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The Bully And Me Chapter 8
EmilieI come home late after watching Desperate Housewives with Cindy and Laura for hours. It was fun, but my eyes hurt. Gah. I'm ready to sink into my Pokémon oodie and say goodbye to the world before I head off to Dreamland. I'm so tired...But maybe a sandwich would be good? I change into my oodie and open the fridge, scanning the shelves for some ingredients. KNOCK KNOCK!!!My eyes dart to the door. Did I forget something at Cindy's place? I stop making my sandwich and stomp over to the hallway. I expect to find Cindy behind it, maybe even Laura, but it's Brandon. "Where have you been?!" These are the first words he barks at me. "I've knocked on your door a billion times!"I stare up at him since words won't come to me—my selective mutism has struck again. Brandon, however, doesn't call me out on this and instead sighs before handing me a box and a bag. "Your clothes are in the bag, and there's a new phone in the box. You're welcome."Wait, he went to Jenna's place to get my c
The Bully And Me Chapter 9
Brandon I jerk awake when an episode of the rom-com ends and notice Emilie has fallen asleep. Her head rests in my lap, red hair sprawled out in every direction, and I frown. “Typical...” A sigh leaves my lips. I planned to spend the night with her so she would fall for me. That’s my sole reason for coming to her apartment, but the little lady fell asleep on me before we could get to the good part: me getting undressed. How am I supposed to seduce her now?! Emilie shivers in her sleep, and I roll my eyes before picking her up into my arms. She doesn’t wake up. Her head rolls against my chest, a content smile on her mischievous little lips. I place her on her bed and tuck her in. I plan on sleeping on the couch but freeze when her eyes open. “Is it morning yet?” she mumbles. My lips twitch. “No, go back to sleep.” “But I’m not tired...” I snort. “Filthy liar.” “Okay, so maybe a little tired,” she giggles, making herself more comfortable against her pillow. “Are you staying ove
The Bully And Me Chapter 10
Emilie "I need you." My jaw slacks to the ground. I'm more than a little shocked to hear those words. What's even more startling is seeing Brandon half-naked inside my living room. Why isn't he wearing a shirt? And why is he looking at me like I'm his next meal?! "Uhh…" I take a step back from him out of sheer anxiety. "Wh-what are you doing here?" "I had to see you," he says. I squint at him. "Can you repeat that?" Is he drunk? Maybe there are funny mushrooms in his system? I keep studying him in silence, causing him to chuckle. "Aren't you happy to see me?" Even though I open my mouth, I'm not given a chance to respond. Brandon closes the distance between us - almost as if he teleported - and suddenly, his hands are on my waist, lifting me up into his arms. "I've been thinking about you a lot," he murmurs against my neck as he breathes me in. I'm so nervous that I release this awkward laugh. "Y-you have?" "Mhm…" "I see…" This is so awkward. I lean back, and Brandon smi
The Bully And Me Chapter 11
Emilie "You were never meant to be with Brandon," Laura says as she reads the lines in my palm. My apartment is pitch-black, and the only light source is a few flickering candles on my table. "It's very strange that Brandon came into your life...almost as if it were by a random event..." I squirm in my chair. "Is that so?" "Yes," she lifts her green eyes to mine. "But that doesn't mean you can't change the future. There might be a chance if you would rather be with Brandon than the one I saw you marrying in my first vision." "Who did you see me marrying?" "Sheldon Milhouse." My heart somersaults, not because I'm in love with Sheldon, but because he asked me out a month ago, or...I think that's what he was doing. Sheldon is bad with words - just like me - and I only understood what he was trying to do when it was too late. I sigh. "Sheldon is from my art class." "I know," Laura smiles. "Tall, lanky, and looks a bit nerdy?" "That sounds like him," I say. But he is nice, and I do
The Bully And Me Chapter 12
Emilie "I can't believe you're letting me borrow this dress!" I spin around inside Cindy's living room and beam at her. "No problem. It suits you," Cindy says and claps her hands. "I've never used that short A-line dress before. Pink isn't my color, but I love it on you. You look cute!" "Agreed," Laura says from the armchair. She is popping popcorn into her mouth, and Brandon narrows his eyes. "How aren't you fat yet?" he mutters. "You're always eating." "I go to the gym," she answers back with spice. "But this isn't about me—don't you think your girlfriend is pretty?" I wait for the moment his attention shifts to my dress, curious about his reaction to me wearing pretty clothes and makeup. My chest is heaving. Finally, his eyes land on mine. It's truly the most nervous moment of tonight since his opinion matters the most. Sadly, he doesn't seem that impressed. He looks away. "The dress is fine..." Just fine? My courage falters, but the second Cindy sees my smile vanishing, s
The Bully And Me Chapter 13
Emilie"I can't believe your car didn't want to start," Laura sighs while half-running beside me. She is wearing platform shoes, and each footstep shakes the entire pavement. "You need to buy a new one. This is ridiculous!""Maybe...you should...ask...your rich...parents...for...a car," Cindy says between her pants. She is running in high heels, which must be painful. I have a feeling she will have blisters tomorrow."Oh yeah?" Laura glares at her. "What about my independence?"Cindy shocks us by growling, "Screw your independence! I'm tired, and this could all have been avoided if you had asked your parents for a car! You haven't even paid rent this month!""Fine, fine. I will call them! Sheesh," Laura looks ahead again, tapping my shoulder. We are on Jenna's street, and three men are standing outside of her gates."I can't believe you were violent to a girl—a girl, Henry!" Vincent, the quarterback on the football team, growls at his teammate."It was Emilie! Who the fuck cares?!" He
The Bully And Me Chapter 14
Emilie I lean against the wall, silently watching Vincent and Brandon mix a few drinks. It feels strange to keep partying at Jenna's place since she obviously doesn't want me here, but apparently, she has a brother on the football team who doesn't care if his sister is sad. "So, Emilie," Vincent flashes me a grin. "What's your poison?" "Oh, I..." I hesitate because I have no idea what to tell him. I never go out, and alcohol isn't something I normally drink. "She will be fine with a soda," Brandon mutters and walks to the kitchen table. He pulls out a chair and sits down while keeping his eyes on me. It's a bit scary being so far away from him when I'm surrounded by most of the football team, so I move to grab my own chair, but Brandon easily pulls me into his lap the second I try to walk past him. Suddenly, his arms are around me while his nose is buried in my hair. I feel his warm breath through it. It's oddly romantic, and every little hair rises to stand on edge when he whisp
The Bully And Me Chapter 15
EmilieMy eyes are glued to the ones belonging to Brandon as I give him a shaky nod in response. I can't manage words, but those aren't needed. He lifts me up into his arms, and because it feels right, I loop my legs around his waist. My mouth opens when he leans in to devour me. I tangle my fingers into the back of his blonde hair, afraid he might retreat if I don't keep him close.But there is no risk of that.The noises leaving him are feral—rough and greedy—as if he can't get enough of me. His tongue grows more dominant and possessive, but I can tell he is holding back, preventing himself from splintering out of control. "I never thought the nerd on campus would be this delicious," he whispers between episodes of exploring my mouth. "We should go upstairs."I don't argue. I cling to him and let him kiss my neck as he carries me up the stairs. There are no people up here. We are alone, and Brandon kicks up a door to reveal a guestroom with a large, luxurious bed. Within seconds,
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