Your name is Crystal (Chris, Chrissy)
You're a female
You're also a lesbian
You have problems at home but your teacher doesn't know.
Miss Rebecca Alan is a Historical teacher
If she found out about your home life she'd shut you down. You're like h...
"How am I supposed to take care of Chris? I'm a fucking mess Rebecca" I sob. "Seeing her like that makes me remember back to when I was tortured by them. I'd have to save her from them both..." I say. My thoughts run and I remember what they did.
Flashback
I run into my room and see my little sister sat on my bed. She's giggling. She's only 9... I've protected her. She's giggling and holding up a teddy bear and a doll. I gave her the teddy bear for her 2nd birthday, I gave her the doll for her 9th.
But I hear footsteps approach quickly. "Calum you fucking bastard!" I shiver as I hear my fathers devilish voice. He bursts into my room. I quickly grab Chris and pull her behind me. She's scared of him; I don't blame her. He grabs my chin furiously and throws my against my bookshelf. It hurts. I can barely stand up. He walks over to me and drags me to my feet.
"You are a disgrace to our family! I saw you! I saw what you did!" He spits. My face immediately rushes red. I already know what he's talking about... "I fucking knew you were a fag!" Yep he knew. He saw me kissing another guy. I may or may not have hooked up with him. But my father forcefully pushes me back so I hit the bookshelf again. Books pile off and hit me on the head. Many cut my face. But he just walks out...
Chris comes to me. "It's okay...don't cry. I'm here" her cute little voice makes me smile. But the pain overtakes.
As I sit on the floor the last tear rolls down my face. I feel Rebecca's fingers intertwining with my hair. I sniffle and sit up. "You don't have to tell me. But I need to know something sometime..." she states. I sigh deeply saddened. I look at her. "You will. I probably will end up breaking and telling you before Chris. Chris she's..." I think, "she's broken. She's just escaped them. She's going to take a while to open up. She tells me quite a but not everything. Hopefully she'll tell you, I'd tell you but it's not my story to tell. She loves you." She smiles at my comment. I hear the bell ring and I quickly make myself look presentable. I take a deep breath and make my way out of the door.
Rebecca's POV:
Everyone's got a story. I'd love to know Chris'. But she's been broken and unable to build herself back up she's lost trust in basically everyone. Calum, Ashton, Tom and Lila, they're people who she trusts fully. They know most of her story.
Calum grew up knowing Ashton. They've always been together. They're brothers. Calum has told me that his parents did torture him and Chris. He told me a few details, not a lot. But definitely nothing about Chris. It's not his to tell. I've never seen anyone like Calum and Ashton, they're friends who are cute. They're the best. They're brothers! They would probably die if they didn't have each other.
Calum's POV:
I teach the class and I sit watching the children answer the questions. I yawn and there's a knock at the door. I take my feet off the desk and stand up. I open the door and I see my brother. Ashton. I chuckle. "What's up mate?" I ask. He looks exhausted. But he chuckles.
I'd probably die without Ashton. He's my best friend. People say a soulmate is someone you have to be in a relationship with, but Ashton is by brother soulmate.
"These kids are killing me..." I lean against the doorway listening to him. "I don't know how many times I've said detention today. There have been so many fucking fights!"
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I laugh at him. "These kids are chill. Always are. Chris is...she's in Becs car, asleep. She was exhausted" I state. Ashtons pouts. He pushes himself off the door frame and smiles. "I'm going for a coffee see you at lunch" I smile and wave to him. I close the door and walk back to my desk. I kick my feet up and sigh. These kids are chill. I'm bored...
When the bell rings children scatter out of the class and Ashton walk into the classroom. "Has Chris eaten?" Ash asks. I take a deep breath and sigh. I groan and rub my face. "Oh god...I don't know... how am I supposed to help her if I can't even keep track. I'm such a bad brother" Ashtons face drops and he pulls a chair beside me. His hand rests on my knee, he looks me in the eye and a tear rolls down my face. "Come here mate" he pulls me close. He hugs me. "You're the best brother. To me and to Chris. You can't say you're a bad brother when you're the best" I sit straight and sigh deeply. I stare at the desk unknowing what to say. But I just look at Ash. ___________________________
