Julie's POV

"WALSH! ANOTHER TWO LAPS!" Coach Sanders shouted. I guess my cheeky comment really ticked him off, He obviously wasn't a big fan of people joking about his Mum. So I ran another two laps two make the old man happy. Coach was a fit tall bloke would probably scare the sh!t out of you at first glance.. But as soon as you looked into his angelic green eyes you'd think differently. Into our third practice as a team I found my body adjusting to the crazy workouts he put us through

"If anyone wants to be a comedian on this team, there's a drama club for that!" He shouted as we lined up aiming his anger towards me. I couldn't help but smirk to myself whilst looking at the ground

"Now our first game is in about 3 weeks! training will be more intense as the date approaches! I need you all at your tens; nothing more, nothing less! You understand!?" He shouted

"We understand Coach" we all said in-sync like soldiers at war

"You're dismissed" he said allowing us to scatter about grabbing our things and heading to our cars and awaiting rides. I spotted Mam's black Mercedes and immediately broke out into a sprint to her

"Hey there champ!" she said cheerfully as I threw my sports bag into the backseat before hopping into the passenger side

"Hey Mam!" I said as she kissed my cheek before putting the car into drive

"You're getting tan lines bubba" she said giggling, I looked down at my football socks tan lines and immediately began to laugh at how ridiculous my legs looked

"Better even the tan out when I get home" I said taking off my trainers along with my socks and putting on my flip flops immediately sighing with relief at the sudden comfort wiggling my toes as the breeze came in through the car windows cooling me down

"Did you answer Jason?" Mam said making me tense up immediately

"I didn't get any calls" I said not bothering to check my phone

"He called us about three times, saying it's Lucy? Linda? L-"

"Lisa" I giggled at Mam's confusion

"Right Lisa's birthday party" she said whilst switching lanes

"Do I have to go?" I said feeling my heart-rate increase with fear.

"Bubba, she's your sister.. you have to go" she said stopping at a red light and turning to look at me

"Why don't you want to go?" she asked knitting her eyebrows together with a confused pout

"I just- I- Agh what ever" I huffed looking out the window

"Well I went and got you a present to give her, you don't have to stay for the whole party.. Me or your Mum will pick you up whenever you want us to" she said pulling up to our gated home and pressing the button she had available in her car making the automatic gates open up

"Okay fine.." I sighed pretending to be busy on my phone, I wasn't ready to face Beverly.. not now. Not ever.

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Julie's POV

"Julie! I'm going to open your present now" Lisa said excitedly tearing open the wrapped paper and revealing a white iPad

"You got me the new iPad!?" she said excitedly throwing herself at me

"Happy birthday" I said once I released her giving her a kiss on the cheek

"Mum look she got me an iPad!" she squealed

"Oh wow! that's nice" she said exiting the room, I took this opportunity to grab some empty plates and follow her into the kitchen. Maybe we just got off at a bad start? Boy was I wrong.

"Would you stop following me" she hissed as the kitchen door closed behind me

"I just wanted to-" she smacked down the plates in the sink and stormed over to me, pinning me between the fridge and wall. Out of sight.

"What you doing showing up here with a fcking iPad getting everyone's attention?" she said stepping even closer making me panic

"M-m-my Mam b-bought it" I said pathetically

"What'd I tell you last time?" she gritted she teeth putting her hands around my neck choking me

"I-I can't breathe" I gasped as she pressed down harder. My eyes began to go watery blurring out my vision making her release me, instantly collapsing to the floor coughing

"Don't-" she kicked my stomach

"Fcking-" she kicked it again

"Speak-" again

"To anyone-" she kicked it once more before crouching down to me

"If anyone knows about this, I'll fcking make your life a living hell" she said punching me a few times on my arms and stomach before walking out of the kitchen leaving me in tears against the cold tiled kitchen floors.

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Julie's POV

The second Jason dropped me off at home I sprinted up the stairs ignoring the growing pain on my shoulders and stomach whilst storming into my bedroom closing and locking the door behind me

"Fck" I cried out going into the ensuite taking off my shirt to reveal the already dark bruising along my stomach and forearms

"Julie?" I heard Mum knock on my bedroom door. Sh!t. I hurriedly left the ensuite and ran straight into the wardrobe room grabbing an oversized jumper. I took a deep breath before opening the door

"Where'd you run off too?" she asked looking at every inch of my face secretly. I could tell she was looking for something, anything to see why I had stormed up so quickly

"I spilled juice on my shirt so I wanted to change out of it" I'm surprising myself with how quickly I can come up with fast lies

"Oh, how was the party then?" she said walking into my room and sitting on the bed.

"It was good, she loved the present" I said suddenly remembering Beverly's reaction to the iPad

"Where's Mam?" I quickly changed the subject

"She's just having a shower- What are you doing standing over there? Come sit next to me, tell me how your day went" she patted the space beside her, I hesitated for a second. What if she wants to cuddle me? my stomach was currently on fire and I was in excruciating pain. I walked slowly over to her biting down my lower lip trying to suppress a painfully yelp from the internal wincing I had been doing. I slowly lowered myself beside her, carefully and cautiously not to scream out in pain by accident

"Mum I'm really tired, can I just go to sleep?" I said getting a frowned pout

"Okay angel" she said standing up and pulling the duvet over me kissing my forehead and cheek a few times before saying her 'good nights' whilst turning off the lights and closing the door behind her. My chin began to tremble as the tears streamed down the sides of my cheeks soaking my pillow as I cried softly to myself.

"You think you can bat those hazel eyes of yours and make everyone fall to their knees!? News flash bxtch I own you" My foster Mum said kicking me in the stomach repeatedly until I coughed out blood, leaving me lying on the kitchen floor

"Clean up this mess!" My foster dad told me as I scrubbed the floors in the kitchen. He suddenly stormed at me kicking my ribs with his work boot making me fly off the ground and land with a loud thud. I cried out as he grabbed the water bucket filled with soaps and cleaning supply dumping it all over my vulnerable body whilst laughing like a mad man.

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Julie's POV

I woke up the next morning with a sore throat and puffy eyes from all the crying I had done last night. To top everything off I had practice this afternoon. What am I meant to wear with bruising all along my stomach and arms? I sighed getting out of bed slowly wincing at the pain. I walked into my wardrobe room I decided to wear a long sleeved t-shirt and a pair of track shorts. I looked like pure sh!t today, and it's not surprising with my eyes looking the size of an olive. I scrapped my hair back tying it into a ponytail and wore my socks and trainers before heading downstairs for some breakfast

"Good morning bubba!" Mam greeted me as I walked through the kitchen

"Good morning" my voice cracked making me cough

"You okay?" she asked concerned

"Yeah fine" I said opening the fridge

"What you doing wearing a long sleeved shirt in 32 degree weather?" Mum asked sipping her tea

"Just kind of felt like it" I smiled lightly, I could feel my face looking tired and sad

"Are you sure everything is okay?" Mam asked again

"Yeah everything is fine, I'm going to have my breakfast and then maybe you can take me to my practice in about an hour?" I said

"Yeah of course, are you ready for your driving test next week?" Mam said

"I guess" I sighed walking out of the kitchen and out into the back garden. Oh god it's hot! how am I supposed to wear this shirt all throughout practice, I sipped on my juice box whilst sitting on the sun lounger. I sat there thinking about how my life went from a high and now to a really low point.

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Cheryl's POV

"Something isn't right Kimba" I sighed running me fingers through me hair

"I got that feeling last night as well, it's like she was afraid to be anywhere near me" she putting her cuppa down

"Maybe I can talk to her once I'm driving her to practice" I said

"She's probably just tired from practicing all the time, don't push her too much Chezza" she said placing her hand on me thigh

"I know I won't"

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Julie's POV

We drove to practice in silence with light music filling the car. I just put my head against the window watching the cars fall back as mam sped through the streets.

"How did Lucy like the present then?" Mam said bringing me out of my day dream

"Lisa Mam" I giggled and instantly regretting it wincing to myself quietly

"You okay?" Mam said pulling over the car and killing the engine as she noticed my wincing

"Yeah mam I'm fine!" I said wrapping my arms around my stomach protectively

"Don't lie to us! what's wrong?" she said sternly

"Fcks sake!! I'm fine!" I cried unbuckling my seatbelt and opening the car door grabbing my sports bag quickly sprinting through the streets ignoring the pain and tears streaming down my face. I ran all the way to school never stopping. I knew mam was following me by her obnoxious beeping trying to get through the massive traffic of London. I made it to practice out of breath and dehydrated from the scorching sun and this fcking damn long sleeved shirt. I wiped my tears with the back of hand along with the sweat streaming down my face

"Look whose motivated!" Coach chuckled as he saw me sprinting to the benches. I placed my bag down pulling out my sports drink downing it quickly to rehydrate myself and coughing loudly as I choked at the rush

"Hey!" Coach said patting my back making me flinch from his touch and jump out of his way

"JULIE FCKING TWEEDY-WALSH!" Mam shouted storming over to us making the whole team turn around at her yelling. I suddenly felt like she was going to attack; my body going into autopilot for protection quickly standing behind coach clutching onto his shirt. I could feel myself physically shaking, I couldn't control it

"You're okay" he said holding one arm behind his back trying to comfort me

"Move!" Mam demanded trying to move him to get to me

"Don't touch her!" He said in a dominate tone trying not to make anymore chaos

"Don't tell me what to fcking do! I said move!" she said pushing him, she was angry and was ready to shout her head off at me

"MS. COLE! MOVE ASIDE!" He shouted making her jump out of her skin. I suddenly began to get dizzy from the hot sun I began to cough uncontrollably trying to catch some air through my lungs

"Someone get water!!" Coach shouted to my teammates. He grabbed the ice cold water bottle opening it and dumping it down my back trying to cool me down before forcefully making me drink the cool drink

"Get this shirt off" Mam cried as she tore off my shirt getting gasps. Mams hands flew to her mouth as her tears streamed down her face looking at my stomach. I forgot about the bruising quickly covering my stomach, Mam took a step towards me but instantly was pulled back by the coach getting a glare from him

"EVERYONE! BACK TO PRACTICE NOW!!" He shouted making everyone run to the field

"Come on Walsh" He picked me up in his arms and walked us to his AC'ed office setting me down on the massage table he had available in there for medical treatments and injuries. Mam walked in like a lost puppy her eyes never leaving my bruising that was all over my arms and stomach

"Ms. Cole I suggest you stay back before we have problems!" he hissed, it was then that it registered in my brain. He thinks Mam is the one that's done this. She came screaming her head off towards me looking ready to throw some punches

"No, No it wasn't Mam!" I cried, suddenly afraid I'd be taken away from her

"Julie" Mam whispered through her tears taking a step closer to me cautiously, coach stepped aside allowing her to

"Whose done this?" she sniffed wiping her never ending flow of tears with her hand. I just shook my head not being able to tell her as my tears began

"Baby, I need you to tell us whose done this" she sobbed holding my hand in hers.

"I-I can't" it came out as a pathetic whisper

"I need you to tell us" she repeated touching me gently afraid I'd break

"She said she'd make my life a living hell if I did" I hiccuped

"Who done this Julie" she said sternly

"B-Beverly"