School

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Mackenzie's P.O.V.

"Mack!! Wake up!" Ella yelled from downstairs.

Ella is my mom. I don't really consider her as one though. She's always drunk or smoking. I'm the one who cleans up her vomit. All the time. But she never remembers.

You see, my real mom died once I was born. I always blamed myself because if I wasn't born, she wouldn't be dead.

My father is always on business trips. Though, he's never really working. He's getting in girls pants to make money.

Ella is my step mom. I just call her Ella. She doesn't care. She only cares about running out of cigarettes and vodka.

"Good morning. Eat your breakfast and head out." Ella said, lighting a cigarette.

I ate my cereal and rolled my eyes. I hated Ella. Well, we're in a love hate relationship. She makes sure I'm going to school yet she gets annoying with all the vodka and smoke. Sooner or later I'll have lung cancer.

I walked out and tucked my brown hair behind my ear. Oh. I was so caught up in telling you about my parents that I totally forgot to tell you about myself. Well, my name is Mackenzie Sone. I'm 17 years old. I like puppies. My favorite color is orange. Oh and one more thing.

I'm bullied.

I've been bullied since preschool. Everyone found out my mom was dead and made fun of me because of it. Soon, it dialed down but there was one boy who wouldn't stop.

Cameron Dallas.

That's why I've been dreading this day. Summer was nice. Not seeing his face. It was great. But now that summer is over, I need to face him again. At least it's only this year and then I'm off to college.

I arrived at school and mentally prepared myself. Facing Cameron was like hell. He called me names, pushed me to the floor, punched me. He had a gang too but they never really bullied me as much as him. They only called me loser and dropped my books. They never really pushed me or put their hands on me.

"Well, well, well. Look who's here?" a familiar voice said from behind me.

I felt something different. I wanted to do something more then let Cameron push me. I wanted to fight back.

I clenched my fists and turned around to face Cameron.

I smiled which took Cameron aback.

"Someone is about to have a bloody nose." Cameron smirked and raised his fist towards my face.

His fist came hurdling at me but I grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm.

"Ah!" Cameron yelled in pain.

I pushed him down and he hit the ground hard.

"I hope you're happy that you won." I said and showed my cuts that were now scars. I shoved my wrist in his face and punched his nose.

"Mackenzie.." Shawn whispered.

"No! Fuck you!!" I said and turned around.

Wow. That felt awesome. I feel powerful. But I know I'll never do it again. I only stood up for myself. I've been bullied for 13 years. And now, i think it's all stopped.

~LUNCH~

"Mack?" someone said.

I was currently picking at my salad. I didn't feel like eating.

"Can I help you?" I sarcastically said.

They sat down beside me. I turned my head and looked at the person. It was Shawn. Shawn never said anything to me. He was always in
the background.

"I'm sorry." Shawn said.

I rolled my eyes. Does he really think that sorry will fix this?

"Sorry doesn't fix everything, Mendes. And it most certainly won't fix this." I said.

"I know. But, I just think you should know that I really mean it." Shawn said.

"Is this a joke?" I snapped.

"N-no. I'm just really sorry." he said.

"I can't forgive you." I said, getting up.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Somewhere where you're not." I said.

I walked out and felt eyes on me. I turned around and saw Nash Grier staring at me.

I walked to his table where he sat alone.

I put my hands on the table and looked straight into his blue eyes.

"What do you want from me? This is a joke isn't it?" I asked.

"No. I'm just really sorry. I didn't know you did this." Nash said, referring to my cuts.

"Well I do. And it's because of you. Like I said to Shawn, sorry won't fix this. 13 years of bullying Nash. 13 freaking years! It's not ok! Everything hasn't been ok! At least you have a mother!" I screamed.

Now, the whole cafeteria was staring at us. Well, me mostly.

I sighed and turned around. Fuck Nash. Fuck Shawn. Fuck everyone.

As I approached the door, Cameron walked in. I purposely nudged his shoulder and walked out of the cafeteria.




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