Bullied by Niam [au]

Bullied by Niam

I was woken up to a hand harshly shaking my shoulders. I lifted my head up slightly, as I felt all the blood rush from my head down my body, as I sat up somewhat straight.

I slide my palms down the rough surface stretching every inch in my body exhaling.

I squinted my eyes peering up as a tall figure came into view. I watched as his foot tapped roughly on the hard cover floor. his nostrils flared in and out as quick hot breaths fell from his mouth. He tightened his arms over his chest showing his fustration.

"Miss cross, this is the last time," he spoke in a sharp tone that frightened me a bit.

"Huh? What happened?" i asked still confused about what was going on. echos of laughter were heard through the small room. I turned my head realizing everyone was laughing at me.

I zoned out while Mr. Webber was talking once again. What's wrong with me today?

"Well," i heard his low but raspy voice pull me from my daze.

I could tell he was losing patience waiting for me to respond. I tried to rethink about what he just said.

But before I could comprehend what he said, Mr. Webber quickly slammed his fist Down.

The loud and rough sound of his fist making contact with the hard surface of my desk made me jump. Gasps and "oohs" sounded out through the entire room. Immature bastard.

The laughter grew louder as my heart started beating a mile a minute. I felt the anxiety coming, my chest rising and falling, the sweat falling little by little at what might happen next.

"Get up," he said through gritted teeth, turning on his heel and walking towards his desk.

it took me a minute to collect my thoughts. If I knew Mr. Webber, any minute he will be telling at me to hurry over to him. Before he could say a word I quickly stood up shoving everything that can fit into my bag.

I quickened my pace but was taking a back when I tripped. Laughter was heard throughout the whole room.

I realized I was tripped on purpose. I peered up at the source. I felt the red rise to my cheeks in embarrassment, i felt the way my fist clenched and my jaw locked as Louis held his hand out to help me.

"Need a hand?" he teased, snickering.

Before I could respond, Mr. webber cut in.

"No, that is enough", the class went silent as I heard faint whispers and giggles and people pointed at me.

"Hurry up now," Mr. Webber pushed me.

I grabbed a hold of the desk behind me but, my hand was quickly jerked off by the same person I was longing to leave me the hell alone.

I fell to the floor once more as laughter spread through the room again.

I let out a groan and pushed myself off the ground and to my feet, slightly wobbling.

I dragged my feet the rest of the way to Mr. Dick head's desk.

He extended his arm and i grabbed the yellow slip dangling in the air.

I stomped towards the door, turning my head taking one last look at the one and only Niall fucking Horan. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he snickers to the person next to him making full contact with me.

Asshole.

I tore my eyes from his direction, using all force as i forcefully pushed the door open with all the energy in my body.

I walked out the class, dragging my feet all the way to the office. I took one glance at the paper and mentally cursed at myself. I know I'll pay for this when I get home.

I quickly backed away from the door sprinting down the hall and into the restrooms. I swung the door open and ran into a stall.

I sat there balling my eyes out until there were no more tears left in me.

I mean, what did I have to lose?  I'm going to be in isolation for three days, plus dad's not going to let me get away with this. I hate this school. This is my first month here and I've already been punched, kicked, cursed out physically. I thought I could handle it but being beat at school and home is too much for me.

I just feel like committing suicide.

My eyes started to gloss as my vision blurred. I quickly sucked in my feelings, wiped away the pain and sniffed up the evidence.

I stood up, smoothed out my clothes and walked out the stall. I stumbled over to the sink, taking my apperance in.

"Who am I?" i ask myself as I reached over and turned the knob of the sink. The hot water hit my skin, I cringed and pulled away quickly.

"Shit!" i cursed holding my hand to my chest.

I turned the temperature to warm and let the water fall against my skin as it washed the dirt from my hands. I turned the knob to the left, cutting off the source of water. I pulled two paper towels from the black box hanging from the wall.

Suddenly the door creaked open.

I heard faint talking in the distance as a group of girls came into sight and stopped. I ignored their stares as they pointed, and laughed as if I wasn't there.

I pushed past them and grabbed the door handle. I stopped when I heard my name.

"Hey, emily," I heard her say as they all snickered.

I sighed and turned to face the bitches.

"What?" I ask them, still holding the handle to the door.

"They're looking for you," she said pointing towards the door.

I cursed under my breath because I haven't thought about the consequences of not going to the office as i was told.

I turned around and as the door opened one of the girls laughed before saying.

"Don't trip, skank," followed by other laughter from the others. I decided to ignore their rude remark of being a smart ass and walk towards the cafeteria.

********Authors note*********

hey guys I really don't know if this is good or not but, could you please please comment I need as much criticizing as i can get, so I can improve. If I get lots of views I Will post a picture and tell you who I am.

comment

vote

share

Thank you, love ya :-)