Accidentally Delinquent

Chapter 10

!!WARNING!! In this episode, you will be able to know a fragment of Belle's past, and that particular scene contains violence and harassment, if you are not comfortable with that, feel free to skip that part. Happy reading :)
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"What the hell happened out there?" Hannah breaks the awkward silence after she was done bandaging my knuckles

I shake my head in an attempt to brush her off, but to no avail.

"You're going to tell me."

Her voice was dead serious and her expression was the same, mentally letting me know that there was no room for me to argue.

"If I tell you, you can't tell anyone." I tell her, and she nods.

"I'm not a delinquent, I'm as innocent as a toddler." I say quickly, secretly hoping that I said it fast enough for her not to get it.

She doesn't seem shocked or fazed as all as she lets out a small laugh
"I know that."

My jaw drops at what she had just said, and I instantly inch away from her.

"How?" I ask, genuinely confused and she shakes her head with an amused smile.

"I knew ever since you went in that closet with Luke." she explains, then continues before I could say anything
"You were scared shitless of looking at him, and everytime you made a brace remark, your facial expressions just threw you off because it was so obvious that you didn't mean a single word you were saying to him."

"Do they know?" I ask hesitantly and she nods her head slowly, making a pang of fear rise in my chest

"No, how did they know? Did you tell them? It wasn't your place to tell!" I whisper yell, and she places her hands on my shoulders to calm me down

"Believe it or not, I was the last one to figure it out."

I let out a loud, disappointed sigh "I've been here for literally five days and everyone already knows everything I've been trying so hard to hide."

"You sure they know everything?" she asks curiously, emphasizing the last word and I give her a look that basically says 'dont push it' before hopping off of her bed, and walking to my room, letting myself fall into a deep sleep.

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Thinking I would actually get a good night's rest was naive.

It was currently 2AM, and I was sitting on the curb of the rooftop, letting my legs dangle over the building. Dangerous, I know, but I figured that since it was so late—or early, rather—no one would even think of going up to the rooftop

And no one did.

I took a deep breath and looked up, facing the dark sky

"John?" I ask ever so softly, as if saying his name would bring him back.

"I'm so sorry." I say, tears falling from my eyes as I continue to talk to the sky.

"I know you wanted me to be better. But here I am, stuck in a school for troubled children." I let out a humourless laugh and continue with "I wanted to make mom and dad proud, John. That's all I wanted."

I let in a shaky breath as the memories from years ago come flooding back to me.

Four years ago

"John, I'm scared!" I try to make a coherent sentence but that was almost impossible because of the cloth that was tightly wrapped around my mouth.

"I know, Isabella." he sighs, grabbing my hand and giving it a tight squeeze.

He then realizes that he could take the gag out of my mouth and he takes it off.

"John, are they going to kill me?" I ask, completely terrified that my legs were shaking.

His eyes grow dark and his jaw visibly stiffens, "Never."

"Listen to me Isabella, that door over there is the only way you can escape." he explains while cutting the ropes off of me quickly "No matter what you see or hear, don't ever stop running until you reach home, and when you do, call 911."

He pushes me off the chair and shoves me to the door quickly, and just when he was about to close it, pounding footsteps were approaching and he started moving quicker as he kissed my head and closed the door.

"I love you so much Isabella."

"JOHN NO!"

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PRESENT

"What are you doing here?" a deep voice interrupts everything I was thinking about and I wipe my tears as quick as I can, and turn to the person behind me.

"Nothing." I lie, attempting to walk away, but he grabs my hand and pulls me to him, scanning my face.

Luke.

"Why were you crying?" he asks, his voice almost sounded annoyed and I could say the same for his facial expression

"If I told you, you wouldn't care." I coldly tell him, as I try and pull my arm from his grasp, but to no avail.

"Maybe not, but tell me anyway." he orders, and I scrunch my face in disgust, the audacity of this guy.

"Hey, piss off." I tell him once again, but he doesn't budge.

"I'm not gonna ask you again, Tanner."

"Then don't." I challenge, and a flicker of emotion flashes through his eyes, but just when it appeared, it was gone.

He lets go of my arm and I glare at him.

"You're impressive." he tells me, and I give him a confused look

"You're acting skills. The way you pretend you arn't fazed by anything and the way you act like you don't care. Especially the way you act like you're actually a delinquent." he says, and I wince at his words. "But you're not, you're scared shitless and if given the chance, you would bolt right out of here. You don't hate me, you're scared of me, but you put on a show so people wouldn't treat you like shit, and it's pathetic."

Anger runs through my veins as I say these next words
"You don't know the half of what I've been through, and after just a week you act like you know how I think and you know everything about me?" I scoff.

"You have everything handed to you on a silver platter and your Dad owns this place. People like you don't have a single idea of what it feels like to be hurt." I yell out in frustration and his face turns cold and scary.

He walks closer and closer to me and I inch away from him each time, until my back hits the wall.

"You have no fucking idea what I've been through." he says through gritted teeth, and his tone of voice was laced with venom.

"Don't you dare tell me I don't know what the fuck it feels like to be hurt, because if you lived the life I'm living, you wouldn't last a goddamn day."

And before I could say anything, he was gone. And I regretted saying anything in the first place.

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