I ghoul you ❤️

Good Morning Chaos

I hate school just as much as the next kid but I didn't think bullies would stoop this low. I've been dealing with the usual name-calling and snarky comments in the hall but Jordan and Charli have shown me that there is still no hope for humanity. 

Jordan and Charli pick on me so often, but what they did today really crossed the line.

I had woken up late and gotten to the cafeteria late today, the only options left was the meat slop that tasted like piss, shit, and burnt toast mixed together. Not the most appetising breakfast. I sadly took the tray off the lunch lady with a solum smile before taking my usual seat at the back of the cafeteria. Yet what was hopefully supposed to be a quiet meal ended with Jordan and Charli sitting across from me with a slimy slab inside of a plastic bag.

"Hey Fattie, we've got a nice little snack for you."

Jordan handed me the plastic bag, the dark and thick liquid in the bottom sludges from side to side as it moves.

"I'm not eating that, what is it?"

Jordan and Charli get up and move to stand behind me, their hands grasping onto my shoulders.

"It's a special snack Fattie, you'll love it."

I shake my head and threw the bag across the table, "If it's that special maybe you should eat it."

Charli growls and grabs onto my neck, "You fucking fat shit, eat the meat before I force it down your throat."

My heart is now going 100mph as I struggle to try to get out of my chair but they hold in my spot. I start shouting, asking for help only to receive silence from the tables around us, but their charms were out and filming the exchange.

"What is it?"

"Something special, all for you."

"I'm not eating it."

"Yes, you are, you fat shit."

Jordan takes hold of my face and forces my head back with my mouth open. I bite his fingers to get him to let go only to have Charli grip onto my throat. Jordan punches me in the stomach cause me to scream. My hands come up to claw at Charli's hand, the tears I tried keeping at bay betraying me. Jordan captures my rouge hands and holds them behind my back. I whimper from the force and my thick tears continue to fall as I sit there, over a hundred charms* aimed at me in this degrading position.

Charli leans closer to my ear, she laughs causing goosebumps to erupt across my arms, "Enjoy your treat you fat fuck."

I begin to squirm to get out of this hold only to be slapped across the face and the sloppy stuff shoved into my mouth, her whole hand pushing the mass further and further down my throat. It tasted like charcoal and rotting vegetables. It was salty and slimy and rough on my tongue. I gag and cough, I wriggle and thrash to get out of their hold. I sob and scream when they keep going, forcing more and more of the disgusting substance into my mouth. 

The silence of the cafeteria was broken by the loud voice of our Principle, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ALYSSA?"

Jordan and Charli froze, both looking at each other with fear in their eyes. Yeah, you two fucked up. Charli gave the meat slab one last push down my throat before turning and bolting for the door, Jordan following her down the hall. I, on the other hand, fell off my chair and coughed up as much of the slab as I could. I shoved my spoon down my throat and tried to vomit up the shit that I was forced to swallow. Again and again, I shoved the spoon down my throat to heave the putrid stuff out only to get splutters of saliva mixed with the slimy substance that coated the disgusting slab.

The Principle rushed to me, kneeling beside me and placing a worried hand on my back.

"Alyssa, I need you to stop doing that please sweetie. I'll take you to the school nurse."

I stopped, threw the spoon on the ground, and looked up at the old man sitting next to me.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THE NURSE GOING TO DO? GIVE ME ICE? I JUST HAD SOME SLAB OF SHIT SHOVED DOWN MY THROAT!"

He looked taken back by my words and looked around to see the students had moved closer to get a front-row seat to my breakdown on the cafeteria floor. He clears his throat and stands up, fixing his tie in the process.

"Nothing to see here children, go to your next class early, please."

He turns to me and pulls out his charm that hangs around his neck, calling my father with the holo. My father picks up, his smiling face faltering when he sees me on the floor.

"Tim, what's going on."

"Hey Xavier, I need you to come down to the school immediately, there's been an incident."

With that my father ended the holo and the Principle turned to the table, the plastic bag still sits there, a quarter of the slab still sits in the sticky liquid on my lunch plate.

"Well, I'm guessing this is what you just ate?"

I stand up and take a seat at the table, "Yeah, can I go home now?"

The Principle nods before motioning for me to follow, the plastic bag in hand, towards his office down the hall.

Charm*

A small lens-looking device that hangs around a wearer's neck. It has the same uses as a phone however is smaller and uses a holographic screen unless the device is recording.