Bella's POV
This is the day I've been dreading. I really don't want to go back to school. I didn't want to face Harry. I didn't want to go back to the hell hole people call school. I want to lock myself up here for the rest of my life.
I do my usual routine, brush my teeth, take my shower and walk out in my towel. I pick out my clothes for today, a grey sweatshirt and black leggings. It's not like I have to dress to impress people at school. I put my clothes on and walk downstairs, put on my converse and walk out of the house.
I keep a happy face on when I walk into school. I don't want to be known as the pathetic weakling that everyone picks on. Just as I expected, a familiar voice speaks up behind me when I walk past the school doors.
'Busty Bella!' the voice says.
Harry. Why does he call me that? Oh yeah, because I'm apparently fat and disgusting. I keep on walking ignoring his comment.
'Busty Bells' he says in a sing song voice.
'What do you want Harry?' I snap.
'What did I say about attitude?' He says, grabbing my arm and digging his nails into it when stressing on 'attitude'
'S-sorry' I say, wincing when he pinches my arm.
'Thats better' he says, smirking as he noticed my pain.
'What can I do for you Harry?'
'Nothing, I don't need your help' he says with disgust evident in his voice as he lets go of me.
'Okay' I say and walk to my locker.
SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! NO ONE SEEMS TO BE READING THIS SO IDK IF I SHOULD CONTINUE THIS STORY LOL
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FanfictionBella Winters is 18 and wants nothing but to live a normal life. She's bullied at school and abused at home. Will things change for her? Or will things get worse and tear her apart?
