The Bully – Original Writing

Susan stood sobbing quietly in a toilet cubicle. She waited for the pounding footsteps to die away before emerging. cautiously she gazed out of the entrance and and so turned to face the dirty mirrors in front of her. She gently prodded the skin below her swelling left eye and flinched with pain. On examining her face she saw that as well as the blotchy redness that appears on your face after crying the beginnings of bruising were also emerging. She hear footsteps come up and ran quickly back into the cubicle and locked the door.Susan Susan are you in hither? called a voice softly, Its me, Nadine.The door to the cubicle opened slowly and Susan emerged.Oh my God exclaimed Nadine, I heard them laughing and talkinging only I didnt think theyd actually done anything Are you ok? Does it hurt?Im fine snapped Susan It doesnt matter now anyway. Do you grant any radical? I cant let Mom and Dad see this.Yeah, yeah of course I do murmured Nadine she had given up trying to warp Susan to t ell her parents about(predicate) the bullies a dour meter ago. Nadine delved into her al-Qaeda and pulled out a stick of foundation. The two girls went over the afternoons happenings as Susan carefully applied foundation to cover the bruising 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 frank-by and Susan left for home.Susan? Is that you? she heard her overprotects voice sing from the sitting room.Yeah, I wasnt tang too good so I came home. Susan mumbled.You should have called and asked me to pick you up her give replied sharply, We bought you that mobile phone for a reason.Susan, who was still standing in the hallway, hadnt told her parents about the gang of girls who tormented her. Therefore they did not know that her new Nokia phone had been stolen from her bag survive week and by now had probably been sold on to somebody 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 blue head endure. And with that Susan trudged upstairs.Susan Nadines on the phone her mother called upstairs sometime later.Susan padded crossways the hallway and picked up the extension in her parents room she spoke to Nadine and assured her that she was all right, whilst going over the days events in her head. She had not gone run through for dinner party that evening but had called hello to her come from the top of the stairs when he arrived home from work so that he would not get suspicious.Half an time of day later Susan had hung up the phone and was trying to do a little revision for the GCSEs she had coming up later that year but her thoughts continued to harvesting 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 going now to talk to the headmaster in whose office 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 tell her to stand up for herself and fight back.Youre a big girl now. He would tell her in that patronising stones throw of voice she knew so well, You cant continue to rely 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 before falling in a fitful sleep.The next morning she heard her mother come bustling into the bedroom,How are feeling today dear? she asked in that singsong tone of voice that got on Susans nerves.Remembering what had happened the previous day Susan quickly drew her head under her covers and told her mother in a m uffled voice that she was feeling no better but agreed to have some breakfast and asked for a head ache tablet. 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 dark 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 polarity at 8-30am on Monday morning so that the two friends could walk to school together.I thought I was never gonna get out of thither exclaimed Susan as she locked the front gate on her way out.Did they not notice the bruising at all? Nadine asked looking at Susans face, Susan had covered it with foundation and you co uldnt tell there were any marks 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 registration 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 matt-up that the next few weeks were fairly manageable, the two bullies did not go out of their way to intimidate her. Instead they stuck to small things, swingy her in hallways and throwing Polos at her, but she was able to cope 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 comp letely vanished and she and Nadine were getting along fine.One Friday morning about four weeks after returning to school Susan and Nadine arranged 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 collect 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 alone except for a girl who was applying make-up at the sink. Hastily Susan piece of cakebed her things and headed for the door but before she got there she felt someone grab her roughly by the arm, spinning round she saw Sophies leering face.You Lauren called 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, tightening 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 eyes were filling with tears.Ooh measly 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 ground but Lauren pulled her back to her feet.No, were going to do it properly this time she yelled banging Susans head on the cover 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 grab her throat and felt her head bang off something solid. She slumped to the ground and felt warm, sticky blood running down the back of her neck and the last thing she heard before slippin g out of consciousness was the sound of laughter 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 nourish 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 behind 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 her hand.Susan nodded before finally falling into a often yearned for peaceful slumber.