Cuts and Bruises~A Bullied by Magcon Story

four~

nash's pov

this was it, brent, he had crossed the line with this one. my jaw clenched as I swiped furiously answI have ering the call. "hello," I said through gritted teeth.

"hey man, you'll never believed what happened to me today, I-" brent rambled on before I cut him off.

"you met alyssa," I spat, slowly, like venom oozing out.

"yeah, how'd you know?" he asked lightly, and I could hear his smile through the phone, and it was disgusting.

"saw the picture," I said, rolling my eyes along with it, the guys all looking at me with a raised eyebrow, so I continued on. "listen, man, I really don't want you talking to her, she's," cameron tapped his foot anxiously, meaning he was trying to help me make an excuse. "she's uh-"

"she's my girlfriend," I started, and everyone looked over, even more confused than brent seemed to be. I loved the way that word, rolled off my tongue, girlfriend, alyssa's my girlfriend. "I really don't want her talking to other guys without me there, you know, jealous boyfriend type," I said, with a small chuckle. 

"she never told me anything about that, and you never mentioned a girlfriend, hell you didn't walk with her today," he said, voice laced with confusion.

"I'll show you, give me thirty minutes, come over to my place, we'll all hang out," I said, motioning the guys to get the car, and get ready.

I bid my farewells to brent, and we made our way over to our little friend alyssa's house. god she'd hate me for this.

alyssa's pov

I got home, pretty happy from my walk home with brent, and man, he was probably the nicest guy I have ever met, so I decided to put on myplaylist, the one for when I'm happy. I pressed shuffle and the first song that came on was 'Backseat Serenade' by All Time Low, and I jammed out, jumping and dancing in my room, that is until I heard a knock at my door. I trudged myself downstairs, slowly, since some buzzkill came and ruined my fun, and then opened the door.

"get in the car. whore," cameron yelled at me, but, what was that in his voice, was it, hesitation? I just chuckled along, "what for?" I asked, quite cheekily. 

"nash needs you, go." shawn said through gritted teeth, holding a rope. 

"fine, jeez" I quietly said, getting in the car, but what do you know, cameron and shawn cuff me to the damn side arm of the car. I knew there was something wrong with this situation. I sat in the car, head pressed against the window,  thinking oh, what the hell do these guys want me to do?

The car came to a stop, and it wasn't that all that far anyway. I got let out of the cuffs and was escorted into nash's house. as I entered the house, it looked the same as it had ears ago, when we were all friends. nash came into the room, looking at me in shock. "what do you want small balls?" I asked, earning a chuckle from the guys around the room. 

"you, come on babe," he said, a slight smirk smugly placed on his face. 

"what?" my face turned in disgust. "why?" 

he shrugged a bit. "show you off to a friend, doesn't believe me, c'mon babe, do it just this once."  he practically beg, and I gave in. "fine, but you must promise, no beatings for a week?" I stood tall, firmly, ready to get an answer. everyone nodded pretty simply, as soon as I said it. 

soon enough, there was a knock at the door and cameron got it, nash draping his arm around my shoulders.

"hey brent." I smiled, a slight wave, yet he looked at me coldly.

"why didn't you tell me you were dating nash?" he eased up, smiling a bit. 

"just kept it on the down low, and you never brought it up," I smiled, nash moving his grip to around my waist.

"you're one lucky guy," brent chuckled, causing me to blush a bit. 

"yeah," nash smiled, and for once, I thought it could actually be genuine. I looked down at the ground, smiling a bit. we all sat around the rest of the day, laughing and talking, like old times, and honestly, I missed it quite a bit. it's been forever since we were all like this, and we were younger, so carefree, we looked out for each other. something was off, on the way few of them were acting, but I really missed how we all used to hang out. today gave me a vibe of our old days, and damn, did it feel weird.

a little while later, we all watched a movie on the couch, and I was snuggled up with nash, and I was okay with that. for once in my life, I actually felt like, you know, like they loved me, like a little sister, like our bond had never been broken.

aaron's pov 

I can't believe we're still doing this to her. it actually hurts me,  hurts me more than ever. we were friends, and I miss having that. I miss her, and there must be a way for her to forgive me, and i know it. watching her all snuggled into nash, reminded me of our old bond, that I really did miss. if there's anything that I regret now, it's ever bullying her. I looked around at the other guys and they had been looking at her with the same look on their face. we'd have to do anything to get her back, and anything means anything. plots will be made,plans out to start us off, but I swear on it, we'll get her back. I miss my little lyssa. we'd all have to convince the others, but that seemed pretty easy as of now. we all wanted her back, and there was no denying it. i love you lyssie-pooh, if youre listening, or not.