Chapter 5

♡ Lauren’s POV ♡ What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly lose his temper again? Why did he suddenly call me a whore? That I was playing with those men? Oh, my God, I've never even had a boyfriend. I am actually still a virgin, I always keep myself for a boy in my heart. Even though I knew me and that boy could never be together. "You mustn't say such silly things again.” This man is simply inexplicable and unreasonable. I shook off his hand, packed my bag and left the classroom. The next class is PE. PE class requires uniform sportswear. So I went to the locker room and found my locker and started changing. The other girls would have changed already, because I was alone when I went to the locker room. I changed my clothes and walked out the door to the playground. All the students I met on the way looked at me strangely. The girls were whispering to each other in a circle and pointing their fingers at me. Some of the boys looked at me with evil eyes and whistled at me. Although they usually bullied me by isolating me, this was a first. I was glad I didn't have to run into Magee in GYM class. But this situation gave me a hunch that something might be up. I saw Polly and Tracy with tennis rackets in their hands, looking at me with disgust as if I was dirty. Just then, my cell phone rang with a new message. Probably not mom. Mom doesn't usually call me during school hours. So I thought it was my good friend Bella or Simon. They are twins. They are my only two friends, but they don't go to this school. They take their classes online at home. I meet them for dinner when I have time. I took my phone out of my pocket to check for new messages. It was a video from an unknown number. In the video, I took off my old clothes and changed into a tracksuit. One part of the sportswear is a sports bra for girls. So this process involves me taking off my underwear and putting on a sports bra. They sent this video of me to everyone in my school, including me. Which means everyone can see my bare breasts. I stood in shock as if I had been struck by lightning. Why this school is not a safe place for me. I feel like I've been stripped naked and put in the sun. Everything in front of me began to shake and tremble. I hoped it was all a dream, but when I realized that it was an irreversible fact, tears finally came out of my eyes. I didn't want to stand in their view anymore, I didn't want to hear what they were saying about my body. So I ran away from the playground as fast as I could and wandered around the campus. I bumped into a lot of people along the way, and they all looked at me with a sneer. As I ran, I recalled all the images of me being bullied. Why did god do this to me? I blame it all on the culprit. Magee was the beginning of all this disaster for me. My father abandoned my mother and me when I was five. Mom took me to Magee's house to work as a maid. The first day he was happy to play with me, and the second day it was like he had been poisoned. He started bullying me with all his rich born friends. No matter where I am, no matter what I'm playing. He was always quick to show up, commandeer my play area, and destroy the toys I was playing with.” You are so dirty, you play with such low toys, ha ha ha.” At the age of five, I grew up in such a language environment. Until my mother left home and started her own business. I thought I was out of this nightmare, but from elementary school, to middle school, to high school, even to college, he was everywhere. He's like a ghost I can't get rid of. Because of him, no one at school dared to make friends with me. Everyone's copying him and mocking me and insulting me. I wiped the tears from my face with my arm and mentally cursed that damn Magee hundreds of times as I ran. I wanted to be alone, but everywhere I went people looked at me strangely. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand reached out. The hand grabbed my arm and pulled me to a place.