Camilla POV

All day they have been gone and I can't say how happy I am about it.

I walked into my room and took of my clothes. I walked to the mirror to see all the bruises on my body. My injuries left all sort of scars on my body –my face was covered in fresh bruises inflicted on me by my mother yesterday but nothing a little concealer can't fix– but they were all faint. If anyone bothered to look closely at my body, they'd see all the marks covering my skin.

I look at the skin around my stomach that was purple and winced when I touched it from my bruised ribs.

I sighed and put on a nightgown before lying down on my bed. In a few minutes, I was fast asleep.

*the next day*

I was woken up by my alarm clock beeping annoyingly and winced when I stood up.

I looked at the clock and it shone 06:00.

I walked into the bathroom and prepared for school hoping that I'd get there early and not have to see Jonathan and probably think of a way to ignore him during lunch.

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I wore a large blue hoodie, black leggings, white converse, some concealer to hide the bruises on my face and the dark bags underneath my eyes and a little mascara and lip gloss because that was all I could be bothered to do today and I was ready for school at 07:08.

At 07:45, I arrived at school. Usually, it was a thirty minute walk from my house to the school but because of my injuries, I took a longer time walking.

I walked through the halls and stopped in my tracks when I saw Jonathan standing beside my locker. Well to be fair, he was actually standing in front of his locker but I will just say he's waiting for me to get to my locker and question because I know he's extremely nosy.

I turned around hoping he wouldn't see me but of course, he did. There was no way I could run and hide from him because I was in no physical condition to run.

He quickly caught up to me and dragged me to the janitor's closet then locked the door behind us.

The janitor's closet was small and clustered with things so we were standing chest-to-chest.

It felt weird because I wasn't used to just standing this close to boys and no matter how annoying and stupid I found Jonathan I had to admit, he was extremely attractive and I couldn't help but closely examine his features.

I was shocked to see some stubble growing on his chin because from all the time I've seen him, he was always clean shaven.

When I looked into his eyes, I saw he was examining me too.

He touched my cheek and I winced because of the bruise there.

"You really need to report your parents to the authorities before I do and you need to be better at make-up to hide that bruise from me." He suddenly stated.

I felt the blood drain from my face.

"What do you mean?" I asked inwardly patting myself on the back for keeping my composure.

I was shocked enough to ignore his statement about my ability to apply make-up

"I mean," He continued, "I could see your bruise showing–" I cut him off.

"I'm talking about the fact that you want to report my parents to the police for no reason." I said.

He pointed at the bruise on my face –I still had no idea how he could still see it through my make-up– and said, "So this is nothing?"

I rolled my eyes like he was overreacting when he was completely accurate, "It was an accident."

He rolled his eyes back at me, "I know it wasn't an accident and there's no reason to try telling me otherwise."

"Are you delusional or something? It was just an accident so stop your ridiculous thoughts that it was something else." I said.

"I know everything about you and your family Camilla so it's useless trying to hide anything from me." He said and I knew he was being serious because he called me Camilla which has never happened.

I was in shock. Nobody could know about this, it's been engraved in my mind for as long as I could remember to keep this secret and now someone knows about it and I feel like I've failed.

This isn't a normal secret and everyone I know could be in danger if they found out. I'll tell my parents and we could move somewhere else where he wouldn't find us.

"And Camilla, don't think of going anywhere because I'll always find you." He said and walked out.

I prayed for the sake of everyone I know that he was wrong because I know nothing good can come out of it and if he could find out the truth then there's no way others wouldn't be able to.

I stood there for a few minutes trying to control my heart rate and wondered what I could do because I know Jonathan was being serious when he said he would find me wherever I went to and what he said confirmed my suspicions. We didn't end up in the same place by coincidence.

I tensed up when he walked back in.

"I forgot to mention this but stop trying to ignore me because we both know you'll come running to me." He said with a smirk and winked before walking out not giving me a chance to reply.

I was surprised at how fast he could go from serious to annoying me in a matter of seconds but that's Jonathan for you so I just stood there scowling.

I sighed and shook my head at how infuriating and annoying Jonathan could be before walking out making sure to act like nothing was wrong aka putting on my façade. The façade that nobody but Jonathan has been able to see through.

Is it strange that Jonathan could still make me relax even after everything he said with a few words?