(Note: in this chapter, the character is only 9 years old.)
"Another day at Hell Elementary." I told myself as I get out of bed.
The school was actually called Lion Elementary, but I called it Hell because I hated the people there, and the school sucked in general.
I walk to school, and get to the first class of the day. "Only five more classes and I'll be out of this prison." I tell myself as I walk in class 10 minutes late.
"Look who decided to show her ugly face!" Coral yells. The whole class laughs, and of course the teacher won't do anything because she's a douche.
"Not today guys, I'm not feeling it today." I say as I plop down in my seat.
"Not today she says." Danny gets up out of his seat along with Coral and the other douchebags. "You don't have a choice you pig."
I let out a big sigh. I wasn't going to put up with it today. "I'm only going to warn you once. Leave me alone."
"Wow. We got a brave one here! Maybe she should learn some manners before she speaks to us again haha." Coral said.
"Children take your seat, you can resolve whatever you are fighting about at recess." The teacher says obviously knowing what's going on.
"At least I am saved for now" I tell myself as I try not to fall asleep in class.
RRIIIINNGG!!!!!
"Great recess. Maybe if I sluff the rest of the day, they won't bother me" I tell myself when I know that won't happen. But I try anyways.
"HEY!! You tryin' to escape? You of all people should know that there is no escape from this hell hole!!" Danny says as he grabs me by my hair.
"Not today Danny. I'm only gonna say it once." I say trying to be confident.
"We're gonna teach you some manners little girl, whether you like it or not." He says as he throws me to the ground.
His friends start to kick me everywhere. I can't take this anymore.
Danny picks me up by my hair. Blood already running from my nose and forehead.
"Learn anything yet?"
I smile just to piss him off even more. "This was supposed to be a lesson? I thought you just wanted to beat me because you knew that without me to beat, you have no life."
"You little b---"
He drops me, and I land on my elbow. I look up, and some 5th grader stands above me holding out his hand.
"You ok?" He says as I look around and see all of the bullies laying on the ground.
"Ya I'm fine. Just a few scratches."
"Those are more than scratches" he said touching my forehead.
I wince in pain. He looks at my eyes, and notices that one of my eyes are swollen shut. My lower lip is split open, and I have a huge gash on my forehead. My elbow is bruised, and so is my back and abdomen. My head is also sore from when Danny grabbed me by the hair. My hands are bloodied and scratched up, and my face is full of blood and scratches.
He takes me by the hand, and takes me to the nurse's office. No nurse. I didn't want to go to the nurse's office, because then they would call my parents and they would go ballistic on me.
"Oh look no nurse let's leave" I say and turn around to leave. He grabs me by my hand gently, and takes me to a chair.
"Stay here and I will take care of you." He said while making me sit.
"My name is Damien. What's yours?" He asks.
"My name is Rose. You don't have to do this."
"No I don't. But it's the right thing to do. So hold still and let me put this on" he said as he put Neosporin on my face and hands.
We sit there in silence for about 30 minutes while he puts bandaids all over me.
"Do you hurt anywhere else?" He asks.
"Other than my elbow, back, and stomach, no not really."
"If you don't mind, can I see the bruises on your back and stomach?" He says as my face turns red.
"S- sure" I say and lift up my shirt just enough to see all the hideous bruises.
His face turns a faint greenish color. "Those look really gross." He says as he touches one.
I hunch over as if I was going to puke because it hurt so bad.
"Sorry did that hurt?"
"Nope, the best feeling that I've ever experienced today." I say as I stand up straight.
He walks around me, and runs his hand over my back as if he was feeling the pain that I was in. When he got back in front of me, his eyes were filled with tears.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"How can you pretend that this doesn't hurt?"
"My body has gotten used to this" I say still confused of why he is crying.
"I mean mentally. How can you put up with this?"
I sit down for a second holding my sides so I can use as little muscle as possible.
"I guess since this has been happening for years, I just get used to it."
"Nobody should ever have to go through the pain you do." He said and laid his head in my hands crying. "I won't let them hurt you again."
And he stuck to his word. He protected me every day, even though he was 2 grade levels above me, he protected me.
We lost contact after I was in 5th grade he went on to middle school, and I had to face the bullies alone for 2 years.
I never let them touch me again because Damien signed me up for boxing classes without my parents knowing. My parents never would care anyways because I went through the same kind of hell at home.
I have never gotten the chance to thank him.
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