Uneasily Forgiven ~Magcon Bullies

Chapter 24

*Kylies POV*

I was rushing through the empty hallway of school. Thank God. No signs of my bullies.

I was walking around the school, because I skipped class. Why? The guys.. They make my life such a misery, its come to the point were i'm legit depressed-

I was interrupted from my thoughts by being agressively pulled into what looks like the janitors closet. I panicked as a large hand covered my mouth. It was dark so I couldn't see, but even the stupidest person would know who was doing this. My bullies.

The lights flickered open and infront of me was Nash and Cameron.. Weird. Wheres Justin? They never do anything without him.

"You think, by not going to class you'd be let off?" Cameron said with his scary smirk plastered on his face.

"Ohh you thought wrong princess." Nash said throwing me to the ground. 

He bashed my head against the wall and then picked me up by my hair. I could tell this would be the worst beating.

Cameron stepped forward, clenching his fist. He threw a hard punch towards cheek. He kicked me near my rib cage as hard as he could leaving me to slowly fall down against the wall. He then grabbed my cheeks.

"Please.. S-stop." I whimpered in between sobs. He gripped my cheeks tighter, it was bad enough a bruise had grown on my right cheek.

"Listen to me, and listen carefully. Your ugly. A whore. A slut. Fat. A slag. You don't belong anywhere but 6 feet underground." He let go of my cheeks and walked out.

I woke up, silently gasping for air not wanting to wake anyone up. 

I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. That flashback always got the worst of me. I might seem strong but I break. I'm tired of it all. I then remembered how whenever the threw me down I bled. 

Thats what they wanted. For me to bleed until I couldn't anymore. I kept reminding myself I can do it. I can do it. With that I've built a wall thats slowly tumbling down on my. I can't do it. 

I'm not strong, I've just had enough, but apparently they haven't.

Hold it in Kylie. I was on the verge of tears as I walked out of the bathroom.

But I couldn't. 

  When I cried there was a rawness to it, like the pain was still an open wound. I searched around to clasp onto something for support, anything, a table or the back of a chair. I started to shake. The sobs were stifled at first as I attempted to hide my grief, then I was overcomed by the wave of emotions which caused me to  break down entirely, all my defences washed away in those salty tears. 

Shawn was standing infront of me, waiting for me to let it all out. Thats what I loved. He let me. He told me it was okay, without even telling me.

 When he turned his face to me I was a picture of grief, loss, devastation. It was the face of one who had suffered before and didn't know if she could do it again.

He walked towards me and suddenly pulled me into a tight, warm hug. His warm skin made me tingle as it touched mine. It was as if all my pain had washed away with just one touch of him. I could feel his abs through my shirt. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach.

This feeling.. I've never had it before. I was still lightly sobbing into his neck as he rubbed my back.

"Kylie.. baby its okay. I'm here." He whispered hushing me. He called me baby. My heart melted. 

Woah.. What? I think.. Ihavefeelingforshawn. I said to myslef quickly.

He picked me up, while I was still hugging onto him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me back to bed. He laid me down and then did the same. 

He pulled me towards him, so that my head was laid on his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and slowly drifted to sleep.

Hey guys! Sorry this was short! I think i'm going through a Cameron phase :) Wbu?