Day Sixteen: Scars

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{these chapters are what happened in ivey's view of what i think are important days. also they won't be in lowercase and will be in italics so if the title dosen't set it off then you will still know.}

        The school hall are a heartache mayhem that involved; elbows, knees, feet, and various yelling voices, and, the worst, people who stop in the middle of the hallway. Some how I managed, like I do everyday, to make it to my Spanish class on time with the exception of any bit of happiness I had before the molestation of hallway.

        I took, my seat, even though we don't have assigned seats, in the back corner of the room. You will not be noticed here, but can still copy down the notes you need to pass your test. Now both the seats next to me are usually filled with new students, or a lost puppy whose friend wasn't there that day, so I didn't bother looking over when I heard the desk creak.

        "Hey Ivey." Oh god, I really like your voice but you say things that make me want to rip my ear drums out.

        "H-i-i J-ace"

        "Oh come on don't act all shy on me now!"He said pulling my desk towards me, me cringing into the bar farthest away from him. Then he put his hand on the dip between my stomach and hip and pulled me forward.

        "Come here." I struggled to try and get away, I was not much one for physical touch. He then proceeded to grasp me by the narrow chicken wings (arms) and pulled me forward.

        "Now you're-." 

        He stopped, my heart stopped, I knew what he was looking at, he knew what he was looking at. I moved my seat back to it's original spot, their I stayed not breathing for the rest of class time.

        Once the bell gave out it glorious noise, it would be a lie if I said I wasn't running. Faster than any one would for food. I ran until my knees gave out, which was on the 50 mile mark of the high school football filed. My knees gave in  as I fell to the ground, gripping my bag to my chest and crying.

        "Ivey!"

        I stayed.

        "Ivey!"

        I didn't turn around.

        "It's going to be okay." I flinched as he but his hand on my shoulder, and I broke.

        "HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW! I HAVE TO GET TORMENTED DAY IN NIGHT, EVEN IN MY OWN MIND JUST SO I CAN MEET SOMEONE LIKE YOU WHO IS EVER SO LOVELY BUT CAN TURN SO COLD IN A INSTANT!" He was shocked and I was done, so I ran back to my garden locked the gate and broke down for the 3rd time that day.

      

        

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