bully boy. // on hold

Chapter 14

14. That Feeling.
(MLIAPOBL Part 2)
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I was on the couch, holding on to my legs and Hayes went to get the medical box.

I tried to get up but the ramen left a burned bruise on my leg. It was kinda painful, burning and tickling at the same time.

Hayes got the first aid box and put isopropyl alcohol onto my burn. Wow! He really doesn't know any damn shit.

"Owe! Who pours rubbing alcohol onto a burn?!" "Fine. Go ahead and treat yourself. Sucker". He said throwing his headphones on the bean bag walking back to his room.

I got up from the couch with pain and went to clean the mess. Well any he wouldn't do it and somebody had to, and it's obvious that the 'somebody' is me.
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(Hayes's P.O.V)
I wasn't a bully. Situations made me one. And I forgot what love felt like or how to love.

I don't want to be one. But I can't stop myself from bullying.

I was bullied in middle school. And I didn't have anyone to stand up for me. I was left alone in this vast world when I was 10.

"Do you want to be free from being bullied? Be one." This was the first advice I ever got. And without my knowledge , I followed it.

My roommate was the first one I ever felt bad for bullying. I couldn't forgive myself for not letting her go.

But Daniel, he'll never change. He's a spoiled brat. Growing up, he had people to tie his shoes for him. He is the only boy in their family. So what can you expect?

But what really felt was that my roommate pushed me from getting hurt and hurt herself, which makes me regret for not helping her when her leg was injured. Yes. I knew it. I don't know why, but I couldn't help her.

Maybe it's my fault that I took that advice seriously. But now I think it's too late. I can't stop being a.....bully.
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(Sam's P.O.V)
I cleaned up the mess and went to my room with an ice pack.

As I closed the door, there was knock. I went and opened to see a bottle of Barbican and a note which said "sorry".

I took the barbican and kept on the burn. Ahh.... It felt so good. I gave a sigh of relief.

I texted Max and Ri. They asked me why I wasn't coming to school. I said the whole incident and they said they were coming over.

I went down with the ice pack bandaged on my leg and the Barbican in my hand to cook some spaghetti.

I saw Hayes standing next to the refrigerator, looking for something to eat. He took the bowl of strawberries and went over to the sink.

I went over to the cupboard and grabbed the spaghetti and a saucepan. I poured water into the saucepan and let it sit to boil.

As I turned around, I saw Hayes struggling to take out the leafy part out of the strawberry.

I went and took a straw, took a strawberry from his bowl and pushed it through the bottom of the strawberry and out popped the stem of the strawberry (which I clearly saw online).

"This is why it's called a 'straw' berry" I said with a 'good' small smirk. I gave him the chocolate sauce and whipped cream and went back to cook my spaghetti.
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