72 Chapter 71: Lack Of Self Respec

"I'll just go ahead and stay over here..." She said timidly, going to the corner.

"Oh, you can stay here as long as you want. How about some water for you? You must be dehydrated!" Nina stood up to grab a water bottle from the refrigerator, handing it to the girl.

"Thank you so much..." She accepts it, opening it slowly and taking a sip.

"Anyways I have to go and check on something on the faculty. Please stay here as long as you like okay?" Nina informs us, her smile was nice and sweet.

"Alright then, thank you." I thanked Nina as she grabbed her phone from her desk and headed outside.

The room suddenly became tension-filled. It was only the two of us in that room and I can feel like she's a bit shy and a wallflower to even speak her mind. As I take a focus on her looks again. I noticed that again her bandages and unevenly cut hair and she emits some kind of smell to her. Something that smells like ammonia... sort of like bleach.

I don't really want to be rude but I really want to know why she has those in her. It looks like some sort of abuse to me. I might have to ask her directly since no one is here yet.

"Hey?" I tap her slightly, getting her attention.

"I... hello? Do.. do.. you need something from me?" She shyly responded, stuttering over her words as she hid her face from me.

"I don't really want to be rude but what's up with those bandages? Are you injured or something? Those look pretty bad actually..." I pointed out the bandages.

Her face turned a cherry red, is she embarrassed or something... she then responds to me keeping her shy demeanor. "Um... I would rather not talk about it... I'm really sorry..." She requested.

I see... makes sense... must be some type of trauma. I'd rather not get into that.

"Alright then. That's fine. You don't really need to tell me anything if you don't want to but anyways, can I ask why did you faint exactly? The nurse told me that you were carried here by a group of boys." I asked a different question.

"..... Um... well.. it was nothing..." She responded I can clearly sense that she doesn't want to tell me. I guess that's fine. I might have made her uncomfortable from the constant interrogation.

Hm... so she wouldn't really tell me the reason. I mean I guess I can just respect her decision but it's a bit strange not to tell someone why you fainted and got sent to the nurse's office. I rubbed my chin pubes a little.

"I... um... did I make you mad?" She started to speak out, getting my attention.

"Oh? Um? No.. actually I-"

Her quiet and shy demeanor turned into a more shocked and giddy expression, she started to sweat like crazy, it's as if like she was so scared that I would not speak to her or something.

WHAT? SHE WANTS TO TAKE HER CLOTHES OFF?! What the hell?!

POV: Lisa Manzona (Back At The Library)

"Wait? So what you're saying is basically she's some kind of sex worker for Golden Crown University students?!" Matthew asked Camille again to restate her words. She talked about that the girl in the nurse's office as of now was someone promiscuous and would sleep with anyone but why does a person like that exist in the first place?

"Honestly, I'm not sure what that bitch's game is. She just sleeps around with any guy she sees honestly. She does it with everyone no matter who they were or what they look like. Talk about a bitch in heat em I right?" Camille chuckled. She really thinks that it's funny.

Although I didn't really find it that funny. I don't really know this girl but I can't imagine sleeping with just anyone. At least sleep with someone that you love or something.

"Hm... I've never really heard any of this like at all actually. I've been in Golden Crown and never left and I have not heard about this." Matthew tries to double-check Camille's statement.

Camille narrowed her eyebrows and then proceeds to giggle. "Sweetie, you don't exactly look like the type of guy that'd be into strip clubs. Honestly, the only guys she does it with are the popular jocks or those common bitches you see in the street desperately simping for girl's attention!"

"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or an insult," Matthew growled.

"Take it as a compliment sweetie. It just means that she only sleeps with people that are kinda desperate for sex or like those douche bags that tried to hit on your friend which got sent to the counselor office right now." Camille stated as she fiddled with her hair.

"But why would she do that though? I mean like I'm pretty sure she has some standards at least." I interviewed Camille who was a total loss of thought in the overall conversation. It's as if she's playing a game while trying to talk to us and it's getting on my nerves.

"Dunno..." Camille playfully responded, she then proceeds to text on her phone not looking at us in the eyes. "From what I know that bitch lets people walk all over her. I mean for crying out loud, she lets people make her impersonate animals like pigs and chicken for their entertainment. Honestly, I doubt that girl even has self-respect for herself."

POV: Damien Musagawa (Nurse's Office)

"Wha! What?! What are you doing! Keep your clothes on!" I stopped her from her clothes stripping! That's definitely THE LAST THING I WANT TO SEE IN A NURSE'S OFFICE.

"Oh.. you don't want to see me naked then... OH MY GOD! I'M SO SORRY! I GIVE YOU MY MONEY IF YOU WANT..." She started to panic when I refused her offer but why is she trying to please me that hard...

"No! It's fine. I don't need anything from you! You don't need to give me money and stuff! Let's just talk got it?" I told her straight off, stopping her from doing anything crazy from her sudden outburst. She is indeed an odd fellow. I'll tell you that.

"Um... okay... I'm sorry... what do you want to talk about exactly?" She listened to my request. Although she reverted back into her shy persona, hiding her face and speaking softly as always.

"I just noticed those bandages on your arms. Can I ask if something happened to you because you have those bandages all over yourself." I pointed out the bandages on her arms and legs again. I hope she'll answer me this time...

"Um.. well.. they came from my home. I always get beaten up at home so I always go out with bruises and injuries. Although I got used to taking care of myself so it's fine!" She lets out a soft smile.

"What? Do your parents do that to you?!" I exclaimed. That is definitely fucked up beyond any type of reason. Why would they hurt their child this badly? Did they just hate her existence that much?

She remained silent when I asked her, I guess she doesn't really recognize her parents as any sort of parental figure in her life and I don't really blame her. A parent's job is supposed to raise a child giving them strong morals and confidence... just by looking at her. Her parents did a bad job at raising her... but I'm not really the one to judge with that.

"Everything you have right now? It came from your family?!" I asked her again softly, as to not scare her. I believe she gets scared if I show any type of aggression.

"Not really... there were also my friends.." She proceeded to talk more. Elaborating on what her friends did to her.

"They sometimes burn me with their cigarettes... they would also use me as a target for darts, they also punched me and slapped me on multiple occasions... sometimes I would bleed so much when they punch or hit me so I always had to change my bandages when I became bloody..." She described to me the most horrific and blood-curdling details known to mankind. Just hearing everything makes me feel sick. Her "friends" did those things to her? WHAT KIND OF FUCKING FRIENDS HURT THEIR OWN FRIENDS AND MAKES THEM DO THIS SHIT. I AM SO FUCKING PISSED.

"They aren't real friends. Leave them." I spoke out my mind to her. Just hearing those things makes my blood boil. I can't believe people are this terrible. To treat someone really horribly like that is such an unacceptable thing.