"Do you like me," I asked him that one simple question. I don't know how I got the courage to nor why I was curious in the first place, but instantly his hands would be suddenly strangling my neck.
"Don't ever ask me something stupid like that again," he growls staring into my widen, scared eyes, "who would give you that impression anyways?"
"Your g-girlfriend," I whisper while trying to gasping for air. He loosens his grip and glances away. I try to save myself from this situation, "I know she just wanted to see if I liked you," I take a chance by trying to wiggle free, but the plan ultimately failed.
My shuffling caused him to snap out of his daze, tightening his grip again. I wince, thinking a strike across my face will soon follow. However, I feel his face grows closer, his warm breathe nearing my neck and whispers, "Well, I hope you don't. You're nothing like my type anyways!"
He pulls back, fully releasing me from his restraint. I fall back onto the ground like a limp rag doll. I wheeze and wrap my own hands around my neck as protection while my vision restores. I was close to black out from the merciless choking. However that does not stop him and instead he grabs my hair, roughly tugging it back, making me stare at him more. I flinch, moving my arms up higher, but again no abuse. He lets out a devilish chuckle as he watches my eyes dart back and forth, searching for a possible get away.
My prayers were answered instantly as the bell rings...
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Dear Bully
Teen Fiction*A TWO PART SERIES* **************** The new transfer student can't catch a break almost immediately arriving on her first day at a new school. She is bullied by a certain group of kids, but one guy out of the bunch sticks out the most to her. What...
