Bullied | l.h

Three

Ꮖ woke up and texted Ashton if he could give me a ride to school, thankfully he could. I wore a green jacket, a white shirt, black pants, and brown flats. I put on mascara and some lipstick. I wasn't fond of make-up.

Ꮖ heard the doorbell ring. I grabbed my things and opened the door. "Hey." I said as I opened the door, thinking it was Ashton--but it wasn't. It was Alia. "Hey Kaylee. How are you doing?" She asked.

"I'm fine."

"Listen here, I'm not going to be nice to you just because no one likes you and because you have like no friends. Plus, Luke hates you and loves me. So get that through your head. Luke loves me and hates you." She explained and pushed me every time she said Luke and hate and love.

I was hurt, my heart was crushed. I knew Luke didn't want to be friends but that fact that he hated me. It made it one thousand times worse. "Well tell Luke that I said; Maybe I don't cry, but it hurts. Maybe I don't say, but I feel. Maybe I don't show, but I care." I said while a tear escaped my eye.

I quickly wiped it. Ashton pulled up and I closed the front door, locked it and walked to his car. I opened the passenger door and sat down. "Hey, why is Alia at your house?" Ash asked.

"She came to tell me my ex best friend hates me and that everyone hates me."

I smiled, "I just love life Ashton. Don't you?" I asked sarcastically as my voice cracked. "Kaylee.." He said and hugged me. I cried into him. "Kaylee look at me. Look at me."Ashton said and lifted up my chin.

"Now Kaylee you don't need that dickhole. Luke isn't worth your tears or your thoughts. He's not worth anything. You have us now, we are your new friends. Four is better than one." He laughed and hugged me again tightly.

I laughed and wiped my tears. "Thanks Ash." I replied. I was so grateful I had Ashton there for me whenever I needed him. We drove to school. Me and Ashton walked into school together.

Luke unexpectedly and strangely walked up to me. "Leave Alia alone freak." He hissed and pushed me onto the floor. "Hey what the fuck dude?! Don't ever fucking touch her again! If you do I'll beat your ass." Ashton spat at Luke and helped me up.

I started tearing up. "By the way, Alia came to my house and started talking to me so leave me the fuck alone you dipshit." I yelled.

Our principal, Mr.Gardiner heard me yelled and said, "Kaylee and Luke, my office now!"

I grabbed my belongings off the floor and walked to Mr.G's office. Me and Luke sat down next to each other, in two separate seats. "Now Ms.Banks why were you yelling and cursing at Luke?" Mr.Gardiner asked.

"He pushed me on the ground and called me a freak. I had to defend myself." I explained. "Lair!" Luke screamed. I looked at him with disgust.

"All right, now Luke what happened?"

"Well Kaylee started hitting on me. Telling me how hot I was and then she slapped me when I told her I like Alia. I pushed her because I obviously needed to defend myself and then you came as she was yelling at me." Luke lied. "You motherfucking lair. I wouldn't hit on you in my life. You're a worthless piece of trash and I hate you. You ruined my fucking life and you don't give one shit, but you know that's okay because I don't need you and I never needed you. You just held me back from meeting new people." I admitted.

Luke sat there, ready to beat the shit out of me--but his eyes also showed sadness. "Mrs.Banks watch your mouth. Now Luke you have to clean up trash for a week and Mrs.Banks you have to clean up trash for three days."Mr.G explained.

"For what?!" I yelled.

"For cursing excessively." He answered. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at him. "Okay now go back to class." Mr.Gardiner said. I stormed out of there. "Kay." Luke said. I ignored him. "Kay." He repeated. I kept walking.

"Kaylee Marie Banks."

The sound of my full name caught my attention. I turned around. "What Luke? What the fuck do you want now?" I hissed. "I miss you." He confessed. I stared at him blankly. I had anger inside of me, he brought me so much pain. I was free, I had new friends. I can't lose that all because of one douche.

"I miss my dad, but you know we'll never talk again." I said coldly. I turned around and walked to my class. It was Science. I sat down, next to Logan. "Hey where were you?" He asked as I sat down.

"In the principle offices." I answered. After I explained to him what had happened, even the part about my dad. "Wow." Logan said. "Well fuck him. He can't just think you'll go running to him whenever he doesn't have someone hopping on his dick."

I was surprised by Logan's remark. Me and Logan never really talked about my problems, it kind of felt nice. I stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. He hugged me.

"It'll be all right kid." He reassured me.

I smiled and grabbed his hand and mouthed 'Thanks You'. Me and Logan stared at each other's eyes, not disconnecting our hands from each other's. Alia was watching me--us like a hawk. She saw me grab Logan's hand and faked coughed, then said "slut". I quickly unattached our hands and looked forward at the teacher.

"Hey Alia." Logan said. In an instant he grabbed my head and kissed me. Our lips were moving in sync. All I heard was "oooo", "get it in." , "damn." , and "get it". Also some whistling. "All right children that's enough." Ms.Rey said loud enough for the whole class to settle down.

I pulled away and looked at Logan for a while. I was in shock. "Logan... I-I... I'm sorry I don't like you like that." I confessed. I tried to say it in the nicest way I possibly could. "But you held my hand." Logan laughed confusingly.

"Because you made me feel better, happier. It was just a way to say thank you." I replied. "Well just say thank you next time." He hissed and tensed up. "I'm sorry.." I replied.

"Yeah me too."