Bruised

Chapter one: suffering

Sitting on the tile floor of the bathroom there sat a girl crying. she had her knees pulled to her chest with her head laying on them. Three girls walked in and started kicking and calling her names. "Hey piggy!" "your so ugly you melt glue!" Izabella are you just going to sit there and and cry, wow you really are pathetic!" spat the girl with brown hair and musty gray eyes. Izabella still just sat there with her head in her hands. "Stop just stop! Haven't you done enough damage to my life? Aren't there enough people that mess with me?!" Izabella cried out. The three girls just starred at her before deciding to walk out but not before they spat on Izabella. " You piece of trash why don't you go fall back into your hole!" said the leader of the group before walking completely out of the restroom. Izabella still sat in the corner though, not getting up to retaliate, not speaking out just sitting there crying into her hands. Today was her last day of school. She was a senior and she would be graduating in a few days, yet they still wanted to pester her like they had since she was in the 6th grade. Most kids would be happy that not only did she finish school but the torture of bullies would be over, but not Izabella. She reached over and pulled out the letter she had received that morning. It was to inform her that her father was MIA. Her mom was dead,she had died when Izabella was 15 and even though she didn't live with her dad she loved him very much, he was the only thing she had left. Izabella soon wiped her tears, shoved the note back in her bag and got up to head back to the apartment that she shared with her 2 best friends Ethan and Nathaniel. They both had already graduated and now it was her turn. Izabella walked slowly back to the apartment, her long red hair blowing in the wind. The sky looked like it had been beaten to a pulp and now it was about to shed its tears. Izabellas aqua blue eyes pooled with tears of her own again as she walked. She felt as the sky looked. Her bottom lip trembled but she kept a brave face. She blinked a few times and then wiped the few tears that had escaped onto her glasses. The wind wiped stronger at her hair and the sky roared out almost like it was protesting. It soon started to pour down rain, but Izabella didn't care she just kept walking as if she was in a trance. It was if she was nothing but a robot, a shell of a girl. She tightened the hold on a few books she was carrying. The rain stained her clothing and washed over her face. Her eyeliner trickling down her face. Her long red hair clinging to everything it could. When she finally arrived at the apartment building she was soaked to the bone. Izabella shivered slightly as she walked up the steps. The sky filled with lightening as thunder tour through the sky, the steps shook at the sound. The lightening highlighted Izabella's face, she looked like death warmed over.