The Art of Domination by Ella Dominguez

Author:Ella Dominguez [Dominguez, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781301889808
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2012-12-28T00:00:00+00:00

Isabel

Having finished the painting of my mother, I leave it out to dry. She’s beautiful and the way I imagine she would’ve looked without my father; happy and content, and with me at her side. I feel anger slowly building in me and it’s not something I like. It’s like an evil seed in the pit of my stomach that’s growing much too fast.

How dare my father take a life. How dare he take a mother away from a child. I feel a wave of nausea hit me as I sit staring at the painting. I hardly ate lunch and I haven’t eaten anything else since. I’ve been too sick thinking about Dylan at Erika’s and sick from the knowledge that my father may have killed my mother. May have? Who am I kidding?

I attempt to stand and I feel my legs go weak. I rush to the bathroom and kneel in front of the toilet as my mouth starts to salivate uncontrollably. Get a grip, Isa. I breathe slowly and close my eyes.

I don’t hear Dylan come in and he startles me when I feel his hand on my back.

“What’s wrong, baby girl?” he asks, kneeling down next to me and pushing my hair away from my face. “Did you forget to eat?”

I burst into tears and hide my face in his chest. I catch him off guard when I throw myself at him and he falls back onto his butt, but he still cradles me.

“Shush. It’s okay. Whatever it is, it’s okay, love. Tell me.”

“I read the file on my father and my mother,” I weep into his chest.

I feel him tense up, but I don’t look up to see the expression on his face because I already know it will be one of anger. Right now, I don’t need anger from him; I need love. He tilts my face up by my chin and I’ve misjudged Dylan completely. He looks distressed and worried, and not angry at all.

“I’m so sorry you had to find out like this, Isa. I wanted to tell you myself. Oh, baby, I’m so sorry.”

“Is it true? Did he really kill her?” I ask with tears flowing like white rapids from my eyes.

“I don’t know.”

“You’re a terrible liar, Dylan.”

He smiles weakly at me. “I really don’t, Isa. All I can do is speculate at this point. It looks like, yes, he did, but we don’t know for sure.”

“Oh, Dylan, I’m such a shit.”

He looks confused by my statement. “What? No, no. Why would you say that?”

“Because for years I blamed my mother for leaving me. I thought she abandoned me. I hated her and blamed her for my miserable life.” I can’t even get the last few words out without stuttering and I’m crying so hard that I start to drool all over myself. I must look a complete mess.

I bury my face in his chest again and bawl hysterically.

Dylan rocks me and whispers sweet things in my ear.

“Isa, Isa… you were only a child.

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