Dying in silence.

Dying in silence.

Ajayi Esther

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⛸️Dying in silence⛸️ (My savior) Story written by Ajayi Esther. Prologue Are you the lousy type?👄 Or💗 Are you the silent type?🤐 If you're the silent type then you not alone, Fontana is with you. Meet Fontana - an eighteen years old girl. Despite all mistreatment from her class mates,she still kept quiet not standing up to them. She kept all this in her mind,not having the courage to tell it to the face of her bullies. She kept talking to her self in her mind. What happens when the thought is over flood?. Meet 👉 Darrel,a tall good looking guy who is a player. What happens when he comes to Fontana's school? And what happens when Fontana started saying all the mistreatment she has received from her classmates on which she has been keeping in her mind to him unconsciously on his first day in school? Will Darrel listen to her? Find out in this story where Fontana is dying in silence. Let's take a sneak peek 💃💃💃💃💃💃 *You bitch!, you're nothing but a bitch,why did you step on me?* *How dare her spread a gum on my seat* *What?,you spill my milk? 💃💃💃💃💃 This story is base on fiction. Should I continue ? If you want me to,say I'm with you.

Chapter 1 First meeting

⛸️Dying in silence ⛸️

(He's my savior)

Story written by Ajayi Esther

Chapter 1💗

Fontana's Pov

"Did I just step on you?"she asked with a smirk.

"I guess it's a no no"she said and walked away with her minions.

I massaged my hurting toe and winced.

It hurts 😢.

I sniveled and sat down then brought out an yoghurt box from my backpack.

I opened the lid and as I placed the rim of the bottle on my lips, someone deliberately bumped into my chair.

Causing my yogurt to spill around my desk.

I looked up at the person angrily.

" C'mon stop giving me that look,it wasn't intentional"she scoffed and also walked away with her crew.

I sighed dejectedly and brought out my handkerchief.

As I placed the pink soft cotton on the desk surface, someone decanted some water on it and the milk smeared all over my desk.

Oh, God!.

"Oh,my!,What I've I done?"she feigned innocent then smile mischievously before sashaying away.

Mama mercy!.

The bell chimes for lecture and our teacher came in almost immediately.

"Good morning to y'all"he greeted and the students drawl out a reply.

I stare at my desk and tears formed up in my eyes.

Why are they all doing this to me?

I whimpered and a tear slipped out of my eyes.

I've not known any peace since the day I've stepped into this school, especially this class.

Why did everyone hate me?

"Miss Fontana?"the teacher's voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

I looked up and adjusted my glasses.

"Come and solve this equation for us"he said.

I ball my hand in a fist...

I tried standing up but i can't as my butt was stuck on the chair.

What?

I tried standing up again and it was still the same.

Ahhhhhh!!

Could someone have....

Could someone have possibly set a gum on my seat before I sat down?.

Mama mercy!...

The teacher frowned at me and started walking towards.

He pulled me up and the students busted into laughter immediately.

What...

My eyes widened when I realized the chair was stuck on my butt.

What the...

I bend my head in embarrassment and sniffed in.

"You know what?, don't worry, have your seat. Perla come out and solve this for us"he said as he walked back to the front.

"Okay,sir"Perla,the girl who had stepped on me, replied.

I sat down and batted my lashes.

She moved to the front of the class and collect the chalk from the teacher.

She used the formula for the equation and she actually got it right.

"Good work"our teacher commented and she walked back to her seat.

The teacher went on teaching.

After some minutes,I was pressed and I decided to take an excuse to go to the restroom from the teacher.

I raised up my hand and he nudged his head towards me.

"Can I use the restroom?"I asked and stood up.

The students laughed and I turned to them.

They kept pointing at my butt as they laughed and...

God!,I totally forgot I'm stuck on the chair.

How I'm I going to ease myself.

Even the teacher laughed but he quickly control himself.

"A boy should help her remove that!"he said pointing to the chair that is stuck on my butt.

"Ew!"the guys made an irritably face.

But then,a guy wearing glasses just like me came and forced the chair down from my butt.

"Thanks"I muttered shyly and ran out of the class.

I headed for the bathroom and different thoughts were flowing in my mind.

Suddenly,I bumped into someone and I find all my thoughts flooding out.

"You bitch!,you are nothing but a bitch,why did you step on me?"I shouted.

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