Aaron is in college, so you'd think high school bullies are long gone. But they followed him even when he went to a different state. The things they do to him are cruel and nearly unbelievable, and he's unable to stop them. Will it ever stop?
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After what became a really fun day with Seb and Micah, I'm back on the bus to the cottage.
Turns out they're living in the expensive as fuck mansion I saw when we arrived. I hadn't seen it very well Friday, but they told me, and damn. I didn't know professors made that much.
I'm well hidden on the last bench, with a ridiculously large smile on my face. It's stupid to do so, but today I actually felt happy for the first time in a very long time.
Sure, Ezra and Silas were jerks again. Sure, I almost got reported for sexual harassment. And yeah, sure, I got a warning for my hair, but apart from that? Great day.
I'll just hide in my room, away from Ezra and Silas, and see this as the best day of the past three years.
Shit. I forgot my key. I double check my backpack, but nope. Well, Ezra and his friends will have to get in anyway, so I'll slip in after them.
The bus stops, and it's five more minutes to walk. I glance at Silas and Ezra and walk behind them, silently to not get any attention.
Luckily, they're laughing with their friends and forgetting about me. I'm glad, that way I might be able to, for once, not be humiliated.
Silas opens the door. I brush past him. Surprisingly, he doesn't notice it. I'm astonished, but really happy.
"Yo, fag," Ezra comments just before I can slip in my room. My shoulders slumps as I turn around. "Yeah?"
He seems satisfied I'm not ignoring them. Then again, if I did, I would make everything worse anyway.
"Dinner's in thirty minutes. Join."
I blink. Blink again. Nod. He nods too and leaves. What the fuck?
Quickly locking my door behind me, I let the shock sink in. What is happening? Did someone comment on their behavior?
I change into sweatpants, but keep the hoodie on. I'm not wearing anything else ever again.
The blue hair still has to go away, but I'm worrying about that later. For now, I slump on my bed and pick up my book.
The silence in my room calms me. I love the calm, especially after a day full of being social and talking to people.
Even though today was fun, I need to be in my own head now. It's like recharging. It gives me new energy.
My eyes flicker with tiredness. The letters blur, making me need to blink every two seconds. Whoa, time to close my eyes for a sec.
I put away my book, but someone chooses just that moment to knock on my door. "Come in," I mumble, feeling sleepy.
"Dude, it's literally locked," Silas's voice sounds. My head lifts in immediate alarm. Why is he here?
"Um—why are— what is happening?" I stutter, sitting upright in a panic. I don't smell fire. Even if I did, why would Silas be warning me?
