Bullied

Chapter 2

Jessica's POV

I walk into English and sit in the back with my head down. No one likes to sit next to me so who ever is the last one in the class has no choice. Justin was five minutes late to class. Just my luck. He sat down next to me and pinched me, kicked me and more. He would also yank my hair once in awhile. I only let about three tears slip but I didn't make any noise.

"Hey shit face, kill yourself." He snickered just as the bell rang for lunch.

I grabbed my lunch and threw it away because if I don't buy lunch the lunch ladies tell the office and then they question me.

I walk out of lunch to be tripped by Chaz one of Justin's friends.

"Watch where you're going slut!" he yells and everyone erupts in laughter.

I run into the restroom and slice my wrist open six more times. I then walk into the library and read 'Looking for Alaska' until the bell rings once again signalizing it's time for third period which in my case is math.

I walk into math and take my usual seat. Ashley sits next to me. Ashely is the schools slut she's played every guy and her Vagina has probably been used more than One Direction's name on google.

"Hey fastass here's a little something to help you after school." she smirks as she hands me a rope.

I didn't realizing I was crying until I got up and left the classroom.

I was walking out of the school when a voice stopped me.

"Hey!" he yelled.

I tensed at his voice and turned around.

"Where are you going fat pig?" he hissed.

"Home." I mumbled.

"Speak up!" he slapped my right cheek.

"J-Justin please s-stop." I cried.

He kneed the lower section of my stomach making me groan in pain.

"Kill yourself." Was the last thing he said as he walked away.

I got up and started limping home.

I remember when Justin and I were best friends. He would take me everywhere every time he got the chance. He would tickle me until I ran out of breath. I trusted him with my life. But he soon became a stranger. One day he slapped me out of anger because of his girlfriend and ever since he has tortured me until I could do no more. After he began the abuse my mom started drinking and my dad soon followed.

Flashback

"Mom?" I called as I got home.

"Go to your room bitch." she laughed.

"M-Mom why are you drunk?" I asked.

"Because I can be! Go to your room you're such a disgrace to this family." she stated.

"Dad!" I yelled as I ran into my parents room.

"Dad something's wrong with mom she's drinking and saying these awful things!" I explained.

"Shut up whore!" he screamed.

What is happening?

Before I could figure everything out my dad slapped me across the cheek.

"I'm doing this because we hate you! And we need money so you're going to make that happen pathetic twit!" he spat.

I ran into my room and locked my door.