The Bully – Original Writing

Susan s alsod shortness of breathbing quietly in a toilet cubicle. She waited for the pounding footsteps to die a commission sooner emerging. Cautiously she gazed extinct of the entrance and then turned to face the dirty mirrors in nominal head of her. She gently prodded the skin below her swelling left-hand(a) eye and flinched with pain. On examining her face she byword that as well as the blotchy red ink that appears on your face after shouting the beginnings of contuse were also emerging. She comprehend footsteps approaching and ran quickly back into the cubicle and locked the admission.Susan Susan are you in present? c entirelyed a voice softly, Its me, Nadine.The door to the cubicle opened slowly and Susan emerged.Oh my beau ideal exclaimed Nadine, I perceive them laughing and talking except I didnt deliberate theyd actually done any matter Are you ok? Does it hurt?Im fine snapped Susan It doesnt subject now any charge. Do you have any foundation? I cant let Mom and Dad see this.Yeah, yeah of course I do murmured Nadine she had given up trying to persuade Susan to branch her parents close the bullies a long time ago. Nadine delved into her bag and pulled turn up a stick of foundation. The twain female childs went everywhere the afternoons march onings as Susan carefully applied foundation to c everyplace the injure which was now a shade of red on her pale face. By the time she was finished the bell had rung and it was lunchtime.Susan and Nadine said goodbye and Susan left for home.Susan? Is that you? she heard her starts voice sing from the nonplusting room.Yeah, I wasnt feeling too good so I came home. Susan mumbled.You should have called and asked me to pick you up her draw replied sharply, We bought you that mobile phone for a reason.Susan, who was still paying in the hallway, hadnt told her parents round the gang of girls who tormented her. Therefore they did not know that her new Nokia phone had been stolen from her bag last week and by now had probably been exchange on to someone for half the price Susans parents had paid for it.Susan? Come sit in here with me and Ill make you a nice cup of camomile tea.No its ok mom, Susan wondered why camomile tea was her mothers answer for everything, I think Ill just go lie in my room for a while Ive got a really bad head get. And with that Susan trudged upstairs.Susan Nadines on the phone her mother called upstairs sometime posterior.Susan padded across the hallway and picked up the reference wrick in her parents room she spoke to Nadine and assured her that she was all right, whilst firing over the days events in her head. She had not gone big bucks for dinner that evening and had called hello to her father from the top of the stairs when he arrived home from work so that he would not get suspicious.Half an hour later Susan had hung up the phone and was trying to do a little fiat for the GCSEs she had coming up later that year however her thoughts continued to give to the bullies.She wondered what would happen if she told her parents of the suffering she had endured due to her persecutors. She could imagine her mothers reaction, a completely over the top drama queen act during which she would insist on liberation directly to talk to the headmaster in whose awayice she would continually sob about her daughters anguish and demand justice as though it were a court room. Her father on the other hand would evidence her to stand up for herself and fight back.Youre a big girl now. He would tell her in that patronising tone of voice she knew so well, You cant continue to affirm upon your mother and I to fight your battles for you. You have simply got to stand up for yourself.Yeah, a fat lot of good telling them would do she told herself to begin with falling in a fitful sleep.The next morning she heard her mother come bustling into the bedroom,How are feeling today heartfelt? she asked in that singsong tone of voice that got o n Susans nerves.Remembering what had happened the previous(prenominal) day Susan quickly drew her head under her covers and told her mother in a muffled voice that she was feeling no better still agreed to have some to-dofast and asked for a head ache t fittedt. As soon as her mom left the room Susan clambered out of her bed and looked into the mirror that hung above her dressing table. The bruising was not as bad as it had looked like it was going to be yesterday although, it was good-for-naught under her eye and along the left side of her face. Susan scurried into the bathroom, foundation in hand. By the time she went downstairs for breakfast it was impossible to see the bruising.Susan took that Friday off and by the time Monday morning arrived the violent wave of purple bruising was almost gone. Nadine arrived at Susans house at 8-30am on Monday morning so that the ii friends could walk to school together.I thought I was never gonna get out of there exclaimed Susan as she lo cked the front gate on her way out.Did they not notice the bruising at all? Nadine asked smell at Susans face, Susan had covered it with foundation and you couldnt tell there were any attach on her face whatsoever.Nope. And even if they did they didnt say anything to me.The girls walked in silence until they reached the school. Susan froze outside.Itll be fine. They wont say anything. Nadine assured her. Yeah, itll be fine. Echoed Susan, speaking more to herself then Nadine.Susan walked into her allowance class and immediately she saw them, Lauren and Sophie glared at her as she marched purposefully to her teachers desk, taking out the note her mother had written Susan handed it to Mrs. Fraeser and sat down at her seat beside Nadine.Susan felt that the next few weeks were fairly manageable, the dickens bullies did not go out of their way to intimidate her. Instead they stuck to down in the mouth things, tripping her in hallways and throwing Polos at her, but she was able to co pe with all the little things that Sophie and Lauren did to put her down. Soon, Susan found that she was feeling better than she had done in a long while, the bruising had completely vanished and she and Nadine were getting along fine. wholeness Friday morning about four weeks after returning to school Susan and Nadine logical to go shopping in town.Ill pick you up at about 10am tomorrow morning called Nadine as the bell signalling the end of the lunch break rang.Ok was Susans reply as she gathered her bag and made her way out of the toilets.She felt someone bump into her and glanced up to apologise when she saw Sophie and Lauren standing in front of the door. Susan straightened up and looked about her, the three of them were unaccompanied except for a girl who was applying make-up at the sink. Hastily Susan grabbed her things and headed for the door but before she got there she felt someone grab her close to by the arm, spinning round she saw Sophies leering face.You Lauren call ed to the little girl at the sink, Get outThe girl looked up questioningly but left the bathroom anyway.Long time, no see. Wouldnt you say so? muttered Sophie, fasten her grip.Let me go said Susan through gritted teeth.Now, now. Lauren chided sarcastically Thats no way to talk is it? Not very nice at all.Let me go Ill scream if I have to. Susans voice was becoming high-pitched and her eye were filling with tears.Ooh Poor ickle baby gonna have a cry. Here, Ill give you something to cry about. Muttered Sophie letting go of Susans arm and punching her.Susan tried to hit back but the two bullies wouldnt back off, Susan felt the punches and kicks rain down on her body. She sank to the background signal but Lauren pulled her back to her feet.No, were going to do it properly this time she yelled banging Susans head on the tiled walls.after that Susan could not tell how many times she was punched and she felt as if there were more than two people hitting her, suddenly she felt someone gra b her throat and felt her head bang off something solid. She slumped to the ground and felt warm, steaming blood running down the back of her neck and the last thing she heard before slipping out of consciousness was the sound of jape and running footsteps.It was a few hours later when she woke up in a hospital room and heard her fathers voice,Susan? How do you feel? he asked.Ive got a headache. Susan answered groggily, looking around her. Immediately a nurse bustled into the room and began fluffing pillows and checking Susans pupils and pulse.After the nurse left Susan saw her mother sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed.Were so sorry that we let this happen to you. But youve got a very good friend who told us what has been going on. Said her mother with tears in her eyes. At that Nadine stepped in from coffin nail the curtains and smiled at Susan.Theyre going to be expelled, Theyre never gong to be able to get at you again. Nadine said approaching Susans bed and squeezing h er hand.Susan nodded before finally falling into a much yearned for peaceful slumber.