The shy one and his bully{ON Hold}

Chapter 3

Picture of Mike on top.

When I found out that we would have to work with our partner for History I instantly felt like I'll actually get to do work. Normally I don't do work when it comes to the project because I either don't feel like it or I get people who would rather do everything because they fear that I'll just mess everything up. I get that I'm scary and don't get the best grades in class but I actually do try to some type of effort when it comes to work. Plus, history was one of my favorite things. I loved learning about the past and how it affected the people in it. After school was over, I headed to Alejandro's car and waited for him. Once I saw Alejandro, I walked up to him and I just had to make a snarky comment. "Hey, let's try to finish this dumb project as soon as possible" I don't get why I'm always like this around him. I don't even hate him I just tend to be mean to him. He probably thinks that I'm going to hurt him when we are alone. "Alright, but please don't do anything to me when we are at my house. My dad would probably be there but my mom is probably be working overnight." This is how I can tell that he doesn't trust me, and who can blame him. After figuring what camp we are going to research about we went to his place. 

His house was quite gloomy, it has this aura around the house that says that this is not your typical happy family home. Once we entered the house, I immediately knew that there was someone who drinks a lot. The house reeked of Alcohol so much that I wanted to throw up. For some reason Alejandro just walked in like if the smell didn't bother him. Maybe he was so used to it that he doesn't know how bad it his. After hours of researching we finally came up with having enough information about our camp. I left home after saying goodbye and that is when I had the weirdest dream ever. I dreamed about going out on a date with Alejandro and enjoying the date. I can't fall in love with him, I'm not gay. Even if I was gay and I did love Alejandro why would he even love me. He probably despises me since I've done so many horrible things. I know that once I get to school, I have to keep up my reputation and hurt him again. I don't want to hurt him but I feel as though I have to, like it is expected for me to hurt him. Poor Alejandro, he has to deal with someone who hurts him almost every single time I see him. Then my thoughts were interrupted by my alarm waking me up. Hopefully he doesn't show up to school because I don't feel like hurting him anymore. Maybe if I apologies to him he would forgive me. (Why would he accept your apology? He would always hate you and there's nothing you can do. You ruined his life and now when you see him you would just beat him up again.) Sometimes I hate my thoughts, but what I was thinking is true. Why would he accept my apology? 

When I saw him at school I was surrounded with my group of "friends". I know that if I want them to not get bored of me, I would have to beat up Alejandro. I then shoved Alejandro to some nearby restrooms. Locking the doors behind me and went towards him. I started to punch him and once he fell down to the floor is when I kicked him over and over again. He was crying the whole time I was beating him up and it pained me to hear him cry out for help. I stopped hurting him when I didn't hear him crying anymore. When I looked at the floor, I instantly regretted it. What I saw was terrifying, I saw a lifeless body on the floor and he wasn't even moving. I wished I never hurt him, now he is probably either going to die or he is going to be in a coma for a couple days. "Please forgive me for what I have done, I know you won't be able to hear me but maybe you would remember me saying this to you." That was the last thing I said to him when I ran out of the restroom and went to my car and headed home.