I'm a Teenage Girl Teaching at an All Boys School for Delinquents

I cried. That’s all I could do, sit in the corner of my classroom and cry. I knew my face was bruised; Ben had slapped me three times. I gasped and looked up as the door opened. I knew it was silly but I really did think that it was Ben coming through the door. Instead it was a boy who I remembered was called Oliver; he was in my junior class and had a habit of coming to class early,

“Hey mi-“ His eyes widened when he saw me, I must have looked like a mess. He quickly ran to me, he tried to touch me but I flinched back. His face turned angry, “Who the fuck did this?” He growled. I just shook my head, trying to forget. He quickly put my arm around his shoulders and lifted me up, my legs were shaky as I took a step.

We were half was down the hall, class was in so there were no students in the halls. Well, unfortunately 2 students were out of class,

“Ha! Did you see his face?” My eyes widened,

“Stop!” I croaked, Oliver shook his head and kept walking,

“Who was that?” I heard Blake’s voice call,

“Sounded like Lexi…” I tried to push Oliver back but I was in no condition to do so. Sure enough Blake and Mathew rounded the corner with smiles on their faces, of course their smile disappeared when they saw me. Blake’s face turned to pure rage; he stormed up to Oliver and grabbed him by the collar making him drop me. Fortunately Mathew was there to catch me,

“Why the fuck did you do it?! Who does this to a girl you worthless piece of shit!” He yelled,

“What the hell! I didn’t do it dip-shit! I found her crying in the corner of the classroom!”

“Sure you did.” Mathew growled angrily,

“No! H-He didn’t do it!” I choked out as I felt more tears coming, Blake continued to scowl at Oliver but let him go. Mathew quickly picked me up bridal style,

“You, get to class and tell them that she’s sick and to just practice playing some instruments or something.” Mathew gestured to me and Oliver nodded,

“Fine, but I’m gonna find the fucker that did this.” And with that Oliver ran off. I honestly didn’t care about the words being thrown around. I quickly put my head into Mathews chest and cried, both with happiness and sadness, I never knew how much they cared about me, it’s either that or there all eager for a fight. I let out a humourless chuckle at my thought,

“Quick, take her to the nurses.” Blake ordered. I was suddenly jolting around, must have been because Mathew was running.

Before I knew it I was being placed on a bed and within seconds I was being probed and prodded, questions bombarded me. Seriously, this wasn’t helping. The nurse shone a light in my eyes and I squinted,

“I’m fine..” I murmured, I looked to my right and saw Blake and Mathew watching me with concern. My eyes widened, they were standing in front of a mirror and I just happened to catch a glimpse of myself. I quickly jumped off the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy from crying, my makeup had pretty much run halfway down my face. I had an ugly, yellow bruise on my right cheek and I noticed that some purple bruises were starting to show up as well. My lips were badly bruised and my neck had a few scratches where the knife had come in contact with the skin. My hair was a mess, wait, no, I was a mess.

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“You sure your ok?” I sighed and nodded again at Blake’s question, I tried to smile at him,

“You sound like a broken record.” I tried to joke but Mathew and Blake’s grim face didn’t change. Mathew finally sighed, a ray of hope beamed inside of me, please please please just let me go inside without any more questions,

“I don’t care what you say; we’re coming in with you.” I scowled and spun around; I opened the door and jumped out. I slammed the door shut angrily, yea yea I know, I probably look like a brat but I don’t care. I know I’m not ok, my whole plan was to go inside, ring Sean, calm him down enough to get him to my house without him stopping by a certain someone’s house coughBencough, then just spend the night with him. I know Mathew and Blake have the best intensions but they just ruined my whole plan without knowing it.

I stormed up the pathway, unfortunately losing my ‘I’m fine’ act by my legs giving out. I heard Mathew and Blake running behind me,

“Damned legs…” I muttered under my breath,

“Wow there, don’t be in such a hurry. If you want Mathew could carry you again.” Blake offered, I sighed but shook my head,

“You’re more of an independent girl aren’t you?” Mathew teased. I rolled my eyes but didn’t say anything; I shakily got up and started walking again, this time not so fast.

I sighed and put my hand on the door knob, getting ready to open it. My eyes widened when I realised the door was already unlocked, I took a shaky step back, this was too much for one day. Blake grabbed my arm to help me stay upright while Mathew opened the door quietly, I thought about going to Joshua’s while I waited for Mathew and Blake to check the place out but then realised that Joshua was at work,

“Wanna wait out here?” Blake whispered in my ear, I quickly shook my head, last thing I wanted is to be left alone. Blake nodded and we started heading into unknown.