Bully!Craig x Tweek

Craig

It's been about three months since I started grade eleven, it's not bad but it would be better if I didn't have to deal with a certain someone.
"Hey Twitch!" I could picture the sinister smirk upon his face, just by what he called me and the tone of his voice, followed by the sounds of his footsteps getting closer.
"Craig."
I told myself, to quite for him to hear as I looked up. I was getting my books out of my locker and putting them in my bag to take home with me since it was the end of the day. I only had one last book to put away which was beside me but I knew I wouldn't have enough time to shove it in my bag as Craig continued to walk towards me, his hands in his pockets.

I kneeled down to get my last book.

He was behind me now.

At first I wanted to ignore him as I began to shut my locker door but had to pull my hand away quickly as he slammed it shut. 
"You know everyone has left right?Besides the teachers who are too busy holding a conference in the tech room on the other side of the school."
I got a bad feeling in my gut.
"Yeah?" I replied nervously as I stumbled back with my book in my hand, sliding it in my bag without breaking any contacted.
Craig then pushed me, probably as hard as he could which caused me to tumble backwards onto my butt. I glared up at him as I quickly got up snatching my bag in the process ( as it had slid beside me because of the fall.)
"W-What do you want C-Craig?" I asked, harshly feeling a bit of instant regret.
"What? You want more?" He said, I knew this was going to hurt a lot more as he change to "just having fun" to " you're going to get it."
Before I could even nod my head no (which wouldn't have made a difference ether way) he shoved me back on the ground which felt three times as hard as the last one if that was even possible. I twisted my ankle as I fell and couldn't help but let out a small gasp as the hit seemed to knock the air straight out of me. I felt my eyes start  to water but held it in. I was not going to give him anymore satisfaction than he already had. He spitted on me, flipped me off, spun around, and left. I got up sore and felt bruises start to form on my body. Everything ached.