It was nothing compared to Mr Amani's bed and a little drawer that barely held any clothes in not that she had very much and the walls, was the thing she hated the most about the room it was infested with black mould in the corner, not only that they were immensely thin almost as if they were cardboard she never wanted to leave her father's house it was much nicer than the one her mother brought her to.
Since she was a child she could hear the men that she used to bring home every night, it started with screaming and swearing it would ring loudly in her ears, she could never forget her mother's voice moaning as the walls vibrated ,this room had too many nightmares but sometimes just a little she used to believe that there was hope somewhere but there never was a Knight in shining armour, she picked up her few pencils and sketch book ,one of which was her father's, with the photo of him inside and the other a teacher had given her as a prize for being so talented in art.
Just as she was about to leave a huge whack as the door burst open this was what Eleanora wanted to avoid a messy and horrible scene.
"You whore how you dare come back".
"I don't have time for this I'm leaving".
"Even after all that you couldn't even apologize to your mother did you forget who raised you?"
"I clearly didn't forget we broke ties I only came back to get what was mine".
"Yours? There is nothing that belongs to you it's all because your dirty father didn't discipline you?"
"Look who's talking about being dirty you who spent your life as a prostitute dare talk about my father that way".
"Today I must teach you a lesson I can't let this slide".
SLAP
She raised her hand toward her face again, but Eleonora wouldn't take it a second time and twisted her arm behind her back.
"Touch me again and I'll break your entire arm be lucky I'm sparing you this time"
She left without a trace once again, her mother's screaming could be heard a mile away now because of her Eleonora was late to class no less, his class she rushed on foot all the way to her class by the time she reached the door everyone was already in their seats she tried to slowly enter the class without being noticed when she tripped over nothing how could she have tripped over thin air?? every person's head did a 360 turn to look at Eleonora on the floor and a huge up roar of laughter echoed the classroom this was extremely humiliating, Mr Amani's walked towards her and looked down it didn't seem like he was in a good mood.
"And what are you doing on the floor miss Eleanora?"
"Uumm... dusting sir?"
Another huge laugher erupted from the class until Mr Amani's cold glaze froze everyone in place no one looked up.
"Since you like it so much you can do more after school in detention, you can return to your seat".
"...yes sir".
She dragged herself to her seat to find a young girl sitting in front of her smiling, she looked so familiar but Eleonora couldn't put her finger on who she looked like, never mind it's not that important, later during class Eleonora's mind flashed back to what happened last night how could she have forgotten, then how did she end up in his bed? Not only that those pictures would chain her down she couldn't leave them in that man's hands.
Her mind was somewhere else but her hand was drawing on paper her father often told her when your hand draws even though your mind is blank you reveal your hidden true desires, Eleonora never really felt that passion when it came to art she only saw it as a hobby.
Her hands stopped drawing and her reality came flooding back to her seeing what she drew threw her into a state of panic, to make matters worse Mr Amani was right behind her, his and the whole classes eyes were on her why was everyone looking at her was it because of Mr Amani, she hesitantly looked up at his face it was hard to figure out what he was thinking.
"Miss Eleanora ,what's that you have there?"
"Umm ... nothing"
He picked up the book and stared at it the look on his face didn't look angry or amused and returned to the front of the class.
"Since it's nothing I'll be holding on to it now answer the question"
She read on the board it was a math equation, it was a good thing she was considered a genius in this subject she calculated the answer in her head.
"I take it that you don't know..."
"The answer is X=23".
"Hmm that is correct well done next time pay more attention I'll see you after class to return your book".
On the outside Eleonora looked ok and unaffected, but on the inside she was screaming such details of that particular drawing and the worst moment he could have taken it, Mr Amani went quiet for a bit, and the class took it as a chance to socialize so did the girl in front she twisted her chair around.
"Hi I'm zuri vi Amani".
"Your ... you're who".
"By the way the answer is yes I'm his sibling".
"Wow I didn't think he'd have other family".
"Because of his lone wolf persona yeh he looks it but he's actually not".
"Oh well what brings you to this school".
"I just missed my brother I haven't seen him in so long".
"I see well I'm Eleanora it's nice to meet you".
"Likewise hey I'm free this Thursday want to go out with me".
"Umm... sure why not".
"Oh class is nearly ending I'll see you later here text me on this".
"Bye"