bully boy. // on hold

Chapter 19

19.Unexpected (Part 2)
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No. This can't be. No no no

Brian. Brian Ryder.

The guy who is the one reason for everything I've been through.

The one who played with my feelings.

The one who broke me into a million pieces.

~flashback~

"Sammy! Where are you?"
"Just a sec Brian. I'm coming."
Here I am. The school's hottest guy's girlfriend. The 'PopSugarNews' of school. The popular kid.

Brian was waiting outside my house. It was Spring Formal. I wore this tight fit long gown which was purple with a fish cut. I had my hair all layed out in neat curls and a subtle flower crown to top it off.

I went downstairs, took my clutch and left the house.
"Finally. What took you so long?"
"I was just getting ready as you wanted me too. Do you like it?"
"Too much lipstick. Wipe it of before we reach the school and you embarrass me infront of everyone."

Well.. I took out a tissue and wiped off my 'excess' lipstick. We reached the school. The dance began by the time we reached.

"And the official Blossom Queen this year is.......Michelle Highand!"
Clap. Clap. Clap. She hated me. So much that she even tried to kill me. She gave me this huge evil grin as they called out for her.

I turned around heartbroken to see Brian's hands slithering through two girls' slit cut dress and howling for Michelle.

Brian never cared about my feelings. My depression. My panic attacks. Everything was a joke for him. He was the typical stupid school captain who had a 'girlfriend' to hook with her each time he was out with his friends.

After party at Brian's. He dropped me off at his place where everyone was there and was having a blast and went to park his car at his lot. I got in and that's it. I was officially over parties.

-2 hours later-
I was bored. I thought I'd just go upstairs to his room.

I opened the door to his poster filled room to see......Brian....on the bed....with two...others...naked..

I've had enough. I ran all the way from his place to my house and shut myself in my room and didn't get out from there for at least three days.
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I was finally over Brian. I took strain to get myself up from the bed and go to school. I didn't wear anything fancy. I just couldn't. I wore a sweatshirt, a pair of jean shorts and some light makeup. I didn't want to, but I had to. I took my phone and scrolled through the photos of me and Brian. Stray tears rolled out of my eyes like a waterfall.

As I reached the school, I was no more the popular, hot-shot, wanted girl. Just a normal girl with normal life, I guess. I walked through the hallway looking for Brian. Halfway through, people started throwing papers at me with words like slut and loser and bitch and stuff. I felt lonely. I was lonely. I had no friends anymore. Only fair-weather bitches.

As I was looking, Brian creeped up on my back and said a strong 'hey' which, by the way, scared the crap out of me. I turned around to see him along with his 'minions', I suppose.

He continued ,"Just to be clear, I'm breaking up with you. It's you and not me. I was thinking and I realised that right from the beginning, I was too good for you. Besides, I found someone else. Better than you."

And before I knew it, Michelle crawled her freaking long hand up his back to his shoulder. Brian's hand wrapped around her torso and she pulled his face into a remarkably gross 'french' kiss. She then broke the kiss and said to me, "Oh hey Sammy. Let's be clear here. First the student body president, then the blossom queen, and now, your man is mine. I guess we all know who is the real winner over here. I'm sorry but if you don't know, IT'S ME, loser. Now please do us all a favour and move out from the way. You're a waste of space."

I didn't wait there any longer. I ran towards my home from the school without giving a glance.

I reached the house and buried myself into the pillow. Beep. Beep. Beep. My phone was ringing up with messages and comments. Memes, jokes, hot posts, edits and a lot more. I had no more space in social media.

You're a loser. I mean I don't think there is a need for an explanation why.

Do a favour to everyone. Go die.

Stand own your own feet you slut!

Let's all stop cuz we all know that she is a useless crap.

Bitch. Get over yourself.

Too much. It was too much. I went to the washroom and grabbed a razor. Cut. Cut.

CUT.

~flashback over~

I tried to hide behind the easel and didn't know the answer to only question in my mind.
Did he see me?
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Hey guys! This is Sara and you're reading 'I Have A Crush On My Bully". I wasn't dead btw. I had SO much stuff and drama going on so I couldn't update. That's why this chapter is extra long. Infact, this might be the longest chapter. And remember, you're amazing. Comment all your reviews and ideas on the book. I love you lovebugs! Stay tuned for more chapters coming up.

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