The bully in Toronto s.m

one

Here I was in 6th mod looking down at my paper while the guys behind me including Shawn kept kicking me seat.

"Hey slut" carter said.
"Eww don't talk to a whore" cameron commented.
"Guys don't call her that... call her a bitch that should go kill herself, that's somewhat nicer" Aaron added on.
Shawns friends would say things but they were as mean as Shawn. Shawn was the physical one, including punching, slapping, and even sometimes he would throw me across the floor in the janitors closet. I've had a few teachers ask about the bruises but my excuse is horse back riding which I'm pretty sure ever they knew I was lying. After about five minutes a hash nock interrupted the class. Mr. Peters stood up and opened the door and my brother came into the room.

"Milana grab your stuff me need to go now"
"What why"
"Come on now, grandad just umm just come on I'll tell you once we get there"
"No tell me now what happened is he okay" I say grabbing my stuff.
"Ana grandads cancers getting worse and there about to pull the plug and he's requested to see you and Shawn and we need to get to the hospital now"
"WHAT NO" my heart sunk into my chest and tears poured down my fast as I ran into my brothers arms crying but I didn't care if anyone saw. I look back at Shawn and look down shaking my head. Laken, Carson, and Joe asked Mr.Peters if they could talk to me in the hallway and he said it was okay. I grabbed onto joes shirt tears rushing down my face (she said Ben you've loved girls since before pre k).

"Baby you've gotta be strong for me, once I get out of school me Carson and laken will be there, don't cry please. Only 35 more minutes" Joe said hugging me.

I walk back into the class and grab my stuff that I had grabbed but sat down when I walked out of the room. Tears were still rushing out of my eyes like a river. I look to the back of the class and see Shawn standing up and looking at me with worried eyes. I whip my nose and sniffle as I grab my books and Joe kisses my on the lips and hugs me goodbye. After I packed up me and my brother headed right to the hospital.

Shawns pov

Everything was fine until her brother walked in. I couldn't stand seeing her in cry like that. Tears full of sadness. I knew I treated her unfairly and that's only because of 8th grade. Joe stole my chance to asking her to the 8th grade dance. I know I shouldn't be hurting her for that but I still do and I don't know why. Her grandad was a great man and when me and milana would hang out due to us being neighbors her grandad would tell me exactly how to get milana to like me. But yet here I am hurting her. After school let out I hurried straight to the hospital. I knew she probably wouldn't wanna see me then but I've gotta go.

Milana's pov
It was different. Everything. The feelings. The thought. The questions. Possibilities of never saying goodbye. I knew my grandfather was gonna pass at some point due to bone cancer but who knew that day would be know. Not me. But now I am. I look down at my hand in my grandfathers, tears still rushing down my face. Is this the end. Beep. Beep. Beep. The noise seemed to get louder and louder in my head. I stood up in the operating room. My mind kept triggering back to my grandfathers old house about 3 minutes from here. Every minutes my mind would trigger to his room as if I was walking through the house. I would go deeper and deeper as if it was a dream. Finally I knew what it was. It was grandad. There he was standing in front of his bed.

"Milana honey"
"Yes grandad what do you need" I asked.
"My ring milana my ring please"

I couldn't understand what the meant I looked around his room as he pointed to his dressed. I looked all along it but there was no ring. I opened the first drawer on the left. No ring. I opened the first drawer on the right and there a ring had laid. It was me and my grandads promise ring to never forget. Then my mind went back to reality.

"I've got to go"

"Milana Chanel Attaway where do you think your going"

I didn't listen. I ran out into the parking lot. Jumped into my car and headed to grandpas house. Once I got there I got the ring and headed back to the hospital. After about 5 minutes I arrived due to 6 o clock traffic. I ran threw the clear double door and up the stairs so I could make it faster. I ran into room 143 and there he was. Not just my family and grandfather but Shawn. At that moment I didn't care my mind was set in my grandad. I ran to his left side of his bed and placed the ring on his ring finger.

"I heard you call for me grandpa. I heard you and I got the ring. Rest in peace. I love you"

Suddenly the short second beeps turned into a long beep as my stomachs dropped.

"Goodbye" I say to myself looking down.

"Never goodbye, just a farewell"
Shawn said standing up out his seat.

"Farewell" I say.

As I looked out of the hospital door I see my grandfather and grandmother together waving farewell.

"See you soon honey"
At that moment everything changed. I knew that voice. I knew those words. That was my grandma saying hello and never saying goodbye.