who I just met made me feel less pain for my grief.  And I stayed there hugging him back and holding on to his shirt like if my life depended on it, thinking that if I let go I would be completely alone… and I couldn´t bare with that idea… at least not now.

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After hours of holding the same position I could feel my eyelids getting heavier… and a while later I felt myself being carried and placed on something soft? Oh… the bed… I remember the feeling from this morning… Mathew pulled up the covers for me and started to walk away from the bed… I have to do something I don’t want him to leave.. I can be by myself... I know is selfish and probably he has a life to go back to and he has been so sweet to stayed here the whole day… but before I could think the thought over the words left my mouth.

Wait…. Can you stay with me tonight?

A small smile form in his lips and he walked back to the bed and got under the covers.  As soon as he was within reach I moved closer like this force was pulling me towards him… so I went with it, thinking that somehow it was going to make me feel a bit better. I hugged the life out him while a new batch of fresh tears finds the way out of my eyes.

He hugged me back with the same amount of force and I couldn’t help wondering if he pitied me or if he truly cares… Pshhh what am I saying! Of course he pities… he doesn´t know me well enough to care… but just for tonight… I´ll take it.

Thank you Mathew… I know you don’t have to do this.

No need to thank me Isabella…

I wonder how he knows my name… maybe he found my phone? I don’t know but I´m too tired to try to figure it out… he was stroking