Stepping up

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I'm Emma. A 17 year old going to Crete Highschool. I've been in the district for 5 years so I knew my way around pretty well. Last week was when my life crashed. One of my teachers attempted to rape me in one of the school closets. There was no one to help me in that situation except myself. It was so traumatic and I was so lucky that I could kick the door down before he did anything serious. I hadn't told anyone because I didn't want to face their reactions. It was embarrassing. My mom noticed something wrong but I convinced her I was fine everytime. Now the weekend is over and I have to step into this school again. I have no way of not going to that teacher's class unless I get lucky with getting called down to the nurse or something but it's 1/100th chance. I'm stuck in a classroom, listening to the guy that tried to abuse me in a closet right outside in the hall.

A tap on my shoulder startled me but all it was was Ethan. Ethan Dolan, we've barely talked but I know who he is. Kind of the innocent heart throb. He wasn't the douchey kind which made it easier to not ignore him talking to me.

“You have a pencil? I kinda um..lost mine” he smiled when I started unzipping my pencil case. The room went silent and I looked up at Mr. Berè staring at me.

“This isn't a class for talking with friends. I would shut up if I were you..unless you want me to talk to you out in the hall again.” he smirked. My heart stopped, the uncomfortableness and fear hitting me. Everything stopped in time, going gray. My eyes stung when I wanted to cry but I stopped it. I stood up, crashing my chair back. It slammed into Ethan's desk since he was behind me.

“I don't think you should do that unless you want me to shout everything that happened last week, Mr Berè.” I surprised myself with the sudden confidence.

“Do you want to go to the office, Ms Chamberlain?!”

“Do you want everyone to know that you attempted rape, Mr Berè?!”

The class went silent. My heart stopped once again but I knew this was right. People knowing what he did to me would help get him out of this school. To jail. Away from me.

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