Crushing on my Bully? (A Zerkaa Fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 24

-Bella's Pov-

Vikk looked at me in fear, yet held onto his red ear that I just yanked.

"What the damn fuck were you thinking?" I yelled.

He slowly backed himself into the wall, terrified if I would do what Amy did to Simon.

He felt the wall behind him, and shut his eyes, knowing that he wasn't going to escape. "Bella. I am sorry. It is just my feelings to Faith. I never originally hated her. Josh did."

"That doesn't give you the right to beat the life out of her." I snapped.

He rolled his eyes, but they weren't directed at my comment. "I should have listened to myself. I'll apologize. I want to make things right for you."

I shook my head. "This shouldn't be about me. This should be about you, Josh, and Faith."

"But I want to make myself better to be the right guy for you." He replied, holding his hand close to his heart.

I crossed my arms. "Make yourself up to Faith and Josh." I paused. "You might have just lost a vital friend."

He looked at me confused. "But I can't change my thoughts like that. My mind isn't a lightswitch."

"Yeah, but apologize first of all." I replied. "I don't care what the hell your thoughts are about Faith or their relationship, you are going to at least say sorry."

He looked at me in disbelief. "If I do that, I might lose Simon. He is my friend as well. I don't need to lose both of them for choosing sides."

"Apologizing isn't choosing sides." I came back.

My head was spinning arguing with the adorable twat, and I felt my nails press into my skin from the stress.

He put his fingers to his temple, trying to figure out the appropriate response that wouldn't get his ass kicked.

He just looked at me and shook his head in denial. "I'm sorry. But I can't lose them."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Vikk." I pleaded. "Please."

He walked away, slowly. "I'm sorry."

"Guess your going to lose me then." I whispered, but not loud enough for him to hear me.

The bell rung behind my ears, but I ignored it, just seeing him walk off like that felt like it he was leaving me for good.

÷A couple days later (Date Night)÷

-Faith's Pov-

I raced around my room, still curious on what Josh was planning for our date, and I struggled picking out an outfit.

Do I go for a casual indoor outfit, fancy dress, something for the outdoors, or just something in between?

I saw Amy's mother standing at the doorframe. "What's with you running about?" She asked me.

I looked back. "I have a date." I said softly and unsurely.

She walked in, as if she has been waiting for ages. "Can I help?" She asked, even though she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

I nodded slowly. "Why not?"

"Where you going?" She asked excitedly.

I shrugged my shoulders slightly. "He is leaving it as a surprise. He won't tell me." I sighed.

She walked over to my nightstand and grabbed my phone. "Text the man."

I rolled my eyes at her, and typed in my passcode, and messaged Josh.

'Joshuaaaaaa, what type of clothes should I wear? This is why you can't surprise me. I struggle with clothing.' I sent.

I watched as the message changed from sent, delivered, to read, and the three dots on my screen appeared, telling me he was typing.

'Just wear your casual clothes Princess. I will see you in an hour 😉' He replied.

I threw my phone onto my bed, and looked back at her. "He said just wear casual clothes. So something a bit better than my usual, just to make it seem more special."

She smiled, and ran towards my closet. "This is so much fun. I hardly get to do this with Amy." She squealed.

"Why's that?" I asked, following her.

She looked at several shirts and dresses, and looked back for a quick second to respond. "With Bella, she doesn't asks me for her help. They help each other. All I help with is buying the clothes."

"Well, you can always ask to join in." I suggested, as she pulled out two outfits and laid it across my chest to see how it would look on me.

She sighed, but she was much more focused on the outfits. "She will kick me out. I don't blame her. Who would want advice about clothes from their parents?"

I cringed at the words parents, still remembering my parent's fate, and breathed in slowly to put myself together. "Just give her ideas. Or lay out a really cool outfit idea for her when she is gone at school or playing games."

She threw one of the outfits onto the bed and nodded. "You are one smart girl." She smiled.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out my choice of clothes, and was going to choose which of the two I wanted to wear.

Her mother placed her hands near her face, holding in the excitement of a five year old on Christmas morning.

I looked at both as they laid on the bed, one reflected my personality, the other complimented my looks.

"This is hard." I mumbled, my brain surging through the ideas on what would fit the needs of my mystery date.

"Choose mine! I think that it reflects you perfectly!" She squealed.

"But what about my looks?" I replied.

She laid her hand on my shoulder. "If this guy dated you for only your looks, he needs to be thrown in the trash. The personality is the key." She advised me.

"Josh wouldn't do that. He is smart." I smiled. "Sometimes a douche, but he is smart."

I picked up her outfit and smiled. "I think this I am going to wear it tonight."

She screamed out, excited. "Yes!" She pumped her hands in the air.

"Chill lady dammn." I said, grabbing one of her fists.

She smiled weakly. "Sorry. Just got a little excited."

÷Author's Note÷

Woooo. Another chapter! The next one might be a tad longe than usual, just saying.

Should I update this on my birthday? I guess my present from you guys would be the feedback and support you give me.

Well, if you guys did enjoy, give me some feedback and see ya!

-TheBaconist