Being The Killers Kids

Were Done

Again In The Bullies POV. And Thanks For Those Still Reading This Story. I Know I Suck At Updating But Thanks For Sticking Around.
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Michelle's POV
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I wake up the next morning and I forget yesterday for a minute. A minute. The the memories come flooding back and I wish to be asleep again. But I know I have to get up and get ready for school. So I get up and a few seconds later, hear my phone go off.

"Hey baby. Goodmorning. Can't wait to see you at school today. Wear that dress I like today? Ok bye." Ugh that dick. Always tells me what to wear. "I've had enough."

I'm tired of him trying to control me and tell me what to do. I'm tired of not standing up for myself. Instead of wearing what he wants, I wear the outfit I put out the night before. "This will show him." But that's not all. I've decided. It's over.

☆At school☆
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Once I arrive at school I right away look for Ryan. But unfortunately he isn't there. But I see the rest of the group and walk up to them. "Hey Michelle!" They all say. "Hey guys." I see that everyone has a bruise somewhere on their bodies. But it's ok cause i have some to.

I then feel someone's hand on my shoulder and I turn around. It's Ryan. I see a tint of anger in his eyes which makes me smile. Through gritted teeth he whispers in my ear "what the fuck are you wearing?!" I let out a small yelp and tears threaten to pour out of my eyes when he grabs my sides. Suddenly he looks concerned. "Did i touch a bruise? Let me see." I push him away and glare at him. "Im fine. And i am wearing some high waisted blue jeans and a shirt i got from Forever 21, to answer your previous question."

He then has the tint of anger back in his eyes but there is still sime concerndness in them. " I asked you to wear that dress." I make my hands into fists. "And i layed this outfit out the day before and if i want to i am going to wear it and you are going to deal with it." Now he's pissed. He grabs the back of my head and i wince. Tears stream down my face. "OW!" I scream. He lets go of me. All kf our friends are now staring at us.

"Michelle, whats wrong? I didnt even grab your head that hard? What happened? Was it thise freaks? Did they hurt you?" I burst into tears. "No. It wasnt them." He looks at me, confused. "Then who?" I dont say a word. "Michelle, who did this to you." Again, my response is silence. He then punches the wall beside me. I jump. "YOU ASK WHATS WRONG AND WANT TO KNOW WHO DID THIS, YET YOU ALMOST PUNCHED ME?!"

Ryan slowly backs up a few steps. "I-I- I'm sorry Michelle.." Now. Do it now. "Ryan, I'm breaking up with you." And with that I walk away.

Ryan's POV
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"Ryan, I'm breaking up with you." And then she walks away. I slide down the wall. "She left me.." repeats in my head over and over again. Why would she do this? Was I not treating her right? Did I not satisfy her needs? Was she with someone else? Was it because I wasn't there to protect her from those freaks?

I stand up and punch the wall three more times. The bell rings. I look at my knuckles. Red, some blood. But I don't care. I don't fucking care anymore. I just lost her. And yet, I'm also ok with it.