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"Why, you want to tell the whole world about me?!" Mark Taylor grabbed his daughter Isabelle, gripping her arms tight, pushing her, forcing her to fall over the end table.

Isabelle Taylor cried out, her eye throbbing and her arms swell with bruising. She had just asked him if she could sleepover Friday night at her friends, Lucy Camden. He had gotten upset that she was asking at last minute, accusing her of only caring about herself.

Mr. Taylor's eyes filled with disbelief, regret, and tears. "Oh god, Isabelle, I am so sorry! You know that you shouldn't bother me after I've had a hard day like this!" He exclaimed, bending down to help her up. She accepted his hand half-heartedly, pulling herself to her feet and covering her eye with her hand.

"Alright, you can go. But promise me your not going to say anything, Izzy?" He asked, using the pet name he gave her.

Isabelle nodded her head quickly, dashing up the stairs as tears filled her eyes. How was she going to explain this?

Next Afternoon, Friday.

Lucy Camden rushed down the hallway, desperate to make it to Biology class before the final bell. It was finally Friday, and the last thing she needed was to be tardy and get detention right before tonight, the most exciting night she has had since her freshman year started two months ago. Her best friend, Isabelle, was coming to spend the night so they could call boys together, and the last thing she needed was her parents to change their minds because she got detention. Sprinting into class just as the bell rang, she scurried to her seat on the last row, right beside Isabelle. Plopping down, she let out a sigh of relief.

"That was a close one!" She exclaimed, smiling over at Isabelle. Her eyes filled with worry when she saw Isabelle's eye, her mouth dropping with disbelief.

"What happened?!" She mouthed, her eyes filled with concern. It was even worse than the bruise she saw last week.

Isabelle shrugged. "It's no big deal." She whispered, grinning. "I was following Mark Krakow home and I fell off my bike. It was TOTALLY embarrassing!" She exclaimed, giggling.

Lucy smiled half-heartedly, worried. Isabelle always seemed to get bruised a lot. Was everything really okay?

"Alright class, time to start the assignment! Page 507-511, questions on page 512. You have 30 minutes. Begin!" Mrs. Ferguson called out, eyeing Isabelle and Lucy.

Isabelle grinned over at Lucy, opening her book. Lucy smiled back half-heartedly, biting her lip.

I'll ask her about it tonight, she thought to herself.

She looked up at the ceiling, silently praying.

Dear Lord, Please let everything be OK.

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