O2L: My Bullies /A Kian Lawley Fanfiction/

Chapter 8

Recap-
"whatever, we still won't let him date you, and that was the point. Unless you do something." He smirked again.

"Fine, what?" I said.

Regretful words, huh?

Chapter 8

"Show me your arm." He said.

"What? No..." He looked at me.

"Why not? Are you scared to show Ricky what he already knows about?"

What?! How does he know?! I immediately burst into tears. I covered my face.

"No, don't cry. I just wanna see." I looked back up, confusion showing on my face. Why was he being so nice all of a sudden?

"Stop. This is all a game. Kian asked me to forgive him, now you're being all nice. For all I know, later Jc could pop up in front of me begging for forgiveness. Go away." I said, turning away.

"No, stop! Kian was asking you to forgive him because he likes you, I told you that. I just can't believe I made you cut since I don't even know when. I'm sorry." He and I just stood there. I was shocked. Even he had some shock in his eyes.

He then went back to reality. He stood there with his arms wide open, like he wanted me to hug him.

'Please forgive me' his face read.

I walked over to him and hugged him, now confused with my actions.

What did you just do? My mind asked.
I don't know, and I don't care. For some reason, all I want is to be in his arms right now. Just like old times.

"Y'know, I missed this. I just never realized it."

"Same." I said. But I pulled away. "But what did I ever do to you to make you bully me?"

"Well... this probably sounds really childish, but I got really mad about it." He said.

<A/N Keep in mind they were in the 5th grade when this happened>

"When you told the principal on me. When I spray painted the gym." He was right. It was childish. But I remembered it like it was yesterday.

-Flashback-

We were best friends. Ricky, Connor, Jc, Trevor, Sam, and I. Ricky and I walked into the gym and he had a bunch of spray paint bottles in his bag.

"Ricky, this isn't a good idea. We might get caught." I said with a worried tone.

"C'mon don't be a scaredy cat." He said back.

"Fine, I'll stay. But the minute a teacher comes in, And they think I did it, I'm telling them it was you."

"Fine, whatever." He grabbed all the cans and started. He got it all over me and I sprayed him back. I heard footsteps so I dropped the can. I walked away and left Ricky.

"Kids, what's going on in here?!"
Mrs. Smith, our teacher, asked.

"I promise it was all Ricky!" I yelled.

"Let's go Ricky."

-end of flashback-

"I'm sorry, but I told you I would." I said.

"I know, and I was stupid to ever do that to you."

"Yes, you were. But I still love ya." I hugged him again.

"Same."