Her heart is breaking in front of me

'Only darkness still remains'

She stares at Instagram the notifications are coming in thick and fast. She reports the photo, but they just keep coming. Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat. She hasn't checked them yet, she doesn't need too.

She went home, running as fast as she could. She was thankful that the house was empty, wanting to hide under the sheets for days. Andrew had gone last night, and both her parents were at work. She knew the school would call her mum, but she would tell her she had PMS craps or something and the school wouldn't understand. Rina wouldn't question it, nor would Mark. She didn't usually talk about her period, so for her to say something like that, it must be bad.

Her phone remains silent, no texts. Just the notifications. As she braves the Facebook messages they only say two words. Whore and Slag. She wanted to curl up in a ball and die. It wasn't just the one photo, there were over fifty. Each time she reported one, a new one would surface. She couldn't get away from it, no matter how much she tried to hide from it. She wished it wasn't her, that it wasn't her. She wanted to be able to tell the world that it wasn't her, that it was photo shopped. Except, she couldn't. It was, quite clearly, her. Some were from last year, others more recent. She could tell by the fact she has her bellybutton piercing. Something she used to like, but not anymore. It was a way to identify her, everyone knew she had it. She was tempted to remove it now.

She doesn't receive any texts from her friends, she's off school for three days. On the third day, Monday morning, she receives a text. Except it isn't from one of her friends. It's from Joe Sugg. She sighs as she opens the message, knowing it is about the Geography.

Joe Sugg: Hi Dianne, hope you are okay. Can I come around for the Geography?

She's shocked at the message, not expecting him to text her, he surely had seen the photos, she knows she is going to have to brave the world soon, she can only feign sickness for so long before her mum and dad will start to suspect something is wrong. She can't begin to explain to them what has happened. She has never felt so embarrassed. They had talks about this, multiple times. She had sworn to all her friends, and her mum and dad that she would never send nudes. Except she had, and Anthony had screenshotted them, claiming it was for his wank bank. And now the whole school had seen them. Joe Sugg is Joe Sugg, he wouldn't dare laugh at her. Or would he?

Dianne Buswell: Yeah sure.

She texts him her address, and he comes promptly after school, carrying a whole load of books. She is in her pyjamas, not bothering to put her makeup on or even brush her hair. She's lost all sense of caring, everyone has seen what is under the clothes. What is the point of trying anymore?

'Hi.' He says, almost awkwardly, as she lets him into the house. 'Are you okay?' He asks quietly, as she leads him into the house. It's the first time she's been asked if she is okay, and she bursts into tears. He's taken aback a little, he gently rubs her back, getting out a pack of tissues.

'Sorry.' She says, as the crying gets less. She rubs her eyes, trying to stop the tears from escaping. He doesn't say anything. She's surprised he's here, they hadn't been particularly nice to him, or his group. She would never admit it, but it was nice having someone here, she has been staring at her walls for the last six days, unsure of what to do. She contemplated going on the Jeremy Kyle show, surely that's the only thing that she could do to sink lower than she currently has. She is thick enough to go on the show, but it occurred to her she had too many teeth to be on it. 'No one has asked me that.' She tells him, he doesn't look surprised. 'What?' She queries.

'I'm not here to judge you.' He tells her, putting the paper down on the table in front of her. 'I collected your work from your teachers, so you can catch up.' She just shrugs.