Jules

I can’t exactly say my parents were surprised when I came home with bruises on my chin it still hurt me to see them so hurt. They knew there was nothing to do, there was nothing I wanted them to do. I could deal with it, it was just a few years left until I can leave. I went to my room I stayed there until dinner. I hated my parents having to see me like this. But they pretended that nothing was wrong. My sisters had even understood that it was not something we would talk about. I went to my room and studied the bruce on my chin it would be there for just a few days then it would be gone. I had learned enough about how bruises form and how long they stay over the years. I took of my long-sleeved shirt I was wearing off taking my t-shirt with it I stood there looking at my arms and ribs fresh bruises forming. I had learned that there was no use fighting back. that had I learned when I tried to fight back, and they ended up beating me half to death. I still have nightmares about It. Then out of nowhere my phone plings. I check it, expecting it to just be some spam e-mail or a message from mom but its not. It’s a message from a random number. I read it.

From random number:

Hello, well this is kinda weird, but I just wanted to make sure you where okey.

All I’m thinking is that this is a random number and who this might be. Suddenly there is a new message.

From random number:

Btw this is wynn

So, I can presume that it is wynn but I’m not sure. Its just some random number, and even if it is wynn I’m not sure I can trust them. I decide not to respond better to leave them without a response, then me having the chance to get embarrassed or worse. I just tried not to think about the messages for the rest of the day. there were just something weird and unique about him. I went to sleep that night thinking about why he seemed to have such an interest in me. It didn’t make sense.

Wynn came up to be the next day at school. “so did you get my messages” he said right when he stumbled across me in the hallway. “yeah” I responded as coldly as I could “okey so you just didn’t feel like responding to me? Did I do something?” he responded after a while of thinking he really looked hurt by the fact that I didn’t respond, weird. “no, you didn’t do anything I just didn’t feel like talking to someone yesterday after what happened you know” I said it quietly I was scared that he would laugh, He didn’t laugh. He just looked at me with something in his eyes, it looked like sadness. “ohh yeah makes sense” “so it was you who tried to talk to me yesterday” I said still quiet “yeah I mean I said that it was me but I guess that makes sense that you wouldn’t just trust some random number” he respondent “yeah I just didn’t know it was you or why you even would try to contact me there are so much better people here” I muttered “well you seem more interesting then them” he said as he smiled up at me. “well it’s no use getting to know me your just going to make yourself a target” I responded still somewhat whispering “well I don’t care I really don’t, I just want to be friends with you” he said, I somewhat believed him, weird. “why” I responded coldly “because I don’t know I just do okey, so will you at least respond to me next time” “yeah maybe.”

There wasn’t a long time before he texted me again, it wasn’t even the end of school.

From wynn:

Hiii, how are you? Or is that like a bad question to ask idk well anyway don’t answer that or do Idk pls answer this text.

From jules:

Hi, I will not be answering that question because I do not know you.

What an amount of i’s. I just respond what’s the worst that could happen. Who am I kidding I know what the worst that can happen is.