Every person has at least one secret that would break your heart.
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Isabella Lexi Monroe
"My name is Isabella, Isabella Monroe."
Nicknames:
Bella|| Bee|| Izzy|| Bell
"My friends call me Bella, thats if i had friends. My parents call me Bee and my sister calls me Izzy."
Age:
Eighteen|| 18
"I just turned eighteen last week actually, yes I know I look young for my age don't remind me."
Gender:
Female
"I am obviously a female, at least that is what my birth certificate says."
Sexuality:
Bisexual
"I have a weak heart for boys/girls with brown hair and eyes. It is my kryptonite."
"Nobody knows I am in counseling. If other people found out about my past, I would be destroyed. No one can find out, I won't let them. If they knew, they would use it against me.
✦Hot showers - "The part I love the most about showers is sitting on the shower floor and letting the hot droplets cascade down my back."
✦Dancing - "It's like I go into another realm. There's something about when I dance, I can be myself".
✦Coffee - "I have at least one cup every morning."
✦Traveling-"I have been to five different countries and I plan on going to more."
✦Tequila-" Don't judge me its been a tough year."
✦Horror movies-" I don't know what it is about a good horror movie but I just can't get enough."
✦Candles-" I always light candles when I'm in bed, or in the bath...pretty much all of the time."
✦Ice cubes-"My doctor says it is because i am anemic."
Dislikes
✧Anxiety - "I get anxiety attacks at least once a day, they have gotten better... Or so I thought."
✧The Dark - "I know I'm eighteen and still afraid of the dark."
✧Driving-"I am one of the worst drivers you will ever meet"
✧Beer-"I have never been fond of the taste, you know the saying 'Beer before liquor never sicker.'"
✧Clubs-"I have never been much of a club type of girl. That just isn't my scene."
✧Players-"We all know who they players are. Its like they're magnetic, I am always attracted to them."
✧Car accidents-"That is my number one biggest fear."
Talents
✷Dancing-" I have been a dancer since I was three years old, I guess you can call it a talent."
✷Drawing-"My mother was the one who introduced me to drawing when I was younger"
✷Singing-"I mean I like to do Karaoke, does that count?"
Weaknesses
↡Holds a mean grudge-"I don't like it when people do me wrong, I tend to hold grudges. Hey nobody's perfect"
↡Liar-"I tell white lies, It doesn't mean I lie all of the time. When I do its only to keep my secret."
↡Sensitive-"I get emotional at times. Maybe a little too often."
↡Recklessly impulsive-"I tend to act before I think. It is one of my biggest downfalls.
↡Arrogant-" What a girl can't think she looks ht once in a while.
Fears
✯Batophobia-"I have a terrible fear of heights"
✯Coulrophobia-"I cannot deal with clowns. They are creepy and shouldn't be allowed near children."
✯Lygophobia-"Like I said, I am terrified of the dark."
☾Witty-" I have an answer for everything you say...always."
☾Jealous-"I wouldn't say I am a jealous person I just get...territorial..sometimes."
☾Outgoing-"Hey, I can be the life of the party."
☾Seductive-"I have a naughty side, I don't always use it to get what I want"
☾Friendly-"I love making new friends."
☾Argumentative-"I like to get my way, not all the time but most of the time"
☾Hard working-"I will put 110 percent into everything I do and I won't stop until i get the job done."
☾Romantic-"So I am naive and believe in love..."
Isabella comes off as either very outgoing and bubbly or very elusive and at times, mistakenly snappy, both are mere facades that she'll run herself into the ground trying to keep up. In reality, she is extremely emotional and unpredictable, also a bit tightly-wound. She has a lot of games she'll play, those of acting like the happiest person in the world or she'll simply retreat into a shell of quiet fear. in truth all she just wants is confidence, security, and safety, but when you get too caught up in thinking nobody will listen or that you're bound to need bandages if you do, then you're just six feet under and stuck with your melancholy soaked lips sealed.
One look at this young girl has people falling head over heels for her. At first glance she seems like all that a proper young lady would be. However, she opens her mouth and that image begins to shatter like pieces of a dropped mirror. Isabella is a girl who loves to live life for the moment and has little to no problem getting loud and ignorant with people when she feels that it's needed. Isabella doesn't mind stepping on people's toes and telling them exactly what she thinks. There is no such thing as sugarcoating with her. She's not rude or obnoxious, though quite a few people might accuse her of being such. She's simply brutally honest and won't apologize for being herself. Despite her apparent coarseness, she's actually a pretty sweet woman if you can get past her big mouth. She's not a stranger to lending a helping hand and she can recognize when she's hurt someone unnecessarily – Even if it takes her a while. She always makes up for her wrongs and will, begrudgingly, admit when she is wrong. One thing that she hates more than anything is handouts. She doesn't like getting things just because she's friends with someone or anything of the like.She believes in getting yourself noticed on your own.
"Well lets start from the beginning. I have lived in Mountain Brook my entire life. Both of my parents are very successful people. My father, Lucas Monroe is the CEO of a very high end manufacturer and my mother, Sophia Monroe is a well known ballet teacher. My parents met when they were thirteen and fourteen and since then they have been inseparable, well that was until they became the ‘it’ couple. Not everyone knows their dark past though. At the age of sixteen my mother got pregnant with my brother. His name is Stephan. My mother and fathers parents didn’t approve with their decision and they disowned them. Since they were so young when they had him they didnt have the money or support to raise him appropriately. I on the other hand was very fortunate. Six years later I was born, my parents were now financially stable and my grandparents finally accepted their decision and came to terms with it. My parents adored me because they always wanted a little girl.
My life changed when I was six. My older brother, the one I looked up to started to abuse me emotionally and physically. Having a brother who is six years older than you is very difficult to come to terms with. As my parents became more successful they would leave me and Stephan home alone more often. Every weekend our parents would go away on ‘mini vacations’ Stephan would be left in charge. Instead of watching me he would tie up my hands and feet and leave me in the basement. At first it would only be for an hour or two. His friends would come over and hangout while their parents were away. The older I got the worse he would torture me. At twelve he was Eighteen. His friends would come over and do unspeakable things to me. If you look closely on my body you will see scars, they aren’t exactly big but each one has a horrific story. I stopped trying to hide them at the age of fourteen. My mom knows what he has done to me but my dad doesnt. I have been going to counseling for the night terrors and flashbacks I’ve been having. That isn’t even the worst of it. No one can know about how dark my past is. They wouldn’t understand.
I have this love for dance and music that burns inside of me. I started at the age of three. My mother is a beautiful ballet teacher. She always wanted me to follow in her footsteps. A flashback that I keep having was on a snowy December night. My mother made Stephan drive me to my dance class. I had a terrible cold that day and my mother told me not to come to class. I begged Stephan to take me, I didn’t have my license at the time and I would do anything to go. I praticaly sold my soul to him that afternoon in order for him to take me. I was sixteen at the time. While on our way to the dance studio it started to snow hard. It was recorded of the worst snowstorm that year. I was looking out of the window when I lowly sung to the radio. Stephan looked up and smirked at my and began to put his hand on my thigh. I pushed his hand away but he wouldn’t give in. I pushed him hard causing his hand to move the steering wheel. All I heard were screeching tires. I looked up and a six wheel truck crashed into us. The driver died on impact and Stephan’s legs were pinned down. He ended up dying hours later.
My mother never forgave me. She blames me for his death. I know she wishes it was me who had died. When were out in public she acts like the loving mother she once was. When we are alone it is a different story, It is like I don’t even exist. That is the reason she is never home. This huge house is mine. My father can’t bare to look me in the eyes anymore. So yeah I am in counseling."
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