Bullied and Mated???(On Hold)

Part 1 :- First Day

Ishita hissed as the fabric of long-sleeve t-shirt rubbed against her bruises. Like the others in her leg. She put long-skirt; thinking it will be good if she didn't wear some tight pants or sweatpants. She sighed softly looking at her image.

After her uncle & mother got married; they went to other city where he had some on going projects. But her mother slowly slipped in depression. She had married Raven for Ishita but she couldn't bear every-time he would touch her body. And her mother got bed ridden just within 2 yrs.

The tension; pressure and sexual frustration hover up his mind. The business began to drop. The drinking started; new women began to visit in weekends. 1st one slap; then 2 then more. He didn't beat her every other day. Nah; well; when he would be frustrated, after drinking, he would. Not in his sense; at least she believed.

Ishita kissed her mother's pale face. If she didn't knew she was sick; she would think some vampire sucked her blood. Some tears slide from her eyes seeing Ishita's fully covered body.

"Its okay; Ma. He does so much for us. Its okay." she whispered kissing her and moved to kitchen.

Ishita knew; how her grandmother pressurize her father to divorce her mother and get rid of them. At least she was glad he let her and her mother to stay there.

She made some pasta and ate some leaving some for her father. As every other day after beating; she found a sticky note with sorry and some dollars for grocery shopping.

Ishita roamed her eyes around the clg compound. It has been changed. Though she didn't have much memories of here; she faintly remembered how it looked like whenever she would pass with her Dada. She also have changed in past 10 yrs she thought to herself.

Pulling the sleeve of her t-shirt up to her palm. She pushed her glasses further in her eyes and slowly moved inside. Careful enough not to stumble to anyone.

"Oh! Common Dude. You can do this much. Can't you?" she heard someone shouting.

"Nah! He cant. Look at his size. He is gonna roll like football if he walk fast and you are talking about running." Someone replied making the crowd laugh out loud. Ishita try to peep through the queue. 3 boys and 2 girls were sitting in chairs and one healthy; as in really healthy boy was looking down shamefully. It didn't took much time to register what was happening.

Ishita gulped the lump she felt in her throat; before standing in front of them. She looked down remembering how one was punched just because he dare to look in their eyes.

"Name?" one of them asked. "I....Ish....Ishita." she mumbled.

"Oh! I....Ish....Ishita." One girl said before they all burst in laughter.

"Indian?" one husky voice asked. She nodded.

"So Chasmish." he said mockingly looking her glasses "Long-sleeved t-shirt and long dresses. Following Indian traditions; huh? Tsk tsk tsk will have to remove some." 

Her eyes widen listening that. She was never proud of her body. Little bit chubby; and a bit hairy compared to others. And from yesterday's mark; there was no way she could do that. She just stood there.

"Not doing. Wanna be punished?" same voiced said but coming little close.

"I m sry....." she was saying when bell rang.

"Move." he said slightly pushing her.

Ishita slowly moved to her class. Her father; had already taken her routine by him. She knew about classes and map also helped a lot.

She had

Math

Science

Break