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- 𝙄 𝙎 𝘼 𝘽 𝙀 𝙇 𝙇 𝙀 '𝙎 - 𝙋 𝙊 𝙑 -

8:30 AM. Shit, I'm late for school again. I start to run, I run as fast as I could and got to the end of the street, ran around the corner and collided with a woman who was carrying a bunch of papers. "Sorry, I'm so sorry ma'am," I say quickly helping her to collect her papers. "Its quite alright darling, I wasn't looking where I was going," she replies smiling. I smile back and set off running to school again. I finally got to school at 9:00 AM. Shit, I've missed half of my English Lit lesson, i carry on running and arrive at my lesson. I stop at the door to catch my breath, when i have caught my breath i walk into the lesson.

"Sorry, I'm late Miss..." I say but quickly stop. "And you must be Isabelle Shepard," the teacher says. "Yes sir, sorry I'm late," i respond quickly. "Okay Miss Shepard, sit down, don't talk and catch up," he says in a stern, strict voice. I sit down in my seat next to my best friend Blaise. "Where the fuck have you been? I've been stuck in here with him on my own," she whispers looking at the supply teacher. I look up at her, "sorry I overslept," i reply quietly. "What the fuck happened to your face?" She asks worriedly. "W-what do you mean what happened to my face?" I ask, then i remember that i was in such a rush this morning that i didn't cover the bruising on my face. "I mean what the fuck happened to your face, you have a massive bruise on your face," she replies. "Erm...I..." But before i could finish Sir shouts, "Miss Shepard get out NOW, don't you dare think you can come into my class late and then proceed to disrupt the class by talking. Get out and wait for me outside," i grab my bag and coat and wall put. I got outside of the classroom and wait for sir. When he finally came out, "who do you think you are? Coming into my lesson late and then disrupt the class by talking," he screamed at me. Just as he finished my head of year came walking around the corner and straight towards us.

- 𝙈 𝙍 𝙎. 𝙎 𝙃 𝘼 𝙒 '𝙎 - 𝙋 𝙊 𝙑 -

Im heading to my office when i hear shouting, i assume its the usual troublemakers so i follow the voice. I turn the corner and to my surprise see one of my best students. I walk towards them, "is there a problem here sir?" I ask. "Yes, there seems to be Mrs. Shaw, she came into my lesson late, skipping i presume and then precedes to disrupt the class by talking," he replies looking a little bored. I notice that Isabelle is looking at the floor and avoiding eye contact. "If its alright with you Sir, i would like it if Isabelle joins me in my office, i would like to have a chat with her," i reply looking directly at him. "That would be brilliant Mrs," he replies. I tell Isabelle to join me in my office and we walk to my office. "So Isabelle could you tell me why you are coming in late or not coming in at all? And what caused that bruise on your face?" I ask hoping she will open up to me. I look at Isabelle, she has a worried look on her face but remains silent. "Is it someone close to you that caused that bruise?" I ask but again she stays quiet. "Isabelle its okay you're safe here," i say as she begins to cry. "I don't want to talk about this," she says. The bell goes indicating the end of the first lesson. "Can i go to my lesson please Mrs?" She asks. Deciding not to push her to open up to me and knowing she would open up in her own time i reply, "Yes, but remember if you ever need to talk my door is always open."

- 𝙏 𝙄 𝙈 𝙀 - 𝙎 𝙆 𝙄 𝙋 -
- 𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐼𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 -

- 𝙄 𝙎 𝘼 𝘽 𝙀 𝙇 𝙇 𝙀 '𝙎 - 𝙋 𝙊 𝙑 -

After my detention, i set of walking home. I hope my dad isn't too angry with me getting home late. As i turn off school premises a car pulls up. "Are you okay Isabelle? You look worried," Mrs. Shaw asks. "Yes I'm fine thanks Mrs," i respond. "Would you like a lift home? It's better than walking in the rain," she asks. "If it's not too much trouble then sure," i answer smiling.

- 𝙏 𝙄 𝙈 𝙀 - 𝙎 𝙆 𝙄 𝙋 -
- 𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐼𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 -

I thank Mrs. Shaw, close the door and get my keys out of my pocket. I unlock the door and hear my dad, his girlfriend Laura, and his friends laughing. I walk towards the stairs,"Isabelle come here," my dad shouts from the living room. I take my coat off and hang it up. I walk into the living room to see Laura, my dad, and his friends; Bradley, Adam, and Neil. "Yes?" I ask. "Yes, what?" My dad shouts. "Yes, Sir?" I respond quickly. "You better perform well or you will be sorry later," he whispers in my ear. Then he pushes me into the middle of the room. They start to rip my school uniform off... I can't believe it, it's going to happen again. I'm stood in the middle of the room completely naked surrounded by 4 adult males. They start to close in around me and my dad pushes me to the floor.

- 𝙏 𝙄 𝙈 𝙀 - 𝙎 𝙆 𝙄 𝙋 -
- 𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡 -

After they were finished they left me on the floor and went home. "You didn't perform very well did you, Isabelle?" My dad asks me. "Im sorry, please no more. Ill do better next time i promise, just please no more," i beg. "Well i cannot let you go unpunished now can I," he says with a smirk. He picks up his belt and hits me with it. "No, stop, please stop," i sob but it was no use. He hit me 7 more times. "Now fuck off to your room whore, you are worthless. It would be easier i you died, everyone's life would be simple," he shouted at me. I ran to my room to avoid him getting angrier. When i got to my room i grabbed some of my clothes, and sentimental things and threw them in a bag, sat down and waited for my dad to fall asleep.


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