Bullied by Cameron Dallas

Part 19~You can't tell!

Haley's pov: I got up for school and started getting ready. I picked out light skinny jeans that had holes in the knees and by the thighs. I grabbed a grey shirt that was loose and had my shoulders showing. I grabbed my black sandals and brushed my hair. I brushed my teeth and sprayed some perfume. I walked downstairs and grabbed an apple.

"Bye mom. Have a good day today."

"Yup." She said and I grabbed my book bag and walked to school. Once I got there everyone stared at me and laughed. I quickly looked down and walked to my locker.

"Hey I heard what you and Cameron did." Nash said smirking and I looked up at him and quickly looked down.

"I paid him to do it." I nodded and wiped a tear.

"Why are you crying? He never liked you. He never will like you."

"I know." I said putting my things in my locker.

He laughed and I said "go fuck yourself." He stopped laughing. He slammed me against the lockers and put his hands on my throat.

"Do it. I don't want to live anymore." He squeezed my throat and I couldn't breath.

Finally.

I can finally be free.

"Mr. Grier!!! What are you doing!?" A teacher said coming by and grabbing him.

No! No! No! I need him to kill me. I won't have the guts to kill myself so I need someone to kill me.

I groaned and grabbed my binder walking to class. I sat down and someone threw a paper at me and it bounced off my head.

*Lunch Time*

I walked outside and sat down on a bench soaking in the sun. Someone sat next to me and sighed. I looked to my right and it was a guy with dark brown hair kinda short and spiked up in the front. I quickly looked forward and looked down.

"Hi." The guy next to me said. I looked over and saw that he was talking to me.

"Oh uhm hi." I said quietly.

"I'm Dylan. You are?" He said turning towards me. I looked around and sure enough everyone was staring.

"Uhm I gotta go." This guy was new. I didn't want him to be made fun of like me.

"Wait." He said but I kept walking and he just sat down. I walked inside with my hands in my jean pockets.

*After School*

I grabbed my things and started walking towards the back doors. Maybe Nash won't see me.

I started walking when I heard "hey slut get back here." I sighed and looked down and stopped. Nash ripped my hair causing me to fall back. He towered over me and spit on me.

"You are so pathetic. You got me detention for a week!" He raised his fist and punched me in the nose. He kicked my arm and I yelled. He pulled my hair harder and kept punching me in the face.

"Hey get off her!" I heard. Nash stopped and let me go. I curled up in a ball and wiped the blood from my nose and broken lip.

"What the fuck are you going to do?" I looked up and it was that Dylan guy. Taylor and Jack Gilinsky started walking up the hill.

"Dylan. Go away." I said barely being able to talk. Dylan gasped and Taylor punched him right in the face. Dylan dropped to the ground and Nash, Jack and Taylor all shook their heads. They walked away and I limped over to Dylan.

"You okay?" I asked and he nodded. His cheek was bruised but that's about it.

"Are you okay?" He asked me and I laughed a little.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said looking out my right eye since my left eye was already swollen shut.

"You sure? Because it doesn't look like it."

"I'm sure. Listen, please don't tell anyone about what happened."

"What!? I need to tell someone!"

"No please don't. I'm begging you not to."

"I won't involve your name but they need to be stopped."

"No, please Dylan. Please." He sighed then said "fine."

"Thank you. I gotta go. My mom is probably worried about me." That was a lie she probably doesn't care but I don't want to hang out with Dylan.

"Okay." He said and I ran home. I walked inside and dropped my bag. My mom walked out and just looked at me.

I quickly looked down and she just shook her head and walked back into her room. I went to the freezer and grabbed some ice. I set in on my nose and my eye.

"Ouch." I said to myself.

"Go get us something to eat." My mom said throwing the money on the counter.

"What would you like?" I said and she said "I don't care. Something that I'll like." I nodded and grabbed the money.

I walked to dominos and ordered a large pepperoni pizza. The lady just looked at my face and gave me a disgusted face.

"That will be $12.50." I nodded and handed her the 20. She gave me the change and I waited.