Chapter 5

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(Authors note)

Just wanted to say that all the story will be in Emily's P.O.V unless it says otherwise :)

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That was my life two years ago, and since that day things have only gotten worse. Every day i get either pushed, slapped or tripped, sometimes all three, by Justin and his gang and every time it's worse. Everyone at school hates me and the insults never stop.

Bitch.

Fat.

Ugly.

Worthless.

I'm getting ready for school at the moment, I stopped trying to dress up nice for school a long time ago. I've picked out some light wash jeans, an oversized white sweater and my converse.

I laid it out on my bed and went to the bathroom for a quick shower.

I let out a sigh as the hot water washed over me, washing yesterday's pain away. It was refreshing to say the least.

After my shower I got dressed and started on my makeup. I don't like wearing makeup but I have to to cover up the mark on my face. I winced as I brushed over it. Shit he slaps hard.

When I was done I walked downstairs and waved goodbye to my grandma and started walking to school.

It was a nice day out, it would probably warm up later on which was good. I love sunny days. As I was walking I heard footsteps behind me. I tried to ignore it but it only grew louder and louder with every step I took. I started walking faster, despite trying to block it out I knew all too well who it was.

"Hey bitch."

I froze in my place. I turned to look at him and he looked angry, more so than usual.

"Answer me when I talk to you!"

*SLAP* I stumbled back from the force of it. I winced in pain as I held my cheek.

"I..i'm s..s.sorry"

Just as I was about to turn away he grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me down to the ground. Hard. Then proceeding to kicking me in the stomach.

"See you at school slut."
And with that he was gone.

This was normal. I mean, for anyone else it would be very unlikely and unexpected, but to me it was normal. It happened everyday on my way to school, sometimes he only pushed past me and made me drop my books, or yelled horrible names at me, but this time it was a bit more on the physical side.
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Let me know in the comments what you think of this story I'm trying really hard to write it well. thanks again for reading. Love you guys xx

~ Brook :) x

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