Who Knew?!?!

what's wrong

Yep. I got beaten up real bad just now but it's alright I have been accustomed to it. I am currently applying ointment in some bruises that I got from the torture. Would you call me a strong person now? I mean I get beat up every here and then and still don't complain and that's like bam! I'm strong.
Not strong enough though.

I sighed and went to bed grabbing my laptop and getting ready to watch Netflix. The only thing that keeps me sane these days.
               Now love stories are like my thing. Not that I do all those shits it's just that they're just so good. Obviously real life is not like that, life is not like a piece of cake, and you can't just make the most handsome guy fall for you in like a millisecond, no, that is so not life. Life is shit. There is cruelty, viciousness, lovelessness and brutal. In simple words life is shit
*Next day

         The sound of the alarm woke me up waking me up from a peaceful sleep, ughh, I am so not a morning person. I wish to stay in bed so bad but duty calls--- school. I groaned again and decided to shower. The warm water loosened the tight muscles, a few of my wounds had been painting a bit but that was fine.

          I was again in my biology class with the book right in front of me, going through the last lesson " hey" a voice chirped making me look up from the book, it's not always that someone would come and talk to me. I casually smiled at him not wanting to be rude. " Do you always just study??" Ben asked me, I didn't want to talk to him at talk to anyone in fact. He started tapping his fingers against the table making a disturbing noise: I hate getting disturbed while I study. " Do you mind?" I asked looking up from my text book, I had to admit looking at him from this angle really did make him attractive, not that he wasn't already, his blue eyes and his hazel coloured hair and______ whoa was I just checking him out what the hell. He smirked and placed his hand in my thigh, making me flinch, my wound was not fully healed and it still hurt "what's wrong?" Ben asked, for once, concern was written over his face. "I-i I'm f-fine"  I said looking
away. The pain in my thigh was slowly becoming worse making me wince again. My head was not in the class at all, and on top of that I could feel Ben's intense gaze, trying to figure out. I had to go to the bathroom as soon as possible and see what actually happened or if my stitches have been reopened. I was keeping a close look on my watch 'just 1 more minute's I thought to myself. Counting the seconds ticking by, and finally it did ring and I think I was probably the first one out. I locked the bathroom door and tried to open the button from my jeans when ' thud thud thud' the door banged " who is it?".  I said sighing and opening the door " Ben? What are you doing here? You can't be here. It's a girls toilet" I shrieked looking at Ben " who said I couldn't." He says and steps in locking the door behind him and walking towards me " what's wrong?" He asks after a while " what do you mean?" I tried to smile, he strides even more close to me " I might not know you that well, but I can tell the difference between a person who is suffering and in pain, and I know you are" he whispers looking directly at me, his blue eyes smoldering me. " No I'm so not in pain okay. I think you're mistaken."  Desperately trying to get him out and convince him " hey uhm.... Do you think you could uh leave" I said, but he shooked his head " I know you are in pain. It's not your fault if you are in pain. Everyone has difficulties" he said in a soft tone, making me melt and my tears flow. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cry." I said and went to the sink, splashing water in my face. " Hey, what is this?" He said pointing at the purplish color in my face, making me realize that because of the water my make-up was erased. " Uh it's nothing. Just a simple bruise" I tried to fake a laugh but he was looking at me skeptically
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