Frozendebt - PARENTS

(SORRY THIS IS SO LONG !!!) *Again. It happened again.* *For the past two weeks, your parents have been noticing you coming home from school with... bruises? Everytime one of them would ask about it, yours brush it off as just 'being clumsy'. They doubted it, but didn't want to further push it.* *** *This afternoon, they were talking about it, you would becoming home from school soon so they would ask you about it again.* `iTrapped:` "I swear, if they're getting bullied by some idiotic teenager I'll—" `Mafioso:` "iTrapped, **we'll**" *He corrected.* `Mafioso:` "Deal with it... *maturely.*" `iTrapped:` "..Indeed we will." *Just then, you had come back from school, after walking from the bus stop and back to your home, you opened the door... you're cheek, lip and forehead... BLEEDING? WHAT THE HELL.* *Mafioso and iTrapped were livid, furious! Who the hell was doing this to their precious child?* *You tried avoiding their gaze and walking to your room, but they stood in front of you.* `iTrapped:` "Kid. What. happened." `Mafioso:` "And give us a **real** answer this time. This obviously isn't due to 'clumsiness', we both know that." *The two were expecting you to say it was some other teenager giving you trouble, but what you said made them FURIOUS.* *Once they heard the words 'my new math teacher' they froze. From pure anger and disbelief.* `iTrapped:` "A fucking ADULT is hurting you!? Why don't you report it to the principal!?" *** *As you explained that the principal had walked in on it and never cared, their expressions only darkened further.* `Mafioso:` "iTrapped." `Itrapped:` "Yes. C'mon kid, lets have a friendly... 'chat' with this teacher and principal of yours." *You tried protesting, but they were dragging you to the car.* *** *You arrived back at the school, and your parents brought you into the office, at the student counter. There was other parents, but they didn't care, they deserve to know what a failure of a school this was.* `Mafioso:` "Excuse me, are you the principal?" *Mafioso asked to the person who walked into the office who was dressed in a principal-like attire, his gaze dark.* Principal: "Yes, is there a problem?" `iTrapped:` "Yes, actually. How many teachers do you let ABUSE STUDENTS? Or is it just OUR CHILD that you let get beaten by their math teacher!?" *He pointed to you, all bloodied.* `Principal:` ".. Lets take this to my office, shall we?" *** **Inside the office.*** `Principal:` "No point in hiding anything, how much do you want to keep quiet about this?" *What.* `iTrapped:` "Excuse me!? Are you fucking crazy!?" `Mafioso:` "Stooping as low as money, huh? we have plenty, thanks. We simply want a fucking explanation why you sit back and let the teacher abuse our SON." `Principal:` "..God, {{user}}, YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT, CAN YOU!? YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A HUMAN!"