𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

d.w. ~ bully

Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Friday, 1965
11:07 a.m.  ~ 07:29 p.m.

•••
"What's up, whore?"

"Nothing much, what about you?" I replied to, Dallas Winston. I was just peacefully reading at the park and he shouted to me from afar.

He then looked confused and continued to talk to his friends.

Same thing happened a few days ago.

I was walking home, with my homework and he stopped in front of me and made me drop them to the ground.

I said, "You must hate homework too. I agree with your feelings. They gave me a bunch of homework to submit all of Friday! My god." And then right after I continued to walk home.

This doesn't happen too often.

•••

"Where are we going after this?" I asked. "Home. Movie finishes at 8:30. I have a curfew." Said my friend, Amy.

We paid for the tickets to watch the new movie at the Nightly Double and chose our seats.

"Wait I'm gonna grab some popcorn and a coke for us." I said and went to the concession stand.

Waiting in line, someone familiar was behind me. Dallas.

"Hey skank." He said. "Hi." I replied.

"Hey check this out, this chick will totally fall for it." I heard him say to his friends.

"Hey, try touching your feet." He said.

"Excuse me?" I said. "Touch your toes."

I then lift on foot up and touch it, and did the same to the other.

"There. What? Is this a magic trick or something?" I said as I looked at his weirded out face.

"Hello?"

"Yeah. Uhm. Okay, good job." He said, looking at his friends then back to me.

I then ignored it and took the popcorn and coke for Amy and on the way out, Dallas stopped me.

"Do you hate me?" He asked, bluntly. "Why'd you ask?" "Don't you realize what I'm doing to you?"

"What're you doing to me?"

"I'm calling you bad words and... Literally bullying you!" He said.

I always knew he was.

"Should I be upset?" I asked. "Yes!"

"Well I'm not. You're not a good man but you're not a bad one either." I said.

"What do you mean I'm not bad?" He asked. "I don't know what good you've done but I've seen bad men before." I said.

"Now will you excuse me? The movie's about to start." I said and tried to walk past him.

"Wait, where're ya sitting?" He asked. "Front row, right there." I said, pointing to the spot.

"Mind if I sit with you?"

"Not at all but I brought a friend with me so..." "I'll only be sitting next to ya."

"Be sure not to bother me. I hate being bothered while watching." I said.

"No worries." He said with a smirk.

He then followed me to my seat and lucky enough, there's an empty seat right next to mine.

We sat down and Amy immediately asks,

"Why is Dallas sitting next to you?" She whispered. "He asked to." "But he's your bully."

"I know. I know somethings up. I just don't know what he's up to." I said. Amy shrugged and faced back to the screen.

In the middle of watching, Dallas tries to speak to me.

"Hey Y/n, I-"

"Sshht!" I said. He nodded.

"Okay."

He stood quiet for the rest of the movie and then we left.

"How are you going home, Amy?" I asked her. "My boyfriend is picking me up." She said. "Right on time."

We then saw her boyfriends car pulling over. Amy gets in.

"Y/n, you have a ride home?" Her boyfriend asked me. "No but I'll be fine. Home isn't to far from here."

He nodded and we said our farewells.

"I'll be going home now. See you some other time." I said. "Wait, let me walk you home." He suggested.

"I'll be fine, Dallas." "Well, I'm not ready asking."

"Oh! Really? So I can't refuse?"

"Nope." He smiled. I rolled my eyes and gestured for him to come along.

We talked all the way home, it felt long but short.

"Well here we are." I said. "I'll see you tomorrow maybe."

"See you tomorrow." He said.

I stopped walking and turned to him.

He looked at me. "What?"

"No names? Whore, bitch, skank?" I asked.

"Uhh no, not today." He said, making me giggle.

"So tomorrow you will?"

"Maybe." He smiled.