Hey guys! I'm prewriting all of these right now, so i dont know how you guys are liking it, i hope you are enjoying them,
When we finished Marcel had agreed to go to Dan's do you think this is a good idea???? anyways Comment Vote and follow me
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/dan's pov\
I took hold of Marcel's Fragile body lifting her from her corner support under her legs and behind her back, he was relaxed luckily as I walked us down the hall way of the empty school hallway
I brought her to the car park and to my red "Cringe Mobile" of a car placing her lightly down on the passenger seat, she kept her head down through the driving, still slightly crying, "Marcel?" I started "Marcel, when we get to mine would you like my phone to call your parents to tell them you're safe?" i asked her, her face white with fear.
"no no no no!" she whisered "they cant find out!" she said again, panicking, i had to get her home. I lived close to the school, about a 5 minute drive, but for someone like her 5 minutes could feel like years. I didnt bother asking why. knowing she would get uncomfortable
/Marcel's p.o.v.\
He walked me into his house, placing me on his couch,running off away from me, I hoped he wasnt going to hurt me more then I already was, he got back to where I was sitting carrying a case of bandages, he looked me over, then ran off again to the kitchen I believe,
"arm," he said getting back to me, I sat up.
"W-w-why?" I cried at him, as he pushed it with a piece of kichen roll, he looked as me, and laughed slightly,
"to stop the bleeding, I wont hurt you, but your bleeding from the cuts, with is almost as bad as the rest of your body." He said, Gripping my hand, applying pressure to the cuts that were very badly made o my arm,
I usually had an art to them, keeping them straight, perfectly alligned, it made them easier to hide, but these were everywhere on my arm, and stinging more then normally, I probably hit some already cut places reopening the almost healed cuts.
"you never answered me, Why can't your parents know where you are? they will get worried if your meant to be home from school in an hour, and your still here, and would you like to have a shower or bath or something to wash any blood off?" he asked me, I thought for a minute, 'how do i tell him my parents are abusive, without telling him my parents are abusive'
"A bath would be lovely," I started, "and they just can't" tears getting ready to show again "They'll hurt me more, and they'll find you and hurt you!" I said, regreting everything in a matter of seconds, "you know to much, I must leave."
I got up as quickly as possible,
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Teen Fiction*TRIGGERING: SELF HARM, ABUSE, SWEARING, DRUGS AND ALCOHOL YOUVE BEEN WARNED!* Marcel Ariana was a typical Normal girl, Never bullied, Well that was until her dad started to abuse her, use her as a toy, no one helped, but became her bully, Leading...
