Rated T, for possible violent scenes.

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Abuse.

Chapter 7.

Andrew let Ricky out the next morning. She headed inside the house, walked up the stairs and walked in to the en- suite bathroom. She stepped in to the shower and ran the water, stepping underneath it. She quickly got out, wrapped a towel around her waist and one around her head as she walks in to the bedroom. She gets out her uniform and puts it on quickly, before she sits down on her bed to put on her shoes. Grabbing her school bag she left the bedroom, she hurries down the stairs, takes $10 from Andrew's wallet and leaves the house.

"Sorry, I'm late, Miss" Ricky apologised.

"It's the second time this week, Erica" She tells her.

"I know" Ricky replied.

"One more time and I'll be writing a letter to your parents " Mrs Parker says.

Ricky nodded and headed back to her desk.

"I have an exciting project for you all. You have a week to put together a photography assignment I will partner you up and you will present your findings in a presentation on Friday "

The class cheers.

"OK, class settle down. " Said Mrs Parker, as she picked up the list of names.

"Erica, you will be partnered up with... Heath Braxton "

Ricky nodded. "Yes Miss "

Ricky's POV.

A lad walked over to me. He was wearing shorts, a white shirt and a grey jumper with black trainers.

"I'm Heath Braxton " He introduces himself.

"As in Darryl Braxton's brother?" I questioned, rising an eyebrow at him.

"Yep," He nodded, sitting down.

"I didn't know Brax had a brother" I replied.

"There's our younger brother Casey too" He told me.

"Oh. " There was more and more I was learning about the bloke I think I had a crush on. Or am I just looking for someone to take my mind off while I tried to deal with what Andrew did to me?

"We will be given out camera's providing you look after them and give them back on Friday " Mrs Parker says.

When she gets to my desk. I reply "It's alright, Miss, I have a DSLR at home. "

I loved photography; there was nothing more exciting about picking up a camera and taking it wherever you go, but also leaving at the same time.


"Nice place" Heath said as we walked in.

I shrugged, it really feel like home anymore. Dumping my bag in the hallway, I walk in to the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Drink?" I asked, pulling out a can of "Pepsi" and opening it, I take a big gulp and then we both head up to my bedroom. I sling my bag in to the corner of the room. Before heading to the bathroom.

There was a book lying on Ricky's desk and Heath took a sneaky look at what was written inside it.

"I don't know what to do. I'm scared. I feel alone"

Heath frowned at the words, unsure of what they meant.

"Give that back. " I hissed, walking back in to the room and grabbing it off him. "It's private "

Heath raised his eyebrows at my over the top reaction, but if only he knew.

I slammed the book on the words on the words I had written, only hoping that Heath had not seen my pained cries of emotion.

"Ricky, what was with that?" Heath asked.

I ignored Heath's question, wanting to forget about it.

"Come on, " I said. "We need to get started " I pulled the assignment task sheet out of my bag and began reading. "We need to decide on what we are going to photograph, take the photos, edit them and put them in a slide show, then write a bit about them "

Heath took the paper out of my hands. "That can wait. " He sat down beside me. "What's going on?"

"What about the beach?" I suggested, desperate to keep a hold of my dark secret, but to also get an A* on a subject that I loved.

"Stop changing the subject " He tells me.

"I'm not" I told him, just as I hear a key in the door. Andrew's home. "You need to go." I tell Heath.

Heath looks at me, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. "I know what's it's like to be abused"

"I'm not!" I tell him, folding my arms across my chest as I glare at him.

"Ricky!" He shouts.

"In here" I try to muster a confident smile as he barges in. Heath looks at me, before leaving.

"Iron my shirt " Andrew demands as we sit in the living room.

"No " I refuse.

"Well, I guess I'll have to " He plugs in the iron, flicks the switch and waits for the iron to warm up. I know what is coming and try to run, before he grins sickly and picks up the iron, rolls up my sleeve and brings it down.

I screamed as he brought it down on my arm. "Let me go" I plead through my tears. "Please. "

Everything hurt. I just couldn't do it anymore. Making a decision, I walk in to my bedroom and start throwing things in to a bag. Clothes. Deodorant. My Camera. Laptop.

"I'm leaving you " I tell him, feeling a tiny bit over confident by my words.

No, your not, your a cheap tart that nobody will want"

I run to the landing as he follows me.

He punches me and my lip splits, blood pouring down my chin.

He forces himself on me, pinning my arms to my side. I try to struggle.

"Stop struggling and it'll be over soon. " He hisses in my ear.

I shut my eyes as I hear him unzipping his pants and try to think of something else, anything but it's horrible. He's rough.

When it's finally over, I sit there and sob. This can't go on. I need to get out of here.


Hope that wasn't too confusing.

Next chapter: Heath's POV as he talks to Brax about Ricky's strange behaviour.