The next morning when Regina is taking Mollianne and Henry to school. She drops Henry off at class and then walks to the office with Mollianne to enroll the girl in school.

"You don't have to walk me in. I can enroll myself in school." Mollianne informed Regina

Regina shook her head, "Nonsense. It's fine. I don't mind. Plus it's my job to take care of you. This is part of my job."

"Alright." Mollianne replied

After Mollianne is all enroll in the sixth grade class, Regina starts to walk the girl to her classroom.

"I don't need you to walk me to class." Mollianne said "I'm not a baby."

Regina gave a nod, "Okay. We'll see you after school. Have a good day."

Mollianne walks to her classroom. She sits down in the back row. She sits through the painful math lesson about fractional equations for the seventy-five minutes of class time.

After class is over, Mollianne rushes out of the classroom and headed out to recess.

"Eww! Look at the new girl." Mollianne heard a girl say

"And what's up with that nest she calls hair." Another girl added "She looks like she has no owner."

Then a third girl spoke, "I heard she doesn't. She's just a lowly foster kid with no parents. She's unwanted and unlovable. Not even Mary Poppins could love her."

Mollianne sighed. She runaway to the far end of the school grounds. She sat down on the field and cried. She cried and cried. Their words made her feel dirty. She felt exactly how she felt back when she was with 'papa', also known as Jonathon.

Flashback: Eight years ago: April 5 -

Four year old, Mollianne is sitting on the couch watching TV with her 'papa'. She cuddled into his as she nestles herself into his side.

Jonathon rubs his hand up and down Mollianne as if he's soothing her and giving her a soft massage, but to the little girl something seems wrong. Especially when Jonathon moves his hand to rub her chest where her flat nipples are.

"No!" Mollianne screamed as she pushed his away "Don't touch me there. My mommies said that's a no-no place."

"Don't tell me no, little girl." Jonathan said sternly "You will be punished."

Mollianne cried as she jumped off the couch and cowered away from him, "No papa! No! Don't hurt me, papa! I'm sorry."

Jonathon stood up from the couch, grabbed the girl, and laid her on the couch so that she's laying on her stomach and her butt is facing up towards him. He slides off his belt.

"Papa!" Mollianne shrieked as she moved her hands to cover her bottom.

Jonathon folded the belt in half, "Mollianne, move your hands!" Then he paused to wait to see if she'd move her hands, "I'm going to hit your hands if you don't move them."

Mollianne just cried, "Please papa, I'm sorry."

Smack! Jonathon had hit the little girl's hands with his belt.

"Ow, papa!" Mollianne yelled

"I told you to move your hands, so you can't say I didn't warn you." Jonathon told her

Mollianne sniffled and then moved her hands, "Not hard, papa. Kay?"

"It's supposed to hurt, Mollianne." Jonathon said firmly

Smack! Smack! Smack! Jonathan gave her three quick ones to the left butt cheek.

"Owie!" Mollianne screamed "Stop, papa! Please! I'm sorry!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! Jonathan administred three more fast ones, but this time to the right butt cheek.

"Ouchie!" Mollianne sobbed "T…..Too har…..hard, pa….papa!"

Smack! To the left butt cheek.

Smack! To the right butt cheek.

"Ow! Owie!" Mollianne sobbed again "No more, papa! Pl….please! I'm sowwy!"

Jonathon dropped the belt on the floor and softened his tone as he picked up the little girl, "It's okay, my butterfly. It's all over now. I forgive you." He sat down with Mollianne cradled in his lap and and he rubbed a hand on the little girl's chest.

Mollianne just solved and sniffled in his arms.

"I love you, butterfly." Jonathon told her

"I love you too, papa." Mollianne sniffled

End of Flashback -

The teacher blew the whistle meaning that recess was over, so Mollianne wiped her eyes and nose on her jacket sleeve before running to line up and head to the next class.

The rest of the day sped by really fast for Mollianne, because she had zoned out into her own world.

After school was over, Mollianne walked back to her foster home with Henry. She walked a little ahead of him and quietly snuck into the house before creeping up the stairs stealthily, like a ninja.

A few moments later, Henry walked into his house and closed the door behind him.

"Hi, how was school?" Regina greeted her son as she walked into the foyer.

"Hi mom." Henry replied "School was good. We're learning how to do fractions in math. Thery're a little hard, but I'm good at them."

Regina nodded, "That's great, buddy." Then she furrowed her eyebrows, "Where's Mollie, bud? Didn't she walk home with you?"

"Yeah. I think she went upstairs." Henry told his mom with a shrug "I'm not too sure though. She walked in before me."

"Alright. Thanks buddy." Regina responded

Meanwhile with Mollianne, who is in her bathroom. She is holding a blade to her right forearm, as she is left-handed, and makes small cuts. After making five cuts, Mollianne hears a knock on the bathroom door.

"Mollie, sweetheart, are you in there?" Regina wondered

"Yeah." Mollianne replied calmly as she made another cut

Regina sighed relieved, but then took a breath, "Are you okay, sweet girl?"

This time Mollianne stayed quiet as she didn't trust her voice.

"Mollie? If I don't hear a response I'm coming in." Regina told the girl

Mollianne panicked and quickly rinsed her arm, but forgetting to rinse her blade. Before she could blink, the door opened and she quickly hid her arms behind her back.

"Are you okay, Mol?" Regina asked this time face-to-face with the girl, who just nodded.

Regina looked confused when she noticed the small red puddle forming behind Mollianne. She furrowed her eyebrows, "Is that blood on the ground?"

Mollianne shook her head, "No ma'am."

"You didn't even look at it." Regina replied

Mollianne nodded, "I know. It's food coloring." She tried to hide the blade by holding her hand around it, but accidentally got cut and dropped it.

Regina bent down and picked up the blade, "I'm guessing this is yours?"

Mollianne nodded as she reached for it with the uncut arm.

Regina held the blade out of Mollianne's reach, "I won't allow you to cut yourself, Mollie."

"But….I…I wasn't." Mollianne protested

"Says the girl with the puddle of blood behind her." Regina says sarcastically

Mollianne sighs softly, "Okay maybe I was."

Regina nodded, "I need to see the arm you cut." When Mollianne shook her head, Regina spoke in a firm voice, "Now Mollianne!"

Mollianne slowly brought out her cut up arm to show Regina.

"Oh Mollie, why would you do this to yourself?" Regina wondered as Mollianne just shrugged not wanting to admit why.

Regina sighed softly as she started cleaning the cuts, so they don't get infected. Then she bandage them up, "Now Mollie, I want you to promise me that if you ever feel the urge to cut again you'll come talk to me."

Mollianne nodded, but didn't say a word.

"No Mollie, I need to hear you." Regina told her

Mollianne sighed, "I promise, Regina. I'll come talk to you if I ever feel the urge to cut again." Although that was an empty promise. She had no intention of actually going to Regina the next time she felt like cutting.

Then Regina hugged Mollianne and sighed relieved, "Thank you."

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