Bully (scomiche)

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"I was always hoping that someday you wouldn't be at school because you drank to much the night before or maybe you cut so deep in your arms that you didn't wake up the next day. All I wanted to do was make people feel like they were nothing in this world. My parents never cared about me, so that's why I never cared about anything.

You've been nothing but good to me and I just don't understand it. For years I've wanted to ruin your life, and you never understood why. I don't even understand why. Maybe it's because I was jealous of you."

"You were jealous of me? Why?"

"You had a perfect life through my eyes. Your parents were loving, you had friends, you had a big house, you ate at lunch, you were in soccer, you didn't have to beg your parents just to buy you a new shirt that costs $2. I always was jealous of your clothes and how you styled your hair. You probably wouldn't ever believe it, but it's true." He played with his hands.

"Mitch. I'm nice to you because I don't want you to be a bad person forever. I know that you have something in you. I can tell it takes a lot out of you just to say sorry, but I can change that, and I know you can too. You might've thought making big fun of me all the time would help your jealousy, but I don't think it did..I'm sorry you've always felt that way towards me. You made me feel so un-wanted and make me think I didn't deserve to live. There was one night where I took u bunch of pills and tried to drown myself in the bathtub. But my mom found me. That was the moment I really thought I was going to lose everything. I wouldn't have to worry about bullies, school, or just LIFE!" I shed a tear.

"I'm so s-sorry Scott. I thought that making people feel the same way I did would make everything better, but there is always going to be someone better than me, than you, than anyone!" I started to cry lightly.

"I'm so sorry I never realized how much of a horrible person I was turning into. I was literally turning into my parents."  He put his thumbs on my cheeks and wiped away my tears.

"It's okay." 

"C-can we cuddle?" I finally got the courage to ask him. He smiled before nodding. He picked up Bella and put her in the other side of his bed. I cuddled into his chest. I love his coconut-vanilla scent. It really makes me feel safe. I can't explain it. Usually I hated hugging people, or even someone giving me a handshake. With Scott it's different. It's like he really cares about me, and really likes to hold me in his arms.

"Scott."

"Yeah?"

"What time is it?" He grabbed his phone and checked.

"5:37."

"Okay, thank you."

"When do your parents get home?"

"Around 9:00pm. Unless they decide to go get drunk. That's where most of our food money goes too."

"I feel so bad. I wish that your parents were nicer to you. You're such an amazing-"

"Please don't go there. I actually hate when people say those kind of things. It makes me feel icky." He giggled.

"Okay Mitchy." He started to rub on my sides. I flinched every time he did.

"Is someone ticklish?" He smirked.

"No no no no! I'm just-" I started laughing as he tickled my sides.

"Please! Nooooo!" I started to cry laugh. He got on top of me and started tickling my stomach. I wa scared my laugh would wake up Bella. But knowing she can sleep through my parents fighting, she can probably sleep through this.

"Im gonna pee if you keep going!" I was laughing so hard.

He finally stopped. I felt so relieved.

I calmed down my laughs and our eyes became locked together. His oceans blue ones with my chocolate brown ones. He started to lean in. I turned my head to the side making it so he can't kiss me.

"Sorry..." he looked away.

I smirked before pulling him down and kissing him lightly. This kiss was so-so different from any other kissed I've shared with people. It was sweet and magical. His lips were like a cloud of love.

"Oooooo, broter is kissins a boyyyy." We pulled away immediately as I heard Bella.

My cheeks became redder than a tomato.

"Hi Bella. Pretend you didn't see that."

"Oh I defintently saw tat!" She giggled.

She gasped. "Mitchy have a boyfrient! He's datin' a boy!" I looked at Scott before laughing nervously.

"He's sittingt on him! Don't crush Mitchy!" She yelled getting up, we realized our position and got out of it.

"He want crushing me Bella. Don't worry."

"Why ter yous kissins a boy?"

I sighed. "Because, I don't like girls Bella. I don't date girls, okay? I like boys."

Scott's POV.

I smiled at his way of coming out to his 4 year old sister Bella.

"Soooo, you don like girs?"

"Yeah...So I will marry a boy someday."

"Who's gonna have da baby?!" Mitch and I laughed.

"Bella, boys don't have babies, only girls can." He laughed as he spoke.

"How come only girls have babies? Why can daddy's feel the pain mommy's do?" Mitch laughed.

"Just something that happens to be that way Bella. I don't know why."

"Well I fink it not fair."

He picked her up.

"I think someone's still sleepy."

"No I not!"

"Okay." He put her down on my bed and stood up,

"Why to you likes boys better?"

"I was just born that way Bella."

"Sooooo, I will like boys too?"

"I don't know. You'll figure that out when you're older. Right now you don't have to worry about it."

"Oktay."

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We all fell asleep cuddling. Bella in the middle of me and Mitch.