Bullied by O2L(fanfic)

Chapter 3

I woke up to the annoying sound of Sam banging on my door.

"Get up fatass!" He yells.

I walk to the door and open it. He is there by himself, which is a suprise. "Be down in 30 minutes." He says with an evil grin on his face.

"Whatever" I mumble.

"Don't back talk me, bitch." He says as he walks down the stairs. Well, looks like I'm back in hell.

I go to the bathroom and straighten my hair. I put on a black shirt that says "your just jelous" and my light blue ripped jeans. Along with some black converse. I put on black eyeliner and some mascara. I slowly start to make my way downstairs.

The first person I see is Connor and he smiles at me. Before I could smile back I am hit in the stomach by Kian.

"Good morning slut." He says. Before they can do anymore damage I grab my penny board and run out the door. I can hear the boys yelling behind me as i skate to the beach. I know I'm gonna get even more punishment tonight for this. Crap.

I pull out my phone and dial Nash's number. After two rings he picks up.

Nash: Hey gurl.

Hayden: Hey! Can you come to the beach?

Nash: Sure! On my way!

I hang up and within five minutes he is at the beach. "Hey!" I say.

"What's up?" He asks.

"Nothin. Just wanted to get out." I say. Haha, out of that hell hole I have to call my home. "Wanna skate?"

"Sure!" He says.

We skate for about forty five minutes, and by the end, were both super tired. I'm about to take off my jacket, but I remember my new cuts, not to mention older scars. Before I can zip my jacket back up, he takes it off of me from behind and starts to run around with it, laughing.

"Hey give it back! Seriously!" I yell.

"Haha why? It's hot as fuck out here!" He says, waving it around.

"Well, I happen to be a very cold person." I say.

"Yeah. I can tell!" He says playfully.

"HEY!" I yell. I playfully punch his arm. He grabs my arm and starts to twist it, out of reflex I pull away. "ow!" I say. I examine my arm. Crap. On of the cuts opened when he grabbed my arm.

"Sorry! Did I really hurt you that bad? Let me see your arm-"

"No!" I yell. "It's fine." I say putting my arm to my side.

"Just let me see..." He says, grabbing my arm. He sees them. "W-what are these from?" He says, calmly but looking sad.

"I-it's nothing. My c-cat did it." I say.

"Hayden, you don't own a cat." I still avoid his eyes. "One is bleeding!" He says. Before I can tell him it's fine he takes off his shirt and starts to dab it on the open wound. After he gets my arm wrapped in his shirt, he pulls me into a hug. "You don't have to tell me why. I wish you would, but you don't have to. I hope you stop doing this to yourself because your a great, beautiful person who doesn't deserve this." He says into my ear before he pulls away. My eyes are filled with tears.

"Thank you." I whisper. "I will tell you, but not here, and not now, okay?"

"Just tell me whenever your ready." He says back. He picks up both of our penny boards, and we walk to my house.

"Are you sure your arm is okay?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah. Its fine" I say. Besides, I think to myself, I'm more worried about what's going to go down behind those doors when I walk in after running away from a beating, especially walking in with their close, close friend, Nash Grier.

(Hey! Sorry I haven't been updating, I've been busy. But now I'm on spring break so I should be updating a lot more!
Okay, you've probably been expecting this...should she be with Connor or Nash? Comment opinions please!!! Ily all <3)