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I guess I should start off by introducing myself. My name is Avery and I live with my mom. I have golden brown hair and golden brown eyes with tints of green. I used to be best friends and neighbors with Grayson Dolan but one day that all changed. He is now my bully and well known as the popular bad boy jock that all the girls drool over. Ethan, his twin, is still my best friend though. He is the opposite of Grayson although they are identical and he is also a jock. Unfortunately, I have pretty much every lesson with Grayson and only one with Ethan. My dad is in Prison because he was an abusive alcoholic. He would always come home late at night completely drunk and hit me and my mom. I have countless scars all over my arms, back, legs and one on my chin and neck. The one on my neck was the last one though. It was from when he held a knife to my neck and slightly cut it but all of my scars are fading now. Slowly, but surely but now I'm always covered in cuts and bruises from Grayson.
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My day started by my stupid alarm being thrown at the wall. I was completely done with school or rather being bullied. I sighed and dragged my tired self out of my warm and cosy bed and hopped in the shower. I got dried and dressed into some ripped skinny jeans and a cute gold quoted khaki jumper and Adidas superstars. I finished getting ready and decided to go Starbucks for some coffee like I usually do. I got in my Audi, got a drink from Starbucks and went to school and found my friend Jess.
We talked until the bell rang, echoing through the overcrowded hallways. I sighed and we parted ways and I went to my locker to get my book. I honestly didn't care if I was late or anything like that any more. Once I got there, I heard the familiar voice I dreaded everyday get louder and louder as he walked closer and closer with his long, confident strides.
"What the hell are you looking at?!" Grayson snapped as he looked at me. "Nothing" I muttered quietly. I was so fed up with putting up with this every day. "Speak up and look at me when you're talking to me!" he ordered, grabbing my chin and making me look up at him. "I said nothing!" I spat. His eyes immediately burned into my skull with anger and I instantly regretted giving him attitude. He slammed me on the floor, creating a crowd to form around us and then he crouched down to my level and whispered into my ear "You've just made the biggest mistake" as calm as anything which only caused my fear to increase x1000. I can't exactly explain much about it but it was like the eye of a hurricane. It's just as dangerous, knowing that once it's over, there's nothing you can do. You don't stand a chance. He grabbed my arms tightly, which I could feel the bruises form straight away, and rammed me into the lockers.
Ethan pulled Grayson off me and pulled me into a hug. "Back off, Bro!" he warned and Grayson just smirked at us and walked off with his friends. Everyone went back to whatever they were doing and walking to class. They were used to this by now and it hurts knowing that no one helps except from Jess and Ethan. Ethan comforted me for a while longer and walked me to my class, which was with Grayson. The worst thing was that he sat right behind me in this class.
I walked in, earning the attention of the whole class. "Take a seat Avery" Miss Haynes smiled. She was a really nice teacher. I took my seat and Grayson glared at me and then started snickering to himself. I guessed I couldn't make it any worse so I decided to be a bitch to him like I have wanted to for years. "Bipolar much" I glared back at him and he shook his head with a now serious face. "You're just asking for it now, little girl" he said and I fully snapped. I was sick and tired of being treated like shit. "I never asked for any of this, Grayson! I am so done with you treating me like this. What the fuck have I ever done to you to deserve this? Nothing. I have done nothing but be there for you so what changed. Why are you acting like this Grayson? Please just talk to me" I begged. I that something would have happened to make him shut every one he was close with out and hang around with the wrong people because there is no way he would just decide to be like this with out a reason. He stared at me along with everyone else in the room. At first I would see hurt and regret in his eyes but when he noticed that I saw, he started laughing. He was laughing his ass of like a crazy person (image above) and his friends joined in too.
I stormed out of the room in tears and ran out of school and drove home. My mom wasn't home like she was this morning because she was always on business trips. One of the worst things was that I lived next to the twins. I dived onto my bed and cried for hours. "Why does everything happen to me!? Can you not just give me a break!?" I shouted at nothing. I was heartbroken. I don't have a dad anymore because he was abusive and I'm still getting hurt by my bully everyday.
I cried myself to sleep and woke up hours later and when I opened my eyes, I froze in fear. Grayson was sat in my computer chair next to my bed, smirking evilly at me. "P-please n-no!" I stuttered. He furrowed his eyebrows and the look in his eyes shown pain just like before. He once again shut it away and replaced it with anger. "No what?" he asked, fiddling with one of my pencils from my desk across the room. "D-don't hurt me. Please, Grayson. I know this isn't you. I know the real you is still here; I've seen it. Please just talk to me" I begged, crying because I miss my best friend. "Stop" he whispered but I continued pleading. "Shut up!" he yelled, jumping up, making me freeze again almost instantly. He had tears threatening to escape his eyes. He looked almost as broken as I did.
He sat back down with his head in his hands, balling his eyes out. I cautiously shuffled to the edge of my bed and grabbed his hand, making him flinch and cry even more. "Gray talk to me" I said, softly and he shook his head. "Please" I asked again. "I-I can't" his voice broke. "Grays-" I was cut off by his getting up and wiping his eyes, walking out of my room. I helplessly watched him as he reached for the door handle but stopped and walked back to me with nothing but rage in his beautiful eyes. "Not a word to anyone. Understood?" he growled, low, harshly grabbing my throat with his strong hands. I nodded my head slowly, in fear and with that he walked out, leaving me confused and even more broken. I hated seeing him like that.
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