60 days of learning love ✔️

Part 25

Olivia POV

(T.W: Homaphobia and bullying)

Ouch. That was the only word that came into my mind as Mia's retreating figure left my side as soon as we arrived in the school parking lot.

I don't even know why it hurt so much! Shouldn't I be used to her being a bitch?

She may have been by my side the whole morning, but that doesn't mean she's changed. She's still the type of girl to play with someone's feelings and then leave them in the dirt.

Wait...

I didn't mean feelings in that way! I don't like her! It just hurt a lot to see the person who I shared an entire morning with walk away. The feeling was 'betrayal' not anything else. So snap out of it!

I mentally groaned at myself as I headed towards my locker. But something felt off, even from a distance I could see the dark black paint that covered my locker. I'm used to seeing words written all over the girls bathroom about me and every other girl at school, but I have never once seen anything written on my locker. So to say I was surprised was an understatement.

I slowly walked towards it, dreading what the words might say. I hoped it wouldn't be as bad as the walls in the bathroom, words like "lesbian" "Dyke" "bitch" "slut" were usually placed after the line "Olivia is a...". It was like a game, choose the most hurtful word and maybe she'll see. Some of the most sadistic fuckers even signed their names at the end, as if they were proud to be tormenting me.

But when I got to my locker, I noticed that this was not something that had ever been written before, and it wasn't signed by anyone either.

The words read:

"Your brother is a fag, and so are you"

The words left a bitter taste in my mouth. Its one thing to call me a "fag", but my brother?!? Are these people that small minded?

I heard a bunch of girly giggles behind me, so I turned my head to look at the bitches that found this funny.

"Oh, don't mind us, we're just glad somebody said the truth about your disgusting brother" the bitches all giggled again, and that's when I looked at them all. They were Mia's friends. And Mia was standing with them, not doing anything to stop the things they were saying about my brother, and for some reason that hurt even more. "And not only is your brother a faggot for one boy, but two?!? He belongs in a mental institution".

I clenched my jaw tightly as the random girl spat the words. Anger rising every passing second, and I sent the girl a glare that could kill. She visibly flinched, but recovered quickly and gave me a sadistic smirk.

"You might want to stop talking about my brother before I rip your tongue out" the seriousness in my tone caused the other girls to let out a nervous chuckle, but Mia still said nothing, she still did nothing, as the main abuser carried on.

"As if I would let a dyke like you touch me. Your probably contagious" I sent the bitch another death glare before turning to Mia. We locked eyes for a second, my eyes pleading for her to do something, anything, but she just looked away and stared at the ground. I didn't know why that hurt so much. But my eyes began to sting as I turned my attention back to whatever this bitch is called.

"Olivia, you are nothing but a fag. You're all bark but no bite, and to think that we waisted our time on you, trying to become your friends, I'm disgusted at myself for even thinking of you as human. So please, keep your germs to yourself and leave this school. Hell, maybe you should just leave this world!"

They all walked away after that. Giggling and laughing, not once turning around to face me again. I wanted to call them cowards for running, but really, I was the coward. I should have said something.

But I noticed that one girl had stayed. And that made me angrier.

"Oliv-" she began, but I didn't want to hear whatever dumb apology she was about to give me.

"No! I don't want to hear it Miller. You could have said something, anything! But you didn't! You didn't do anthing! And that hurt me more than I ever thought it would! And... And to think that maybe, just maybe, I'd found a friend in you... God, I'm so stupid! So, no, I don't want to hear any dumb apology you're about to tell me, so please, just...just leave me alone". My voice broke as I fought back the tears that rested in my eyes, my throat clogging up as I had to choke down the sobs that tried so desperately to escape. But I couldn't let them. I couldn't let Mia see how week she had made me.

I noticed a tear fall down her own cheek, and I heard the small sob she let out.

Good. I'm glad I hurt her.

But, I wasn't actually glad at all. I should be happy to see her in pain like how she's caused me pain throughout my entire school life, but it hurt even more to see her sad. I almost wanted to take back everything I said, just so I wouldn't have to see her cry like this. But I won't. I couldn't. And why should I? Yeah she's sad, but so am I! She's even more of a coward than I am.

"I'm sorry" she whispered, before running away and catching up with all the other girls.

Instead of going to class, I ran into the girls bathroom and broke down. My heart felt like it was breaking, my hand across my mouth, trying to muffle my own cries.

Why did it hurt so much? I shouldn't care about her! She let them say that about me, about my brother! I should hate her right now! But I don't, and that's terrifies me more than any writing.

So I pulled out my phone and called the one person I could trust with everything I have. And thankfully, he picked up.

"Hey big bro"

"Hey, you okay? You sound like you've been crying"

"I'm not okay. Can you talk for a little while?"

"of course I can, tell me everything"

I took a deep breath and told him about everything that had happened in the past two days. I knew he was listening, he always did. And he always gave good advice too. I have the best brother in the world, and I really wish he was beside me right now. I need him more than ever.

I hate being afraid of something, especially when it's a feeling I had long forgotten, and only my brother could help me with that, and he did. He always did.

When did I become such a mess?