Bullied By The Pack 'ThePack ff' {On Hold}

eight

I hate Wattpad sometimes, I wrote this chapter and it's was around 1000 words and BAM gone.

.:Alex's P.O.V:.

Sometimes, the boys give me a break and go hang out with others and forget me. Those are the days when I try to help with the bills and get my father back in track. The second part was still in a very long process.

I wander the halls of the school, planning my day at the place I work at. The bakery 3 blocks down from the school. It was a fair pay since my boss was an old lady who under stood me and my problems. She was the one who took care if Kadar when I was helping my dad.

The day was slow and time seemed I be forever but I managed. Greatfully I left the school without any harm. I sighed out and walked towards the bakery and began to put my hair up in a messy bun.

I reached the bakery and the door made a bell noice notifying there was someone new coming in, that case it was me.

"Oh Alexia dear!" Caroline, or Ms Tara to everybody else. I nod and give her one if my best smiles.

Her wrinkles scrunched up when she smiled back to me.

"I need your chocolate chip cookies please!" She said when sweeping the floors. I nod timidly and make my way the the kitchen. I took of my jumper then placed it on the rack, and replacing it with a apron, putting it over my black v-neck

The oven was already cooking some cinnamon rolls and it smelt Delishous. The way it made my mouth water was fantastic, sadly it wouldn't be in my Stomache today.

I finished up the cookies and many costumers came by already. The bell rang and many voice were heard and my cookies were done. I took them out and placed them on the cooling rack, mmmmm~ my favourite.

The male voices were asking about the smell and Carol peeked her head in. "Are the cookies ready dear?" She said hopingly. I give her a smile and I nod. Her delicate hand mentions me to bring it over.

I fix my face and grab the cookies and finally I walk out.

My breath hitches in fear. They.. They're here. I cry in my mind but my face showed my "happiness"

"Yum! Cookies!" Lachlan exclaimed and rubbed his hands together.

"A cookie for all if us please." Vikk said and glanced at me. I could tell he knew it was me.

I nodded and packaged the cookies with care and handed them their treats.

"Here..." Rob scribbled something on a napkin and handed it to me. It was folded neatly and I looked up at him, slightly confused. "Call me some time." Preston squealed then stole it from my hands and wrote his number too.

"And call me! Ya cutie." He handed it back only to get taken by Lachlan.

"Oi you better text me." He handed it back.

Mitch laughed. "They are so stupid... I'm sorry for my friends."

I roll my eyes pretending to be happy but in reality I was terrified on my life. I just swag my han saying oh it's nothing.

They then walk away, Vikk being the last one, he looked at me and whispered "Later Alex..." Then followed his friends.

I held the napkin in my hand then glanced at Carol. "Your a magnet dear." She said and wiped a tabel.

I then go back in the kitchen and let my hair down and put my jumper back one.

Ms Tara waved good bye and continued her way As I left, still grasping onto the napkin with three numbers, of three guys, if three bullies.

I sighed and began my way home.

The way home was cold and took some time but I reached my destination. My dad was sitting at the tabel when I entered. His hands were in his face.

I put down my bag and walked pass him. The area stunk of alcohol but this was normal for me. He looked up at me and smiled and started laughing. Was he laughing at me?

"Oh my daughter..." He said and walked up to me. "I love you... you remember that." He said an hugged me. I smiled and hugged him back. Another reason to live for.

"Now can you make me something to eat? I'm taking a bath..." He then released me and stubbled his way to the bathroom.

I decided on making pasta because It was easy and reliable. The water began to run as my water began boiling. I smiled knowing my dad was slowly getting better by each day.

.:Time skip:.

I sat on my bed holding my phone in my hand. Rob... I was scared but I felt the need to do it. The number was punched in and I was ready to text him, but yet u was terrified.

I had the chance to talk to my bully, where he did not know it was me.

Sighing, I wrote and sended 'Hey, it's the girl from the café.' I held and breath as the three dots of death began to hop one by one.

'Oh hey!, Sorry if I was being kind of a flirt' They words made me stiffle a laugh.

'You were flirting? You ain't picking up any girls at that rate :p' I replied back, I bit my lip wondering Why am I comfortable?