Immaculate

Coffee and cake

Sorry, everyone, I should have said, this story is set before Nathan's dad had a go at her and before Jade did as well, so Sang is still at her house in this one, She hasn't moved to Nathan's and so all her stuff is still in her attic. :)

Also in my head, Mr B and the others have been recording every single conversation that has been going on in Hendricks office since they managed to get the cameras etc in there at the start of the school year. :)

Tanners court is not real and I may have changed the legalities of what he told her step mother... :P

Part Seventy-Seven

Sang's POV

I made myself concentrate on doing my best with my homework. I had to make sure that everything I handed in was to the best of my ability. If I continued to get A's on my homework and classroom work, it would make it harder for Mr Hendricks to muck up my grades, especially if I showed my father my grades tomorrow.

I still felt sick when I thought about what he wanted me to do. It was degrading. He had been pushing for me to have sex with them to get the information he wanted, he was prepared for me to prostitute myself and he even wished he'd thought of it sooner. The man had no morals and was more dangerous than I had ever realised. It made me wonder what he had against the other pupils he had there. I knew he had something against Karen and I was fairly sure he was using her. I just didn't know what it was. Oh god, I hoped it wasn't something as depraved as what he had intended for me.

I finished packing my books into my bag for Monday and checked my iphone for the time. I had fifteen minutes and nothing to do. I would check on Marie and make sure she was ok and then I would sit in the attic and wait for them to call me.

I got up from packing my bag and leaving it by my bookshelf I opened my door and went across to her closed door. I knocked quietly and waited. The door was cracked open and she peered out of it at me.

"What do you want?" she demanded.

"I just wanted to see if you were ok," I said, she sneered at me and slammed the door and I sighed. I hadn't expected anything different. I turned to go back to my room when her door opened again and she looked out.

"I'm going over to Danielle's for the weekend, don't even think of snooping around in my bedroom again."

"I wasn't snooping, Marie," I tried to talk to her but she slammed the door again. I went into my room and locked the door behind me. I didn't want her coming in while I was on the phone in the attic so I dragged my trunk across the room and shoved it in front of the door. She could get in if she wanted to, but she'd have to really shove hard and I would hear her before she got the door clear. I would be able to get out of the attic and back into my room before she discovered where I was.

If she was at Danielle's for the weekend, that meant she didn't know that my father was coming here tomorrow. He must have only told me and not her. Did he expect me to tell her as well? I shook my head and made my way into the attic, it was nearly eight o'clock and I wanted to be ready. I had been waiting for this since I had read the message this morning. I wouldn't be able to see them, or touch them, but I would be able to hear them. This was my plan, and I had to see it through.

I made myself comfortable on the bean chair and held the phone in my lap waiting. It began to ring straight away and I answered it with shaky fingers.

"Hello, Mr Blackbourne?" I managed to breath his name out, my entire body shaking now.

"Sang," It was him and he had called me by my first name, tears stung my eyes. I sat up a bit, I had to get this together, this was precious time and I had no intentions on wasting it crying.