Sorry i know i said at the start of chapter 15 i would be posting 3 chapters tonight but im not going to manage that so the third will go up tomorrow.

Dyn's pov

As usual me and Kacey walked to school together but this time she was way quieter than usual. She kept trying to keep the bruise on her face hidden with her hand but it wasn't really working, it still showed.

Kacey's pov

We got into school and I was in Mr Clarkson's English class first period so i just went straight to class though there was still a few minutes to go. Mr Clarkson also went early since it was his class so he was already there when i got there.

"Hi Kacey, you're early!"

"I know sir, nothing to do for a few minutes though!"

As i walked in though i tried to cover it, he saw the bruise!

"Kacey, what happened to your cheek?"

"Nothing sir!"

"Come on Kacey, you can tell me!"

I shed a few tears then just let it all out:

"IT WAS BARRY! HE HIT ME!"

"Barry hit you? When did this happen?"

"last night!"

The bell rang for class to start!

"We need to talk about this so wait behind after class!"

Though i tried, i couldn't concentrate during class. I was too busy worrying what Baz would do next and people were asking me about the bruise but i just told them i got hit in the face with a football at practice, Harley was particularly fussed about it.

Tom's pov

Kacey turned up to class with a nasty looking bruise on her cheek so i asked her to wait behind at the end for a chat:

"So Kacey, what actually happened?"

"He wants me to be a girl and i'm not so he ripped up and binned all of my Liverpool footie stuff and my mum was helping him so i yelled at them telling them i hate them so my mum pinned me to the couch and Barry hit me!"

"Did no one help you then?"

"Dyn tried but came in too late!"

"Ok, scaring you is one thing but abusing you is too far and illegal!"

I could see how hard she was trying not to cry telling me this!

"I know sir but i can't stop him!"

"That's not quite true, you might be unable to stop him alone but you have help now!"

"What do you mean?"

"Give me your phone and i'll show you."

She handed me it and I put my number in (as an emergency contact of course)!

"What you doin' sir?"

"If he ever hurts you again, call me!

Her face lit up a bit probably from knowing she had help.

Barry's pov

The brat would probably grass me up for slapping her but i didn't care, she deserved it. But i had to keep my head low in school or i'd be out and she'd get away with pretending she's a lad, so i didn't even speak to her in school, she was scared as it was so i didn't need to do anything.

Rumours had been going round about her bruise, that a bal hit her so it was perfect cover, believable.

After school I got home first of course since i was driving which gave me time to get mum caught up to date with the issue:

"I've been doing what you said, keeping low in school!"

"Good boy son, has she told anyone about yesterday?"

No, not that i know about, they think it was a football to the face!"

"Brilliant Barry, so what's next?"

"Leave her alone tonight! I want to deal with her myself, then she will give in the act!"

"You sure it's gonna work? Whatever you're doing?"

"Without a doubt and she's too scared to call for help!"