Dragging me by the arm into a small stationary cupboard Jordans clasped my hair in his balled fist. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Did you really think moving countries would give you the chance to cheat on me and bullshit to people?" Jordan whispered through gritted teeth. I squirmed and struggled under his grasp but I couldn't escape. It was happening again and this time no one could stop him. He pushed me to the floor, as I fell I grabbed a shelf which collapsed ontop of me. Jordan kicked me in the back and stamped on my leg until I screamed out in pain. I hoped someone would hear. I hoped someone would help. They never came. I blacked out. My eyes opened slightly, through my blurred vision I saw Jordan leave the room. I had my phone but no one to call. I couldn't stand or move with the shelf ontop of me and possible broken ribs. The pain was unbearable. Is this going to be how it is for the rest of my life? I groaned as I tried to push the shelf off me but there was no used. I shouted for help but no one opened the door. No one came.
Finally the door opened and a couple walked in giggling. Obviously unaware of me they began kissing eachother. I groaned, they looked down at me and the girl screamed. "Oh my God. Are you okay?" She asked crouching next to me and moving the shelf off me. "Parker, go get someone." To me she said, "what happened?"
"Shelf fell." I lied. If I told anyone Jordan would get someone else to beat me.
"Something else must have happened. I'm Erin, whats your name?" She asked pushing my red hair out of my face.
I tried to sit up, fuck, I was bruised and cut up. "I'm Anna. The brit." I told her as I rubbed my face as I propped myself up against the wall.
"What's going on Anna? You can trust me." Erin said rubbing my arm.
"The first person I spoke to got me beaten up. I'm not telling more people." I stated.
"Okay. We gotta get you up, okay?" She said, standing up she walked over to the door and glanced around. Shouting out the door she said, "hey, you. Come here."
Shit.
She chose the wrong person to help me. Stood looking down at the mess he caused was Jeordie. "I... I... I can't be here." He said to Erin as he looked down at me. "I need to go." He rushed off into the crowds of people.
Sighing, Erin went out the door and went to a group of guys on the American Football team Ethan appeared with another guy. They came over. "If this was Jeordies fault I swear I'll kill him." Ethan muttered lifting me to my feet. He lifted me up bridal style and began carrying me through crowds. I didn't know where I was going. I was taken into a white room and lay out on cheap bed. Erin began speaking to what I guessed was the school nurse as Ethan sat next to me. "Was this Jeordie?" He asked calmly.
"My boyfriend did. Jeordie caused it, my boyfriend did it." I said. If he abuses my trust I would go mental.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I'll tell you later." I sighed. Ethan stood and was about to leave when I said, "stay with me."
My body ached, I needed him. I really needed my friends from home but that wasn't happening.
How did Jordan get over here so quickly? How did he get into school?
Ethan sat by my side and held my hand. His thumb ran circles over the back of my hand. The nurse came to my side with a bowl of cold water and ice packs. I rolled up my top to my ribs to put the ice packs on my bruises. The ice sent chills up my spine making me gasp. My forehead was warm with blood dripping from it. I lifted my fringe for Ethan to clean with cotton wool and antiseptic. "Thankyou." I said. The nurse and Erin had left the room leaving Ethan and I alone.
