The Life of Elora Blackwood
HUGE TW: MENTION OF R@PE AND S3XU@L ASSULT::: A story about a 15 year old girl who was young;y placed in an orphanage and always got bullied.
Last Updated
09/10/21
Chapters
11
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370
Chapter 3: At Breakfast
Chapter 3
Elora gets out of the shower and looks down at her scars in the mirror, "Crap, I cant hide this! I didnt bring any long sleeves or hoodies!" 'Hey, you okay in there?" a non-familiar voice says to her. Elora blushes and cracks the bathroom door slightly, "U-Um yes thank you for asking.." she grabs her clothes and runs out of the bathroom, "Oh look its the FREAK Abigail!" the girls laugh and walk off downatairs to breakfast, "Hey dont worry about them-" "im not going to breakfast so you can go ahead and go i need to look for a long sleeved shirt or a hoodie." "Here you can have mine," and he takes off his hoodie and hands it to her. Elora blushes and looks at him quickly, "T-thank you um, i dunno your name so..-" she get cut off,
" Its Oliver." SHe puts on the hoodie an hey walk downstirs together laughing. "Hey maybe you can sit with me!." "Yeah! maybe" Elora giggles as they get downstairs and sit down. Elora sees a couple of the girls whispering a pointing, "Alright girls and boys, its time to eat," the older woman from earlierad said. "Um...I dont wanna eat is that okay..?" The older woman nods and replies," Can you come see me while everybody eats please?" "O-oh um yes ma'am.." the guy beside her went and grab her thighs. She looks over at him and gets up quckly gettng flasbacks. Elora runs off back upstairs to lay in bed and she cries into her pillow. "Hey you okay Elora?" Oliver had followed her upstairs and started to run her back. She sits up and wipes her tears on the paws of the sleeves of his hoodie. "T-Thank you Oliver...You're very comforting do you know that?" she leans in and hugs him. "Well its not alot..y'know..?" She nods and lets go of him to break the hug. "im sorry...i dunno if that made you uncomfortable and i feel bad now.." She looks over at the drawer of the bedside table and opens then closes it quickly. "What are you hiding in there Elora...?" She opens the drawer and grabs something. "Oh nothing but i need to go to the bathroom!" She gets up quickly and goes to the bathroom and locks the door. She lifts the sleeves and breaths in slowly and holds her breath. She jerks her am and starts crying a little bit. She drops down to the floor and cries, silently whispering to herself. "You're such a mistake, you're such a mistake, you're suck a mistake. YOU IDIOT!!" OLiver runs quickly over to the bathroom and knocks intensly. "Elora!?!? Are you okay?!" He runs off to gt the woman from earlier and when they get the bathroom door open shes passed out of the floor with a razor blade in her hand. Oliver starts crying, "No how could she do this. I knew she was hiding something in that drawer!" he drops to his knees and grabs her hand, looking up at the older woman. The older woman runs downstairs to the nurse and grabs bandages nd proxide. Running back upstairs she runs to the bathroom and badages up Elora. She picks her up and takes her to her bed. "Do i have to go to classes or can i wait for her..?" "Go ahead and wait for her Oliver but this is the only time okay!" "Yes ma'am.." The older woman goes back downstairs and Elora wakes up. "Hmm..? What happened..? Oliver..?" Oliver hugs her tightly, "YOU'RE OKAY!" Oliver starts crying and she looks down at her wrists. "Crap.. you seen didnt you.." he nods and she sighs.