Read A/N at the end.
**Amira's POV**
"Lost a lot of weight, I see!" His hands grab my waist as he pushes his body towards me
"Don't touch me. Otherwise, I'll make sure you won't have any kids," I hiss as I try to push him off but sadly fail.
"You have a tight body. Too bad you can't show it off... oh wait. You can,"
He whispers in my ear as he gropes my left breast.Oh my Allah!
This is enough.
I kick him hard where the sun doesn't shine. I run, leaving Mohamed clutching himself on the floor. But I hear him get up.
I run faster.
I turn behind to find that he's not there.
What the...?
He must have left. Thank Allah. I just sexually harassed.
Well, next time I won't be at my locker alone after the bell rings. These perverts can't control them goddamn selves.
I go to my math class acting as if nothing had happened when all I really want to do is hide away.
I take my seat next to Adam who's just typing on his phone.
"Okay class please take ou-," The teacher starts but gets interrupted when the flys open revealing a very tired looking Mohamed.
I look close at his face and see half of his face is bruised.
I gasp in shock.
What happened to his face? But most importantly who did that to him cause last time I checked his face looked normal.
I smirk, knowing he's in pain.
"Like I was saying please t-," Sir continues what he was saying only to get cut off once again by Mazin. He storms in angrily and takes a seat next to me.
"Anyone else wants to disturb my lesson?" The teacher says, fuming with anger.
I look over at Mohamed who's face was bruised. He deserved it.
Right?
He probably sensed that I was looking at him because he turned to me.
His eyes shift to Mazin.
I look at Mazin who's glaring at Mohamed.
What the hell happened between these two.
**(20 minutes later)**
After class ended, I waited by the door for Adam.
But Adam was glued to his phone. He was on his phone during class as well!
Oh forget it.
***
Once I get to my new car I hear a familiar voice calling my name.I put on a fake smile and nod towards him.
"Yes?" I ask.
"Why didn't you tell anyone," Mazin says, standing opposite me.
What is he talking about?
I give him a confused look.
"Why didn't you tell anyone that that filthy cow touched you! That's sexual harassment!" He shouted, running his hands through his hair.
"Why should I? No one cares," I cross my arms over my chest.
"I care." His features soften.
"Says the one who started this bulling and watched his friends beat me up. I have scars Mazin. Every time I ate, I vomited. At night I cried to sleep. No one said it was okay. I came to school every morning and you guys repeated over and over made fun of me and beat me. So don't say you care now," I snap, my eyes welling with tears.
I get in the car leaving him in shock.
Let the game begin Mazin. After all these years. Watch out.
I'm coming.
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I know I promised a long and good chapter, and I have you a short and bad chapter like always:(I'm really sorry. I got sick and I wasn't done with this chapter.
Just pray for me to get better please.
Please go check out my new book, 'Gone?'. Thanks.
Stay beautiful <3
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Falling For My Bully {Completed}
SpiritualAmira was called everything in the book. Fat, ugly, stupid, a worthless nobody. Suddenly she leaves for Turkey with her family for two years, happy to be rid of her bullies. She loses weight, gains a confidence she never knew she had. But then her f...