This is your new update for the week; please don't ask for one on the weekend because I am going to be busy doing things with my new friends and getting a feeling for the town I live in y'know. Enjoy^^
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

It began to get worse around the time of Keith's dilemma, the dysthymia.

What Keith said to everyone reminded her of what she always felt deep down inside of the parts of her mind she always wanted to keep hidden away from sight. The darkness that constantly followed behind her closely as if it had a life of its own. It was attached to her almost as if it thrived inside of her shadow and constantly peeked over her shoulder with red eyes and a grim smile on its face as it whispered things into her ear that no person should ever hear.

When she turned around there would never be anything there and even so, as she stared over her shoulder she could still hear her shadow whispering sinister things to her about how she was worthless or even the root cause of other's suffering. She would often find herself staring into the mirror at home in hopes to see the demon whispering to her with a little smile on it's black, hazy face but she only saw herself.

The thoughts had only gotten worse after she and Shiro made up and grew closer. She knew that she was just setting the sweet boy up for pain, but somehow she couldn't keep herself from being at his side. She liked the feeling of safety she felt when he held her in his arms, she felt as if all the sinful things and darkness in the world couldn't touch her as long as she was next to him, but she was mistaken.

The previous day had proven that Shiro couldn't keep her safe from everything. He was just one person and her thoughts and demons were multiple beings that not even she could handle. It had started off normal, Shiro drove her to school and they walked together to the student council meeting where he watched as she led the meeting and gave the budgets to each club that she made (with his help of course). After that, they went to the first period together and spent every passing period walking to class together, Allura constantly found herself laughing to the point where she let out a small snort into the air all because of Shiro's jokes he would tell her.

She had been having such an amazing day being able to smile so much and find herself yearning for the feeling of Shiro's arms around her again until English. She should have never allowed Shiro to get so close to her when the shadow she feared the most dwelled within the campus grounds, watching its prey from a distance as it toyed with them.

During class as she sat in her seat in the back corner, she could feel the cold and demanding stare of Mr. Lindon all the way from across the room and it made her feel queasy. She knew that there was no way on earth that Mr. Lindon hadn't seen her with Shiro and so she understood that she was going to be reprehended for breaking his number one rule.

Don't talk to other men or boys.

The first time she had broken this rule he had been nice enough to let her off with a warning, but the second time he spilled his coffee all over her at the coffee shop he brought her to not too long ago and ruined her clothes. Who knew what he would do this time and being left with her own thoughts whilst trying to write an essay about The Glass Castle was proving difficult as Allura tapped the heel of her shoe against the floor and fiddled with her tie as she tried to write an essay. She was so focused on ignoring the whispering in her head from her little personal demon that hung around her that she hadn't even taken notice of the bell ringing prompting all the students to get up and rush out the door to go home for the day.

She only noticed she was alone with the teacher when she glanced up to see him standing above her with a forced smile on his face. He would have looked stunning today if Allura didn't know what he was really like. He may have looked nice and well put together in the grey suit he wore, but it didn't take away from the fear Allura instantly felt as she clutched her pencil in her hand tightly and closed her legs instinctively.

"So, you had seventy minutes to write a two-page essay and yet you only have your thesis statement down?" He raised a greyish brown eyebrow with a hint of annoyance in his eyes. Allura found herself staring down at the unfinished essay with a strong sense of guilt forming in the pits of her stomach. He let out a deep sigh and reached out to run his fingers through Allura's hair gently before he held the long, platinum blonde locks of hair in his fingers. "You know, you're just absolutely beautiful, you're almost exotic. Your hair and eyes are like a captivating dream I can never escape, my dear Allura."

Allura felt a knot form in her throat as she swallowed down her nervousness. She didn't know what to say or even do in response to that stupid comment of his that he probably thought was mighty poetic, but in fact, it was absolutely disgraceful to any man out there trying to flirt. "T-Thank you, Richard."

He let out another sigh as his green eyes wandered around Allura's face for a moment almost as if he were searching for any signs of fear. "It's too bad that you've been disobeying me though," He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her closer causing her to wince in pain. "I told you to stop going around that impure boy, didn't I?" He said aggressively.

The door was shut, so he could get away with any physical thing he did to her as long as no one walked through the door. She didn't regret any of it like he wanted her to; she loved the feeling of that heavy weight being lifted off from her shoulders by Shiro simply just saying hello to her in the mornings, she loved his lame dad jokes that reminded her of Coran, and she loved how gentle he was after suffering from so much pain in his life. A gross snob like Lindon couldn't take away the joy she had been feeling all day because of Shiro so easily. She didn't want to give that piece of herself up to her teacher that had slowly taken over all of her independence and forced her into a life under a man's rule where anything he wanted went, and if she dared to speak out against him then she would be punished. That type of lifestyle wasn't for her and she wanted to fight back against Mr. Lindon, but she just wasn't strong enough on her own to do so, at least not yet anyways so she instead struggled to not fall out of her desk as her teacher tugged on her hair and began losing his temper quickly.

"Why do you do this to me, Allura?" Mr. Lindon asked with a whine, "Why do you make me suffer greatly as I watch you smile at another man? I should be the only one for someone as pure and gentle as you, my little rose!"

"Sorry..." Allura whispered meekly, all of her energy had been drained from her body suddenly and she felt absolutely useless. She didn't want to upset him any more than what he already was, so the only thing she could do right now was to just be submissive and accept any and all punishments he believed to fit her crimes.

He let her hair go and roughly pushed her back so that she sat in her seat normally again. He was beyond frustrated, he was borderline insane at this point as he paced around in front of Allura running his fingers through his ugly, aging hair as he mumbled to himself about how he needed to fix her mistakes. He liked to be in a place of power, no, he loved being in power in a relationship. Even his wife at home had marks of physical abuse on her arms she tried to cover up desperately whenever Allura was forced to go to his home. The main basis of an abusive relationship is that the dominant person had to feel empowered, they had to feel like they were the most important being in the world and they also had to have a belief that they could get away with anything they did no matter how bad it was. Lindon had all of these beliefs screwed into his skull that he enjoyed displaying to Allura and his wife on a daily basis. She didn't know what or even who had made him like this, but she didn't care because in this world you choose whether or not you want to become a monster, but she was never given the choice of whether or not she wanted to become a victim.

"I'll tell Takashi that we can't be friends anymore sir," Allura stood up from her desk with a forced smile as she tried to offer an ultimatum to her teacher instead of receiving some sort of punishment.

Mr. Lindon looked down at her and stopped pacing suddenly as a deep frown formed on his face, "You really think that will get him to stop talking to you Allura? I know boys, I know how their disgusting little minds work, but you obviously don't, which is why you have to be punished for not listening to me!" He didn't even hesitate as he raised his hand into the air and connected his palm against her cheek, knocking her over onto the dirty tiled floor in a daze.

Books often described this feeling as a numbing sensation that the main character often grew used to if they had lived a life like hers, but the feeling she had right now made tears threaten to spill over her red cheek as her ears ringed from the powerful slap that left her stunned on the floor. Her face felt like it had been stung by a thousand bees and her tongue was probably bleeding from accidentally biting it upon the connection with her abuser's palm. Her head ached and felt woozy as she tried to regain her sense of hearing. She had never felt something so painful in her entire life, even the dysthymia didn't compare to this.

Lindon stood above her with his green eyes locked on his palms, "Look at what you just made me do, Allura," he said quietly before dropping his hand down at his side with a blank expression and a voice devoid of any and all emotion. "I don't want to hurt you, I'm supposed to keep you safe from the bad, bad world and yet I had to teach you about the pain you make me feel when I see you with a perverted little boy such as Shirogane," He leaned down and gently scooped a piece of her hair into his hand and took a long whiff of it as his green eyes rolled back in pleasure. "I simply can't have him deflower you just yet, not when you're not at your fullest potential."

Those words sent a shocking revelation through Allura's mind suddenly; his ultimate goal was to truly protect her innocence by taking it away to have as his forever. She felt those tears she had been desperately trying to hold back fall over her cheeks suddenly as she realized how stupid and defenseless she was. She was nearly knocked out by a simple slap from Lindon, he could do anything to render her unable to fight back at any second of the day and there was nothing she could do about it. If she reported him then her school records would have the details about their relationship in ink forever and no Ivory league college would want a student that would date her teacher for better grades. What the hell was she going to do?

She watched helplessly as Lindon slid his hand up her exposed thigh and up to the end of her skirt, "Please...don't do this," her voice was weak and shaky as she began to beg her teacher to stop.

That was when God intervened with a simple knock at the door that possibly saved Allura from the worst experience she would ever have in her lifetime. It was Shiro at the door, "Allura, we have to go!" he called out from the hallway without caring if Lindon heard him.

Mr. Lindon cupped his face in his hands and sighed deeply as he cursed under his breath. "He knows how to time things perfectly, doesn't he?"

Allura wasted no time as she grabbed her belongings as rushed over to the door to open it in order to step out into the hallway. She wanted to just leave now. She didn't want to see anyone except Shiro or even Keith. Shiro never questioned her about what had happened in the room as she grabbed his hand and led him out the building and to his car where she dropped her school items on the floor and threw herself into his arms and began to weep. She had to get it all out now before she faced Keith at his house later on.

Shiro gently placed his arms around her body and held her close as he gently swayed back and forth on his feet in order to comfort her slightly. "You don't need to talk about it Allura, just let it out," He whispered as he gently kissed the top of her hair and rested his chin on her head.

She was so thankful to have someone as understanding as he was. She continued to weep in his white school shirt as he held her in the parking lot until she was all out of energy. Then, he gently guided her to the passenger's side and helped her get in before he fished a blanket out from the back seat to put over her shaking body. It was clear he wanted to storm back into Lindon's room and teach him not to make Allura cry, but he was being smart about it. He closed her door and got into the driver's side where he sat for a few minutes to allow himself to calm down slightly before he tried to make her feel better with terrible puns as they headed out to Keith's house.

After everything that had happened the day before and everything Keith had said today, Allura felt like what she was doing in her bathroom was the right thing. She stared at herself from in front of the mirror, the new her. She had cut her hair short so that it hovered above her shoulders and she dyed it white so that she took away two of the things Lindon loved about her.

She wanted to make him hate her and this was the only way she knew how.

Hope you enjoyed this update. So I'm on my way to school but I wanted to share some stupid doodles my friends and I did during class so here:

This one is mine and it's lance screaming "THE TAILOR" because next to him (you can't see it) it says "thread the needle"

This one was by my friend so yeet

And I saved the best for last lmfao, I did his terrible mullet. My handwriting is the 'keefy-boi' and if you guys wanted to know what seniors in high school do that's a good example. We're teaching preschoolers tomorrow and we like to say queef Kogane, we are not the people you want to teach your kids tbh.

Have a good day ❤

-Anri