POV BLANCA.I get out of the shower wrapped in a towel, I have little time to get to school. I look in the mirror in my room, my body is covered in bruises and my cheeks have a greenish to purple hue. I put on some not so tight jeans and a tank top with a black blazer I cover my marks with a bit of foundation to cover the bumps.
I leave the house very carefully not to wake my father. I wait at the bus stop.
I get on the bus gaining the gaze of several students as a reflection effect I place my hair.
-Boba your makeup has not helped at all.
You don't need to repeat it to me every time.
-I'm just saying what everyone sees except you.
The bus stop by the window I look at the yellow and white building. I get up carefully, a rib on the right side hurts too much, I just hope it hasn't been broken..
POV Kerly.
I get out of my father's car without saying goodbye. I am not the prettiest girl but according to my parents I am the prettiest girl. I stand at the entrance I look for my boyfriend Cristian and my best friend, arms around my waist I was going to give him a good right hand I realize in time Cris is my beautiful boyfriend.
-Good morning beautiful- Cris greets me, leaving a small kiss on my lips-
-Bobo you scared me, I almost gave you a good punch -I return the kiss -And Hello my beautiful, you did not see Blan, there are only five minutes to start classes -I tell him looking at my watch on my mobile-
- No love I was calling her in the morning but her mobile was turned off -she says, clasping our hands- but don't worry about arriving-
I just hope something hasn't happened to him.
The Institute bus stops at the main entrance they start to get off I look for Blanca with my eyes I see her slowly lower her blonde hair covers most of her face and her left hand is on her right rib, the wind makes her hair snap Get up and confirm what I already suspected.
"Oh my God," I say, bringing my hands to my face, "her face is covered in bruises, it shows that she tried to cover them with makeup but they stand out more.
- What's up darling - says Cris, looking with his eyes what I'm seeing and I feel that he squeezes my hand- This time if I kill him, how dare he hit her again-