People looked at me disgusted, I didn't know what to do so I tried lowering my head. As we got closer to the table four other guys were sitting there looking at me and smiling. I couldn't help but smiled back.
There is one with brown hair and had some curls with at the end of his hair. He reached out his hand "Hi I'm Harry." he said with a smile. I startled a little when he reached out his hand. I'm not use to this.
"And this is Zayn, Liam, and Louis." Niall said pointing to the other guys as he said their name. We all greeted each other and sat down to eat.
They laughed and talked all through lunch, I just smiled through the jokes and everything. They seem so sweet and they are really funny. I looked up to see Bethany looking at me, giving me this disgusted look. She called Monica and were heading my way.
"Hey there cousin." Bethany said sitting next to me wrapping her arm around my shoulder. I feel myself getting tense as Monica sat on the other side of me.
"Cousin?" Niall asked looking at me. I just looked at him not wanting to nod 'no' because I don't want Bethany to do anything.
"Of course. We're family and I just loved her to death!" Monica replied as I looked at the rest of the boys looking confused. "Is it okay if I borrow her for a minute?" She smirked. My eyes widened, not wanting to leave the boys, they don't know how horrible she is to me.
"Um.. sure?" Harry said.
"Great! We'll be right back!" Bethany said standing up and grabbing my arm with the bruise really hard.
We were heading toward the bathroom that is out of order. I'm getting scared out of my mind! it's like she's going to kill me.. I hope not..
She threw me against the wall which hit my head pretty hard. "lets get this makeup off of you whore." with that, Monica started filling the sink with water clogging the bottom so the water will stay. Bethany pulled my hair pushing my head in the sink. It's like they were trying to drown me.
Bethany pulled my head back up. "Had enough?" she smirked and I nodded 'yes'. "I don't think so." She said putting my head back in the sink with water.
She pulled me back up and, again, pushed me to the wall. "Well look Monica, she's all beaten up by her father I'm guessing." She smiled and laughed. I turn away so she wouldn't see my face with the bruise.
My face, hair, and shirt were all wet, I just want to cry. "Let me see your wrist bitch." Monica said. I held out my wrist, shaking, she grabbed it and took out a lighter. I knew exactly what she was going to do.
I pulled my wrist back and pushed them trying to run out the door, but they caught me. They pined me down to the ground with Monica grabbing my wrist.
I tried and pull back but they were to strong. "Please no!" I screamed as tears started to dream down my face.
With Bethany on top of my whole body and holding out my arm, Monica got the lighter bringing it close to my wrist. I tried and tried to pull my wrist away, but it was to late. The lighter hit my wrist with its flame burning my skin. I screamed and cried in pain hopefully someone will be able to hear me.
Monica kept the lighter in one spot burning the same area. "Please stop!!" I yelled. They just laughed, "Alright Monica, we can cause her pain some other time."
Monica turned off the lighter and stood up with Bethany, I was still on the floor crying. "Don't be such a pussy." Bethany said kicking my face with her shoes.
Once they left the bathroom lunch has ended. I decided to stay in the bathroom for at least one class. I stood up looking in the mirror, seeing my nose bleeding. I turned on the water from the sink to wash my face.
The water touched my burn and I winced in pain. I looked at it and it was horrible and painful. I just lowered my sleeve hoping it'll go away.
I look back in the mirror noticing that my bruise is now noticeable. I don't carry makeup with me, so I'm screwed with that. I just have to keep my face hidden.
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An hour had pass and I am standing in front of my last class door. Shaking, I put my hand on the door knob, turned it, and just walked in. I took any empty seat I could find, the only one I could find was next to the guy named Zayn.
I hoped he doesn't notice me, but it was to late.
"Diana?" He whispered.
My bruise was on the other side of my face, so I slightly turned to look at him.
"What happened to you at lunch?" He questioned.
"I-I had-d an emergency."
"Oh. What was the emergency?"
"My mot-ther came explaining me something that happened." I simply stated.
"Okay. I hope everything is okay." he said as I smiled.
A moment if silents passed until he broke the silence. "Oh, here's your bag. you left it at the lunch table."
"Oh, thank you." I smiled as I grabbed my bag. I looked at him as if he was staring at something on my face. That's when I notice I forgot I had a bruise. he was about to say something, until the bell rang and I ran out of class.
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I was walking home, hoping my dad wasn't home because I can't take anything anymore. It was 3:30 when I just got home; I opened the door, looking around the house to see if anyone was home. No one was here.
I was relived as I walked upstairs to my room. I took off my sweater and laid in bed as I looked at the burned mark Monica gave me.
I decided to take a shower and just relax. Whenever water touches my burn it hurts, so after the shower I put some ointment on it. The ointment made the pain go away and the burn felt so much better.
I changed and started doing homework. It was 6:27 and I was exhausted, I had finish my homework and read a little of my book. I decided to go to sleep before my mom comes home, but I cried myself to sleep.
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Diana
أدب الهواةDiana is a girl who gets bullied in school and gets abused at home by her father. she has no friends at all and doesn't trust anybody. can anyone help her get through her hard life? will she be rescue or will it be too late?