My Bully is Psycho
Chapter seven
Isabella.
YOU ARE SO FUCKING DEAD!!. His silvery deadly gaze screamed at me.
For some even more stupid reason I hurried towards him. "I'm S.. Sorry I.. i.. does it hurt? "He glared down at me like I was dumb, earning snickers from people around.
I gulped down nervously wondering why I had even asked , the laughter and snickering made me wished I could make myself smaller or even disappear completely.
I tried to block my attention to their crude words but they still found my way inside my head.
"She's so dumb "
"Was it intentional? Is she trying to gain Ace King's attention? "
"A girl like her? No way! I'm sure Ace wouldn't spare a cheap stupid girl like her, it would be such a good show..."
"You! " he began only to be distracted by Miranda. She practically shoved me aside to create space for herself.
My Bully is PsychoChapter Eight.ISABELLA.My eyes flickered open slowly, it was so blurry, I blinked twice, but it didn't help, everything was still hazy.I was lying on a bed?The memories flooded in. Ace had broken my glasses... Trapped in that little space.... I must have passed out."You're finally awake! oh god you left me so worried! " A familiar voice sounded from above me, it was so sharp, making me wince aloud.A gasp escaped my mouth when she choked me in a tight embrace. It was so hard to breath, I might as well just pass out again ."Olivia? " I croaked as she supported me to a sitting position, it seemed she had brought me to the nurse's office.I couldn't see her face clearly, had she been crying? It seemed so from the crack in her voice.It made my heart melt like hot w
My Bully is PsychoChapter nineISABELLAThe warm shower felt amazing on my skin, today was Saturday, I was in no hurry to step out of the soothing temperature. After about thirty minutes I stepped out, as I stretched my hand for a towel , my gaze caught on my reflection in the mirror.As always it was focused on the scarred skin beneath my left shoulders , it would forever be a reminder of that incident I would always be reminded me of that painful incident .A lone sigh escaped my mouth as I wrapped the towel around me and stepped out of the bathroom.My gaze narrowed at the sight before me almost instantly."What are you doing! " my tone was sharp as I glared at my kid sis, majorly on the box in her hands .That box contained my most precious things.She shot me an innocent look and shrugged lightly as if she had done nothing wrong." Well mom
My Bully is PsychoChapter TenISABELLA.I splashed water over my face, my reflection from the mirror opposite me was a hectic sight.My eyes were red and swollen, the tip of my nose blotted.I opted to stay inside the bathroom, when everybody was gone, then I'll just quietly leave.It wasn't the first time he had hurt me, it surely won't be the last.But he had never called me that before.A murderer.I felt a vibration from my pant pocket, I carefully slide my cellphone out from my pants pocket.Five missed calls, also about eight text messages.Where are you?.Are you alright? Call me.Have you gone home? Why don't you reply.? All was from Olivia.I inhaled sharply. The exhaled breath came out shakily.I didn't want to speak to anyone, she was worried a
My Bully is PsychoChapter ElevenISABELLAI inserted my ear pods into my ears and grabbed a few bucks from my savings, I raced downstairs to meet Liz on the sofa. She looked to be working on her assignments, mom still wasn't back yet.Sometimes I wished I could be like her, I couldn't help being jealous of my kid sis.I have a huge work loads of homework and projects lined out for me, they still have to be submitted before Friday. My second name should be called procrastination. I really need those points, without them I would never manage to get into a good university, I would be trapped in this little town all my life.The thought sent a thrill of motivation and the reality of everything through me, I wonder for how long it would last, but either way I'll get started on it once I get back.The weather was cool and breezy, the orange
My Bully is PsychoChapter TwelveISABELLA.Today turned out to be horrid. Everything was getting on my nerves, from a failed test sheet, reprimands from a few teachers about my low score grade in some subjects so far.Aside from these I still had to always be on the watch out for Ace. We haven't had a class together so far, and it was fine by me.My next class was creative arts, Olivia didn't offer the subject, it would just be friendless old me in the class, not that I cared much, it was my favorite class ever.I grabbed my materials from my locker, I walked quickly and turned hastily around the hall way. I barely stopped myself just in time from crashing into a body.Miranda.I tried to side step her but she blocked my path, her arms crossed, a smirk plastered on her face.I tried in the
My Bully is PsychoChapter Thirteen.ISABELLA...This was one of those moments i really confirmed that fate must really bore a special bond hate for me.At most times in Mr Chris's class, I usually sketch flowers of other random things and he had only checked it out a few times .So why now?I stared up at the ceiling, ten whole points! I couldn't possibly give those up, it would surely go a long way to cover up my low scores in the other subjects.A sweat broke out my face when the girl beside me walked to the front of the class with her work.Why hadn't I decided on something simply beautiful and basic. but no I had to sketch down my worst enemy.One who hates me to the bone.A sudden image of me going up there, in front of the whole class, with my drawing of Ace flashed through my head for the briefest moment.Oh god!I could literary
My Bully is PsychoChapter fourteenACE .I sat alone in the classroom with my cousin Grey who was typing furiously on his cellphone, as usual was he quiet, probably planning his next business transaction. We behaved so similarly, maybe that was the reason we got along pretty well.Only but a few people knew we were actually blood related.I took a long drag of my lighted cigarette, this would be my third one in just an hour, I didn't give a shit. I had a good reason to, and this was one of the few ways I knew to let it out.Bad news was my parents finally returned back from their business expenditure, they seemed to finally remember that they have a son, because I had almost forgotten that I even had parents.My mood got even more depressed with each passing second the more I thought about it . I snuffed out the finished cigarette with a stomp of my boot,
My Bully is PsychoChapter fifteenACEA tight knot settled In the pit of my stomach, I swallowed hard tightening my fist around the paper, almost tearing it in the process.Each and every stroke had been perfect, so unlike the ones she had gifted me as a kid, yeah we used to be very close years ago . Now all I wanted was to hurt her.A strange feeling akin to guilt began to form, I pushed it down, crumbled it to dust in the spot in my heart it had begun to form.I wouldn't feel guilty.I wouldn't care, not anymore. That little boy was long dead and buried within me, never to be awoken.My tensed shoulders refused to relax, why in the hell had she painted this?Special to her?What a god damned fucking joke!A pair of arms wrapped around me in that moment, a wave of irritatio