Chapter 2

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**Ariana's POV**

When I arrived at school, I started walking faster to my locker because evryone was staring at me, and laughing at me. I heard whispers and laughter. I started walking as fast as I can to my locker. Good thing this school has an elevator. I pressed the button to 3rd floor and the elevator went up. As the elevator door opened, all eyes on the students are at me.

Laughing and whispering, I tried not to cry, to hold back my tears, but I couldn't. I walked up to my locker to get my books ready for first period. After I closed my locker door. They came up to me, my bullies. I tried to walk away from them but they blocked my exit.

"Not so fast there", Harry said. "What do you want?", I asked trying to hold back my tears but it was too late. A tear slid down my cheek. "Aww, she's crying", Louis said pouting his lips. "Can you leave me alone now, what did I ever did to you?", I said sobbing. "Don't play dumb with us", Zayn said. 

Harry came closer to me slamming his hand on the locker, putting his hand beside my head. "Meet us after school at gym, if you didn't come something bad will happen to you", Harry said with his hand becoming a fist. I started moving my head from my left side as he said the words in front of me. A tear slid down my cheek. The bell rang and everyone around us went to class. I ran to my first period class while wiping the tears away that slid down my cheek as I ran.

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The bell rang after about half an hour later. 2nd period and 3rd period past and the third bell rang, which means it's time for lunch. "I wish someone would sit with me, I wish I had friends", I mumbled to myself. I got in line to get my food. When it was my turn I told the lunchlady "Hi Layla".

"Hello sweetie", Layla replied. Layla was my father's assistant before but then she quit because she accepted a new job. She was actually my only friend. I smiled at her signalling her to get my lunch. "Oh yes, here's your lunch Ari", she said smiling. Wondering why I didn't have to pay for my own lunch? First of all my father told the principal to give me free lunch and to get it ready. Second of all, I own this school.

My father called the school 'Grande High School University' {A/N: I just made the school name up}. "Thanks Layla", I replied smiling as she gave me my tray filled with orange juice. spoon, fork, knife, napkin, and a plate filled with fries and chowmein. Mmm my favorite. I just stand there looking for a place to eat, but I guess no one wanted to sit with me. {A/N: All of the students don't know that she owns the school or even she's rich}.

So I decided to sit in the bathroom by myself sitting on the toilet seat cover while closing the door. I was alone, I'm lonely I needed a friend that I can trust. I needed company, I needed someone. Why are they so against me? What did I do? I don't understand. Zayn said that I did something to them, but I don't even know what I did.

Why is my life so miserable? A tear slid down my cheek as I tried to wipe it away. Sobbing, crying, sniffling, punching the walls in the bathroom stall. "I thought everything was going to be okay, but what happened? Why did I grew up so lonely? No friends, bestfriends that I can trust", I thought to myself.

Am I really that bad? After I finished eating my food the bell rang, I have five minutes to get to my locker and get my stuff ready before the bell rings. I started wiping away the tears I had on my cheek as I opened the bathroom stall door. I walked up to the sink mirror to wipe it away and to fix myself so nobody would notice that I have been crying the whole lunch time.

I walked outside the girl's bathroom and walked up to my locker to get my stuff.

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School was done already. I forgot I had to meet up with Them. "Ugh", I said to myself as I walked at the gym room. I got infront of the door to the gym room. When I opened them up, they were there standing infront of me, with their arms crossed. "Get your ass in here b!tch", Harry said. I did as he commanded. They walked up to me and Louis started unching me in the stomach that made fall on the ground. I felt pain, huge pain as my eyes started to fill with tears. I never asked for this. After that, they started kicking me in the stomach.

"Please stop, stop, please I-I beg you", I asked them while I was sobbing in pain. Nothing happened. Harry started grabbing me beside my shoulders side to side with his large hand. He started to push me on the wall as my back hit it. It really hurt. Harry started slapping me in the face leaving a hand mark on my cheek, then it turned red. My cheeks were filled with my tears as my tears run down my cheek. "This is your fault", I heard Harry said. He let go of my shoulders as I collapse on the floor.

Niall and Liam came up to me and whispered in my ear saying "I'm very sorry this is happening to you". I looked them in the eyes as they had a sorrowful eyes when they stared at me. Wait, did they said their sorry? After that they left. I tried getting up but I couldn't. My stomach was filled with bruises and pain. Finally I got to my feet as I struggled to walk outside school. I saw my ride waiting outside. James, my butler and my driver, opened the door for me.

When I got home, I ran upstairs to my room. Thank god my parents were away. I locked the door in my room and ran up to my bed. I started crying because of the pain that I received today. I cried and cried and cried until someone knocked on my door, but I didn't answer. "James not now please leave me alone", I said sobbing between tears and pain. "Ms. Ari, dinner's ready", he replied. 

"Okay James, thanks I'll be down", I replied back to him. Today was the worst day of my life. I cried in my bed until I finally fell in a deep sleep without eating any breakfast.

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