Craving for Justice

Zoe's POV

"Whore!" The students behind me yelled I knew who they were talking to; I ignored them. They could all go to hell. I picked up my note book and I felt something hit my head.

"You can't be disgusting and deaf at the same time." It was Nessa's nausea-inducing voice. "You better answer me."

She got no reply from me as I continued reading my notebook and even momentarily looked out the window, just to get on her nerves.

"Answer my sister when she is speaking to you!" An unexpected but familiar voice called out to yours truly.

Again I refused to turn around and let out an exasperated sigh as I heard approaching footsteps. I turned around to face him. It was Louis Rodriguez, Nessa's older brother.

The guy that girls would kill for. From his olive skin to his eyes that held the ocean to the unruly raven curls that adorned his head. With the build of a Greek god yet he was just like the others. A rich, overbearing dick. Who loved to see me suffer.

I watched in disgust as he came close enough to touch me, which only caused more embarrassment than before.

Louis' hand touched my cheek as he said, "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He whispered, his breath fanning across my face.

He suddenly pulled away and laughed coldly at me. The class joined in, and cackles of different frequencies and wavelengths filled the classroom.

"You are nothing but a slut's daughter and a charity case," He stated like it wasn't the first time I was hearing him spit shit. "If you had any sense you would listen to my sister and do as told."

He came closer and whispered. "You think you are something because of your little scholarship but don't forget with one cheque you could be out of here."

I sat there frozen with shock and anger.

This was not good at all. This was going to ruin my life. How could he? He had no right to treat someone so wayward and broken down like this. I wish I could have said his word did nothing to affect me but I would be deceiving myself.

Nessa grabbed my shoulder, causing me to flinch. I could feel tears stinging my eyes, but I blinked them away, willing myself to not show weakness.

"What did I say about standing up for yourself?" She asked through gritted teeth, while gripping my arm.

As Louis started to approach again I pushed myself forward and stood up. I couldn't stand being here anymore. If anything this is the worse possible thing that could happen.

I walked past Louis and towards the door, but he caught my arm. I tried pulling my arm free but he wouldn't let me.

"Let go of me!" I screamed. My face burning from both the pain and humiliation.

He chuckled. "I know where you live. You should listen to your to me."

The tears I had been trying so hard to keep at bay started streaming down my cheeks. I knew that there was no point fighting back, that he'd win every fight. But it didn't mean that I had to stay quiet about the abuse.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

All eyes were on us now. I was pretty sure that everyone in this room was judging me.

His grip tightened and he dragged me into the hallway. We stopped walking when we reached the end of the hall and he finally loosened his hold.

He looked like he was going to say something to me. "Tell you mum to stay away from my father or else I will ruin you."

He then left without another word.

I leaned against the wall and covered my mouth trying to stop my crying. I was shaking violently. I felt as if I was going to be sick.

*****

After school I made my way to the restaurant I worked at. My mind still occasionally wondering to the events that played out at school with Louis. It was not the first time he was threatening me but this one felt different.

Off course with the fact that the whole town now knew that his father a wealthy and respected business man was having an affair with the town's most well-known prostitute, my mother. The tension would the higher.

I entered the restaurant and as soon as my eyes met my manager's ran to me. She never did that before.

"Oh, Zoe you are here." she said with glee.

I was confused, she was smiling at me.

"Yes ma'am." I replied. "Any problem?"