Chapter twenty six

My Bully is Psycho 

Chapter Twenty-Six

ISABELLA 

I didn't go downstairs for dinner,  I had to lie again to mom  about being sick and weak, she allowed me to take dinner up to my room, not that I could stomach down anything, not with the heaviness that settled like tons of bricks in my stomach

Depression. Sadness grief.

These were the emotions that could describe the way I felt ever since Ace had stormed out of my room this afternoon.

Currently, I lay beneath my bed covers but sleep wouldn't come, all his hateful words from the past years kept replaying in my head. 

He didn't hate me.  Or at least not enough to fully hurt me.

All those words had always cut like sharp knives to my heart, but pondering over it, he had never physically harmed me. 

Maybe because somewhere in his mind he still missed the old moments we shared just the way I do?

I couldn't be certain my earlier word