Broken (O2L/Magcon story)

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(A.N. The boys will be a different age like 17,18,19 so it can work with the story)

{Julie POV}
"I'm going for a walk, mom!" I yelled.
"Okay, sweetie. Be safe and be home before dusk."'she called back.
I needed to be alone and clear my head. The bullying at my school has gotten a lot worse. People were now threatening me. They would say things like "you should be dead" or "worthless trash" or "no one loves you". As the thoughts came flooding back, I began to tear up. I decided to go to the beach so I can cry in peace. During this time of the evening, there is barely anyone at the beach, so I always go there to be alone, hate myself, and just cry.
When I got to the beach, I saw a group of people playing frisbee. I realized that those people were the teenagers from my school that bully me. I froze when I saw one of them stare and point to me. I was terrified. They came over and started calling me names like "slut" or "fatass" and so many more. I tried to just walk away but one of them grabbed me and held a tight grip.
"Where are YOU going? Haha!" he chuckled.
I started to cry, really hard.
"Awh is the whore crying? one girl said.
When I looked up, I felt a stinging sensation in my jaw. As I realized that one of them had punched me, I was on the ground. They began to violently beat me. It was the worst feeling ever. I tried to scream, but it came out as more of a whimper.
"Dang, that was fun."
"Hell yeah it was!"
They left me there in my own pool of tears and blood. I laid there crying in pain and misery wishing for it to just stop. Eventually, I got up, walked over to sit on a bench, and took out my phone to look at the damage. I had a bruise on my right cheek, a bloody nose, and a bad cut on the corner of my left eye. I also saw that my wrist was swollen. Great, it could be sprained, luckily not broken. When I looked around to see if anyone was around, I saw five guys heading my way. Oh, no. I don't want to get hurt again.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" one of them asked.
The voice sounded familiar. I looked up to see the one and only Ricky Dillon. The famous youtuber Ricky Dillon. I know him because I love to watch his and the rest of O2L's videos. They always put a smile on my face everyday, even on my darkest days. I realized that he was with the rest of O2L: Sam, Jc, Trevor, and Kian. And honestly, they're way cuter in person. I spoke up and said,
"Yea, I'm alright."
"But your face is bruised and bloody and your wrist doesn't look too good either." Kian said.
"You need some help." a concerned Jc said.
"What's your name?" asked Sam.
"Oh, um, I'm Julie." I said sternly, but not harshly. I didn't want them to know I was feeling scared or anything.
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen."
"Well, I'm-" but I interrupted him.
"I know who all are. You're all O2L." I quietly said.
They silently looked at me with sadness and pity. I could tell they were being sympathetic towards me, but I don't want any of it. Not my fault I have trust issues. I don't want anyone to be. This made me mad.
"I don't need your guys' sympathy, so just leave me alone and go away." I sharply yelled, maybe a little too harshly.
I stood up and and began to quickly walk away from them.
"Wait-!" one of them yelled, but I kept walking. Then I began to run. I ran all the way home- with anger, tears, and pain.

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