𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟯

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Y/N POV.

'Yeah I'm pretty messed up right now and I look like shit from all the beatings they did'

My head hurt so bad and my hair was a complete mess. In addition, my cheeks are red from all the slapping.

'Fcking bitches'

I groaned and walked over to the sink washing my face and brushing my hair.

My red cheeks and my bruised wrist are still very noticeable, let's just hope nobody would ask me what happened. I pulled down my sleeves to cover my wrist.

But was I wrong.

As I went back to my classroom I bumped into Jake.

"Oh y/n--WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR CHEECKS!?!?!!" He frantically asked.

"Uhh nothing I accidentally slapped myself" I dumbly said.

'Wtf is that excuse!?!?'

"I'm not dumb y/n who did this to you" He asked sternly.

'He looks so serious and it's scary cause I always see him as the kind person.'

"No one" I replied to him and was about to walk away from him but he accidentally hold my bruised wrist causing me wince painfully.

His face immediately switch to a worried face.

"Why what's wrong did I hurt you?" He asked.

"No it's okay" I stated and pulled my sleeves farther only for him to notice it.

"Let me see your wrist y/n" He stated.

"Class is about to start you should go" I told him trying to avoid the topic.

I tried walking away but he only grabbed my other wrist and dragged me to the school clinic.

"Fine I'm not gonna force you to tell me just let me treat your bruised."

I let him do what he wants trying to calm my heart.

We went inside the clinic finding no one.

He ordered, "Sit here," as he searched for an ice pack.

He carefully placed the ice pack on my cheecks and said, "Here put this on your cheecks it looks swollen also in your wrist."

I said a quick "thanks" to him.

I overheard him sigh.

"I'm not going to compel you to tell me who did this to you, so just relax for a bit here. Please don't injure yourself any more."

"What about you? you have classes" I asked him feeling guilty.

"Getting you treat your bruised is more important than classes" He stated calmly.

'HOW TF DID HE SAID THAT SO CALM!?!?! WHILE I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING TOMATO INFRONT OF HIM!'

I cleared my throat and look away from his gaze.
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My wrist and cheeks are no longer as red, but my head still hurts.

Jake returned to his class when I informed him that I was fine; at first, he was skeptical, but I comforted him.

After class I packed my things and went out of the room.

Arriving at our house I went inside and wen towards my room.

'I'm so tireeddd~'

I heard my phone tinged making me pick it up.

I heard my phone tinged making me pick it up

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I smiled at their texts

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I smiled at their texts.

'Y'all making it so hard for me to leave this world so much.....'























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[✎ᝰauthors note]

↬and I-- oop 🤭

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