Torture

Chapter 3

*Jayla's POV*

I'm horrified right now, a nice attractive boy who I think might like me, is my bullies brother. This can't be happening.

"Jaylaa!" my thought got interrupted, "wha huh, sorry" he chuckled, "As I was saying, maybe we could all get together one day and hang out" my heart dropped even farther down my stomach and I was starting to get nauseous.

"uh, I dont know about that, me and Hayes aren't friends"

"But I thought you just said you we-"

"I said something like that, I didn't say we were" I started getting a little annoyed, if I told him I don't wanna be friends with him, why can't he just accept that "Well maybe you can become friends?" Iv'e had enough.

I got up and grabbed my bags. "I don't know about that Nash, we have a bit of history," before he could respond I told him that I had to go and walked away.

*Nash's POV*

I gotta figure out what's wrong with Jayla, what kind of history do they have were they can't be friends. Maybe Hayes will tell me.

After school I walked up to Hayes, "Hey, bro do you know who Jayla Williams is" his eyes suddenly went wide

We got into the car and started driving home,

"uh yea...what about her?"

I looked at him with my eyebrows furrowed "Well, I just met her today and she's probably the prettiest girl in this school, anyway I asked her if she knew you and she ya'll had history. Is that true"

He furrowed his eyebrows even more, "uh yea kinda, were not really friends...to be honest we don't like each other" he said nervously. "Wha!? why" I got a little sad that they don't like each other, Jayla is really my only friend at this school right now.

"Because we...have history" He said I've had it

"STOP SAYING YOU HAVE HISTORY AND JUST TELL ME WHAT KIND OF HISTORY" I yelled.

"I can't..." he mumbled. "Why!?"

"Because then you might not talk to me ever again" He bluntly said. "I'm sure it's not that bad, just tell me"

We arrived at home, and Hayes ignored me and walked into the house.

I'm starting to get really pissed off at Hayes, what did he do that was so bad I would never wanna talk to him again...

*Hayes's POV*

When I walked into the house I walked up to my room to take a shower.

After my shower I laid on my bed and just started browsing Instagram, and liking and commenting on some fans pictures.

I got bored so I decided to go get ice cream, before I could even walk out the door Nash started yelling at me, "HEY WHEN YOU GET BACK WERE TALKING ABOUT THIS HAYES!" I just ignored him and walked out the door, and down the street. When I got to the ice cream shop I saw Jayla sitting in the corner reading a book. She's always reading. I needed to talk to her about this, and tell her that she better not tell Nash about how I bully her.

*Jayla's POV*

I was in the local ice cream shop sitting in the corner reading a book I found from the library, I saw in my peripheral vision someone walking towards me, I looked up and saw the face Iv'e been dreading since I talked to Nash. Hayes.

"What do you want Hayes" I realized that I probably said that a little too harsh, but I honestly didn't care right now.

"Nash tried to talk to me today about what kind of history we have and I'm gonna tell you this once. If you say anything, and I mean anything, I will not hesitate to hurt you in many different ways." he suddenly slapped me hard and walked out the door. I held my cheek put my head in my hands.

How did no one see that? Really I should be used to it by now, he always hits me or something and no one acknowledges it.

He didn't scare me at all honestly, him threatening me isn't a foreign thing.

I decided to just head home to ice my cheek, and try to get some of the redness out before I have to go to school tomorrow, and people making fun of me and saying things like 'what happened to you, did your parents beat you' when in reality I haven't seen my parents in months.

When I got home I went straight to the bathroom, your probably thinking that I'm gonna get a blade and start cutting my wrist, but I promised myself that I would never do that.

Iv'e tried it before when he first started bullying me, but it didn't ease the pain for me it made it worse.

I washed my face and went downstairs to the kitchen, and grabbed and ice pack and put it on my face.

Ding Dong, huh that's weird I wasn't expecting anybody to be here, well I never do because...no friends. I opened the door to reveal Nash standing there, with something behind his back.