A Bully Love Story *An R5 fan fiction* [ON HOLD]

Jake Hail

*Violets POV*   

"Vi! Bathroom!, quick!," Robin shrieks grabbing my arm.

"Why?!," I gasp. She only ever does this when he- I turn my head to the sound of my locker being slammed shut. Oh no, I go running, but he grabs my shirt from behind yanking me away from Robin. Robin runs away crying, I'm thrown into the lockers.

"Hey Vi," he mocks Robin as he says Vi. He punches me in my gut, I clutch it tightly.

"Go away," I plead.

"Since when do I ever actually do?" he chuckles. His blonde hair falls around his face as he leans in too close for comfort. "When will you ever learn Violet you are nothing, but my punching bag," he smirks. He throws me on the ground and kicks me in the stomach. I cry out and he picks me up by my hair. "You are nothing, but a worthless piece of shit," he snarls. He drops me, stands up, and spits on me. I hear his footsteps fade, I sit up and cough up a little blood.

"Violet!," Robin runs over crying, its funny really. I haven't cried because of the physical pain, I haven't cried of that in a long time, it's always the emotional. "Vi, you have a split lip again, and a bump," she cries. She holds me for a bit after that, crying, letting it out. This usually happens 5 times a week, once every school day, sometimes twice a school day if he's had a bad week. Robin cries more than I do, she fears for me, fears that one day he'll hit me hard enough to do some real damage. "Vi, I wish I wasn't so scared of him, I hate him hurting you," she sniffs helping me up.

"I know Robs, but there's nothing you can do, like he said, I'm nothing, but his punching bag," I smile weakly coughing up a little more blood. 

"No don't think that Vi, you are not just his punching bag, you are strong and an amazing friend," she states. Robin picks my books up for me and we walk out to her car with my arm around her shoulders. My leg doesn't hurt or anything, but sometimes it's good to know your friends there. We get out the schools front doors, something hits my head. I look behind me, its a pencil. I pick it up, Robin looks at me curiously as I take a post it note off it. It reads.

See you Monday fugly
-Ross

I see him leaning over on one of the school's walls is Ross and his two brothers Rocky and Riker. He has another brother named Ryland, except Ryland likes being homeschooled. Ross looks at me and winks, Robs must have seen it cause we both shiver.

"Come on Vi," Robin tugs me to her car quickly. She drives a purple egg, it's adorable really. We climb in and I automatically go to my compact mirror. She's right, damn, I have a nice size split lip and a bump the size of an egg on my forehead. "Sleepover at my house again," she sighs.

"Yeah, I'll text my mom," I pull out my phone. Whenever this happens I always stay at Rob's house I can't go home cause my mom would flip. If she found out I'm being bullied by Ross she'd march right to his house and get me in a worse situation. Robin's parents are never home, business trips, and both of her brothers are in the military, along with mine. So she's usually home alone, which is perfect in my case cause I can stay there and my mom would never find out about my big jerk of a bully.

Me: Mom can I stay at Robins 2night?
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Mommabear: Sure hon, just don't stay up late, your brother is coming home in two days so when you come home 2morrow we have 2 clean the house

Me: Ok thanks, luv u

Mommabear: Luv u 2

I put my phone away and just nod my head. "Cool, you wanna stay in my room," she looks at me out of the corner of her eye then back at the road.

"Yeah sure, you still have my kitty footsies," I smirk. We always leave them at her house cause we like to dance in footsies, regular Pj's just don't feel right.