Chapter 2
Molly wasn't asked about why she was wearing a scarf all day until last period.
In her last lesson, History, she had Mrs Murray, who was nice if you did what she wanted but she turned into an evil bitch monster if you didn't.
When she had finished calling out the register she looked around the class, her eyes became fixed on Molly.
"Miss Hooper, would you please remove your scarf?"
"I'd rather not miss" Molly replied.
"I wont ask you again," molly knew that she would get a detention if she didn't do what the bitch monster asked.
Slowly she unravelled the scarf, as she slid the scarf off her shoulders the whole class gasped in unison at the sight of the dark blue bruises around her neck. "Miss Hooper, see me at the end. Now class, today we are starting a new topic" The teacher trailed off and Molly sank deeper and deeper into her seat.
"Molly?" Irene leaned over and whispered into her ear, "how did you get those bruises?" she hesitated, "did your dad give them to you?"
"Maybe" Molly whispered back.
"Jesus Molls, you've gotta tell someone, he needs help"
"No, I can't, he doesn't mean it" Molly replied trying to defend her dad.
"He's too drunk to mean it and you know that, this has happened before and it's not fair on you."
The conversation ended and they were silent for the rest of the lesson until they were dismisses, "Good luck Molls" Irene said as she walked out the door.
"Miss Hooper, take a seat" said Mrs Murray gesturing to a chair at the front of the class.
"I've called you behind because I'm concerned" she said lowering her glasses to get a better look at Molly's neck.
"You needn't be miss, I'm fine." Molly assured, but the teacher didn't believe her.
"Don't lie to me Molly, are things alright at home?" She asked, but Molly didn't want to tell this teacher what her father had done, because she would interfere and her father would be sent to prison.
"I told you miss, you don't have to worry" She picked up her things and walked out into the rain, she went as quickly as she could so that she could get to form to meet her friends.
When she walked into form everyone went silent and stood there staring at her. Irene came to her rescue, putting her arm around Molly she shouted at the class, "piss off you wankers!" They all turned back to their conversations about how they thought Molly had got the bruises.
Molly and Irene walked to the corner where their friends were, Sally and John both hugged her, they all knew how hard it was being the topic of gossip in the year and especially when it was something as sensitive as this.
They put on their coats and left to go home. They decided to walk, they had enough umbrellas to go around.
On they way Molly told John and Sally what had happened and they told Greg and Sherlock but the story didn't leave the group. Greg came over and hugged her, but Sherlock gave her a sympathetic smile. Sherlock's smile meant more that the hug to her because it was the first time he had ever made any interaction with her and because she fancied the shit out of him.