You were the schools “good girl”. You had good grades and were the teachers favorite but this equaled to bullying and getting hit. One person in particular would bully you, Colby, he was your enemy.

“Hey love” it was Colby he had a deep and husky voice that sent shivers up your spine.

“Go away Colby” you told him visibly annoyed as you tried to walk away her pulled your arm back but revealed something else, the bruise on your arm. “Who. Did. This..?” What do you tell him?