Chapter 31

**Chapter 31

**Megan**

It is Monday and I'm in a lighter mood today than last week. The juice Benjamin made me drink seemed to have been laced with sleeping pills.I slept as soon as I laid down Friday night until about six pm Saturday.

Surprisingly I woke up in my bed unharmed and nothing on me was out of place. Unfortunately he was Benjamin for the rest of the weekend but yet again surprisingly he didn't do anything to seriously hurt me. He slapped me on the back of my head a few times and felt me up a little and made a few comments about how I look but all in all it was a pretty ok weekend.

I'm walking up the street to meet Tyler and Melanie right now and I hope Tyler is in a good mood. I can see them both standing in silence next to each other. Melanie doesn't seem to be in a good mood but she never is in the morning.

"Are you ok?" I ask once I'm near them.

"No, my stupid sister ruined my black jeans. I wanted to wear them today, that's why I look like crap," she huffs.

"You don't look like crap" I say as I take in her outfit. She’s wearing a pair of dark grey skintight jeans and a band t-shirt "I think the grey goes nicely with the whole outfit," I say with a small smile.

"Yeah well you would, I prefer black," she sulks. I sigh and start walking with them.

"Lay of it Melanie, she's right you look good today" Tyler says walking at the side of me. I look at him surprised that he gave Melanie a compliment; they never compliment each other.

"Urm...thanks, Tyler" she says with a confused look on her face too. She looks at me "What's wrong with him?" she asks. I shrug and look at him "Did you and him get back together?" she asks.

"No" I say and hook my arm with hers.

"Hmm strange" she says doing her thinking pose. I chuckle at her and carry on walking to school. Tyler keeps his hands in his pockets, glaring at the pavement so he obviously isn't in a great mood today.

**English**

It is the end of the lesson and Mr Peters has called me back to talk to me. I stand in front of his desk with my bag on the floor.

"Yes sir?" I ask.

"How was your weekend?" he asks.

"Ok," I pause "a little boring. I didn't go out," I say "yours?" I ask

"Could have been better," he says quietly. "I'm just wondering if you had told anyone about me urm...giving you my number?" he asks

"No," I say "Why? Would you get in trouble if anyone found out?" I ask

"Well…um I don't think so it's just that it could be classed that I have favourites," he explains and stands up. "Are you sure you're ok? You look down,"

"To be truthful I'm ok today for once," I say and watch as he walks over to me.

"That's good," he states. I smile "Go on go to your friends I just wanted to make sure you were ok," I smile and walk past him telling him I will see him in art.

**Mr Peters**

I was surprised when she asked me if she could talk to me on Friday night. I did however think she would finally tell me the truth about her father but she didn't. She sat there and lied to me. Everything she told me was a lie but she obviously felt like she had to. What surprised me more is how many times she looked scared of me. I'm sure she thought I was going to hurt her at one point when I was talking to her.

It is my last lesson of the day and I'm looking forward to seeing her. She looked good today other than the fact her jeans were hanging off her but she looked good. I sit waiting for them all to walk in and then pick up the register. Once they were all sat down I start taking register.

"Samantha Watson," I call.

"Here," she calls.

"Megan Wright," I call. I wait for an answer and when I don't get one I look around to see she isn't even in the room "Does anyone know where she is?" I ask. I look mostly at Melanie and Tyler; they both shrug.

"Oh she went home sir," Yasmin says "her dad phoned the school apparently and someone came to get her when we were in the library at lunch," she explains.

"Oh okay then," I say and start my lesson. It may have sounded like I just dismissed what Yasmin has told me but I haven't. What is so important for her father to call her out of school for? I could phone her but it could be at a bad time and I wouldn't want that. I did however check with some of the teachers what would happen if I overheard something and the teacher says, 'that it wouldn't really count and it would be classed as hearsay or word of mouth. So it would be pointless for me to report it. I would need actual facts and would need the person to be talking to me about it.

Half an hour has passed since I started the lesson and they were working away perfectly so I decided to sneak into my office. I stand at the window looking out of it but not really looking, just thinking. I have my phone in my hand and the thought of ringing her has crossed my mind millions of times and each time I have failed to press 'call'.

**Megan**

Now I know the reason why he has been ok with me all weekend. It is so he can bribe me. All he has said since he made me come home is 'I have been nice to you all weekend. The least you could do is show your generosity and pay me back for it' and what he means by pay back is to please him without making him demand it. There is a fat chance of me doing that so all he does is beat me and then force himself on me when I have given up struggling.

"Get off," I yell as I pushed him off me for the umpteenth time. He growls and clamped his hand onto my mouth.

"Shut the hell up," he hisses. I claw at his hand and finally he lets go and puts his hands around my neck and squeezes. "Shut the fuck up," he growls and with every word he says he bangs my head against the floor.

"Unless you want another punishment," he says. His eyes grow with excitement and he lets go of my neck and puts all his weight on my abdomen. "Yeah" he says with an excited smirk "I think I'd like that punishment," he says while I cough.

Once I stop coughing I lay still hoping he will just get off me. I watch as he watches me. He then takes off his belt and gets off me "This won't hurt...well once you get used to it." He says smirking. He grabs hold of me by my hair and pulls me up and pushes me against my bed so I'm kneeling. "Take your top off" he demands, I do as he says. Revealing my back to him.

"Let's make this a game," he says. "Five. That is how many you will get right now and everytime you scream I will add on two do you understand?" he asks. I nod and grip my bed as I cAN see where this is heading. "My go first," he says. As soon as he says that, excruciating pain ripS through my body.

I scream in pain and grip the bed "Now you have to have six of them seen as though you screamed," he says excitedly and he whipS the belt against my back again. I clench my bed and try my best not to make a sound but it is impossible for me because the pain is too much. "Shall we try the other side of the belt?" he asks. I shake my head knowing what side that is "aww but that would be no fun Megs, I thought you liked to have fun?" he says. I stay quiet as I know whatever answer I give him won't change his mind. "The buckle side it is then," he says.