Dynasty, shifted away from Imogen, she didn't want to talk any longer talking made it worse. Imogen seemed to quiet as Dynasty looked absently away as if she wasn't there at all.
"Dyn, what is wrong? Dynasty? Dyn? Dynasty?!" Imogen's words sounded like murmuring to Dynasty as she looked on at the walls that confined them. She felt as if trapped in that moment, with him. Nothing Imogen said would change that and neither would sitting on a toilet seat during class.
"Le-let's go class." Dynasty said flatly and faintly.
"Is that seriously all you can say to me Dynasty? You've been so distant and now you're so brief with me have I done something?"
"No, I just.. Need time."
"Time? For what?"
"Time to adjust." Dynasty said bluntly before getting up and snatching her bag before stowing away down the corridor.
"Dyn! Wait up!" Imogen said as she ran up and just about caught up with Dynasty before the taller girl relaxed into the wall as silent tears fell and disrupted her make-up. Imogen scratched her scar nervously as Dynasty sighed.
"I'm sorry, I just don't know what to say to you or do for you." Imogen said as her mind showed an image of what it thought Dynasty's rape was like.
"At least your honest." Dynasty said as her accent stabbed threw her calm yet hurt voice.
"You're my best friend, what can I do? What can I say? I just want you to feel like you can talk to me, I don't care what it's about or how graphic it may be, I just need to know that you know you can talk to me without a the shadow of what happened poisoning it."
"You don't understand Im."
"Then make me understand Dyn."
"I can't." Dynasty said before she stood up straight and winced as a terrible memory returned.
"Why not? I won't tell anyone, not even Connor, you can trust me Dyn."
"Yes I can but secret's have a cost." Dynasty almost whispered.
"It wouldn't be a secret and wouldn't have a cost. Not to me, keeping it all bottled up in there," Imogen pointed to Dynasty's head but then corrected herself and pointed to her heart. "Isn't good for you it's eating you alive."
"Im, drop it." Dynasty spat.
"Will it make you feel better?"
"Yeah." Dynasty said in a fading tone.
"Okay then. Library?"
"No, history we're already over an-" Dynasty stopped;

"You're mine, in every way."

She rushed to the bathroom, steadied herself against the sink before the revoltion made her physically sick, she vomited violently even after Imogen had gotten to her, she continued until just bile came out and the retching ceased. Imogen's hand rubbing her back made her wince and flinch. She just couldn't talk any more, all it did was make her sick.

Kevin sat with Connor as the latter ate his lunch.
"Where do you think they are? They weren't in history." Kevin asked.
"Don't worry about it mate they'll be here any minut- talk of the devils." Connor said as he swallowed his chip.
"Should I go over or wait?"
"Dunno." Connor said as he rose from his seat and walked over to Imogen before planting a kiss firmly on her lips.

"I love you, Mrs Mulgrew." Connor whispered so just Imogen and maybe even Dynasty could hear.
"I love you too Mr Mulgrew." Imogen squeaked as Connor tickled her.

"I love you Babe."

Dynasty turned away just as Kevin approached, she rushed away and turn swiftly down the corridor before allowing her deep and rasping breath slow and trying to force herself to retain normality.

'I'm not broken. Not yet." Dynasty thought over and over until she saw a familiar face staring at her she double took and realised it was only Kevin and not the Monster that plagued her nights and days.

"Dyn?" Kevin said softly, his voice made Dynasty calm further, she gave a brief and rare smile to him before crossing her arms around her.
"Hi, uh Kev'in."
"You okay?" Dynasty saw red, why was everyone always asking her that wasn't it obvious that she wasn't okay and didn't think she'd ever be normal again.
"Yeah."
"Comin' to sit down?"
"Yeah give me a minute."
"Okay." Kevin said before turning and leaving her.

The coldness of the wall began to heat the longer she stayed the more the wall heated, she put her hand to her head, she was way too hot maybe she was just imagining it, maybe she wasn't but she needed to speak to someone who might just understand.

'I know, how much courage it took for you just to tell us.'

Dynasty forgot Kevin, Imogen and Connor who were all waiting on her return and headed for Mulgrew's office it took less than ten minutes to reach it but Dynasty forgot about Sonya she didn't want to be overheard.

"Ah Dynasty can I help you?" Christine said genuinely.
"I, I uh came to uh talk to er you Miss."
"Well c'mon lets go into my office." Christine said with a compassionate smile.
"Can, can uh Sonya hear wha-" Dynasty started.
"I'll give her a break if you want to talk privately?"
"Please, uh Miss."
"Okay come on." Christine said as she slowly put her hand down on Dynasty's shoulder, to allow her to see what she was going to do.

After banishing Sonya, Christine beckoned Dynasty who was obviously shaken up into her office.

"So Dynasty what can I do for you?"
"I uh need to uh tell someone."
"Tell someone what?"
"better to uh show uh er you Miss."
"Dynasty you're not making any sense love," Christine said as she handed Dynasty a tissue to wipe the fresh spring of tears away. "Now, tell me what is bugging you? Is it, Steve-o?"

Dynasty shook her head then nodded, then shook it again before slipping her hand into her bag and throwing something onto Christine's desk.
"That's er what's bothering me uh Miss."
"Oh my.."