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He punched me in the side and I lost my balance and tumbled to the ground, landing on my back with a painful thud. The sharp ache shot through my body and I couldn't help but let out a groan of discomfort.As I sat there, the group of boys surrounded me, jeering and laughing. Suddenly, one of them kicked me hard in the shin. I winced in pain, certain it was going to leave a nasty bruise. But that was just the beginning. Another boy kicked me in the arm and shoulders, while the others attacked my back. I felt the blows raining down on me, helpless and outnumbered.It was horrible but I've gotten used to the pain. I've been attacked several times over the last week and lately it's been getting worse. Sometimes, I would just pass out from exhaustion or faint, and honestly, I don't mind it. At least when I'm unconscious, I don't have to worry about what's happening to me. But I know I can't keep living like this, and I need to find a way to feel better.The boys kept on kicking with all t
My Bully Baby Boy
Jeremy pov: The shrill sound of my alarm woke me up at 5 am. I may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I'm definitely a morning person. As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and grabbed my phone, I checked my I*******m feed. Right at the top of my feed was Steve's story. Curiosity piqued, I clicked on it, only to see a scantily clad Nancy and a shirtless Steve lying on Steve's bed. As my eyes roamed over Steve's chiseled physique, I couldn't help but feel a tingle. Quickly snapping myself out of my reverie, I put my phone away. Steve seems to enjoy having sex with many girls, but he never seems to take any of them seriously. He's a one-night stand guy, and people like him make my blood boil. I mean, how can someone just have sex and forget about them so easily? It's not right. I used to believe that making love should be meaningful for both men and women, but it seems like people nowadays only focus on their own pleasure. It's a cringeworthy thought, really. For me, I'm proud to say
My Bully Humiliation
Steve pov:I sauntered down the hallway, a smirk playing on my lips. I had him right where I wanted him. Jeremy thought he could mess with the king Steve, but he was wrong. Dead wrong. I was the king, and I was about to teach him a lesson he'd never forget. Once the video was out, he'd be the laughingstock of the entire school. Even his so-called friend wouldn't be able to save him from the humiliation.I had meticulously edited the video, blurring my face and disposing of the jacket I had been wearing in the footage. I uploaded it to the school group and casually slipped my phone back into my pocket.As I sat in class, my mind wandered back to the intimate moment I shared with Jeremy. It was a twisted attempt to humiliate him, but I couldn't deny the strange feelings that bubbled inside me. I had never felt that way with any girl before. It was always a onetime thing for me, but with Jeremy, I wanted more. I craved more. "But that couldn't be right, could it? I'm attracted to boys?"
My Bully Regret
Steve pov:"One day, when you feel weak and someone hurts you, you will understand my pain." His words keep echoing in my head.I messed up big time. I did something I shouldn't have done and now I regret it deeply. Anger always gets the best of me and I acted on it without thinking. Steve was right, I was being selfish and I didn't even realize it at the time. I took down the video, but it was too late. People had already saved it and shared it in different groups. It went viral in our school and I am to blame. I feel so stupid and ashamed of myself. I know I have to make things right. I need to apologize to him and try to get everyone to delete that video, even if it means admitting that I am in it too. I messed up big time and I am going to make it up to him, no matter what it takes....I headed downstairs after my mother called me urgently. I could sense the worry on her face as soon as I reached her. "What's wrong, mom? Are you okay?" I asked, concerned."No, something terribl
My Bully Disbelief
Jeremy pov:Steve left the moment I confessed to him. My confession took him aback, which is not surprising. Did he expect me to pine for him while he didn't reciprocate my feelings?A nurse barged in to replace my saline bottle and gave me a friendly smile. "Your parents have been informed and they'll be here soon," she saidI simply nodded, not in the mood to converse.I felt weak, not because of any physical exertion, but because I was mentally exhausted. I slowly drifted off to sleep. ...Whispers surrounded me as I slowly opened my eyes, and there they were, my parents. My heart fluttered at the sight of them, for it had been a year and a half since we had last met. "Mom?" I whispered, my voice hoarse."My son, how are you feeling? Are you in pain?" She hugged me tightly."I'm fine, Mom. It was a major accident." I replied.But then, my father spoke up, "How can you be so careless? What if this news gets out? Have you no thought of our reputation?" His tone was laced with irri
My Bully Naughty
Jeremy pov: It's been a whole week since the accident, and I finally got discharged yesterday. Luckily, it wasn't a major accident, so I didn't suffer any serious wounds.I knew Steve and his gang would be waiting for me, ready to make fun of me again. It wasn't the physical pain that hurt the most, but the constant taunting and bullying that had become a part of my daily routine.Despite my injury, I knew I couldn't afford to miss school. Grades were my top priority. Some might call me a nerd for that, but I wore that label with pride.I didn't have much of an appetite, so I settled for a glass of milk before heading out. As I got into my black Ferrari, I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had been weighing me down. I knew I had to face Steve eventually, but the thought of him making fun of me in front of everyone terrified me to no end. I revved up the engine and headed out early, trying to avoid Steve.As I arrived at the school, I headed to the back of the building and
My Bully Ghost
Jeremy pov:As Steve dragged me towards the unused classrooms, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The classroom had been abandoned for years due to a fire. I shuddered as Steve turned to face me with a cold, unyielding stare."If he kills me, no one would hear my screams." I thought to myself.I couldn't ignore the sense of fear that crept up on me as we stood there in the eerie silence."I'm sorry, Jer," he said, and I couldn't help but be shocked by his words."What do you mean?" I asked, completely taken aback."I'm sorry for the way Luca and my other friends treated you," he continued. "It wasn't right."I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his words. "It's not like you were any better, Steve," I retorted. "You were the one who started it all. Those nicknames? Yeah, that was all you. So why are you apologizing now? It's a litt
My Bully Movie Night
Jeremy pov:I pulled Oliver into my car, and everyone around us fell silent. Steve and a few other students watched us with a mix of curiosity and concern.I wasn't mad at either of them, but at myself for causing more fight between the brothers. Although I despised Steve for what he did to me, I knew it was my problem to deal with. Oliver, on the other hand, shouldn't have said what he did to his brother.Despite my best efforts to bring them closer, I always seemed to fail. And now, seeing them fight over me, I was starting to lose my mind.As we sat in my room, Oliver was visibly upset. He hadn't said a word to me since I slapped him, and even during the drive home, he was quiet. I could tell he was still angry that his friend had taken the bully's side, but he shouldn't have said Steve didn't deserve to live. That was a harsh thing to say, and I needed to find a way to make thin
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