The Bully (Trillie Fanfic)

Chapter Two: Troublemaker Strikes

I didn't think of it too much at the moment I sat in the classroom, about the texts. But I still couldn't get the "weird" feeling away, it somehow got stuck with me.
So it meant that whoever that sent the texts, that most probably would be him. It is near me.
And I hope he actually doesn't have a baseball bat with him, I actually just wish for god right now that he doesn't.
"Hey, Wright. Are you listening?"
I startled, accidentally falling off my seat. Looking up at the teacher that stood in front of me, shaking his head.
"S-sorry, I just.." I tried to apologize, but he just gave me a little smile. Before he got back to his work.
I awkwardly got back up to my seat, scratching my head. Not looking around me, because I didn't want any more attention than I probably got from falling. Taking my book up from the floor, that also fell down.
When I got my book up, I noticed a paper sticking out of it. Like a note.
I carefully dragged it out, so no one would notice it. Watching the small paper slowly gets words on it. Big words.

FUCKING FAGGOT

When I read the little note, I got a weird feeling inside me. Not good or bad, but it was just weird.
Who could even do this so quickly and so quietly?
I had my book with me all the time, so no one could have done this. Or maybe they could?
I shook the thoughts out of my head, after feeling my teacher's eyes on me. Making me take the paper secretly away.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing
"Okay, remember it's science after the break."
The bell had just rung, and we all stood up from our seats. Taking books in bags or walking outside for the lockers.
Me on the other hand, waited for everyone to get out. So I knew I was alone. So maybe the feeling would go away.
"You alright? You didn't seem so happy."
I looked up at my teacher, sitting on his desk with his arms crossed. Looking at me.
I didn't say a word at first, but when I tried to speak. It felt like someone was, controlling me from outside.
"Just say it to me when you're ready, I can wait." My teacher said after, that made me nod. Walking out with my bag, cause I didn't have the same class as the others the two last hours.
..............

"Hey! You saw my note right?!"
I heard a voice call after me, I just knew it. Just by the way, he said it.
"And my texts, I just know you have seen them. And I will fucking kill you."
I tried to ignore him by walking down the corridor, but he came closer.
So close that I could hear his shoes make sounds as he had walked in a pond.
"Stop the bullshit, I know you hear me."
It wasn't a good idea to actually walk inside now when everyone is outside and you're stuck inside with the troublemaker.
And he's much closer than he was now, that totally freaked me out. Cause I now know who stared at me.
"Haven't you missed me?"
When he said that. He took a grip on me, smashing me up against a wall.
"Cause I missed it."
He had a grip on my collar, holding me so hard. Feeling my feet from the ground.
"L-lea-leave me." I stuttered, making him grin. So his emerald green eyes lit up, looking me deep in the eyes as he held me up with one hand.
"No way." He said, nearly as a whisper. Before he took his other hand behind his back, taking a baseball bat up. That made me gulp.
"Pl-please," I said low, trying to get him away from me. But he grinned, pushing me more up.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I have to mark my stuff. So no one will take the things that are mine." He said with a whisper like someone was watching us. Before he took me up over his shoulder, walking inside the nearest group room.
"Stop, no," I said, moving my legs up and down. Hearing him lock the door.
"I thought you would be a good boy now, and let me do it. But now that you actually try to fight off............. I will actually beat you." He said, dropping me right down on the floor. That made me groan, feeling my body heat up from the fall.
"You groan good, for being a boy. But I have to beat you down."

The bell rang again after 10 minutes, finally making him stop.
"I have to clean it again, thanks." He said, sounding like a douche.
I laid on the floor whimpering while blood ran down my body, but not much.
Feeling cuts, bruises, and maybe more blue marks covering my body.
When he got finished with wiping away blood from his baseball bat with his jacket, he knelt down near my head. Smiling a devilish smile, taking my upper body up from the floor, taking me against a wall.
"Have a good day, baby boy." He said low.
Before he stroke, his thumb over my left eye, to get some blood away. And after walked out, closing the door.
...............

After getting myself together and cleaned up, I ran as fast as I could to where I was going to be. Feeling that I haven't gotten it all away, but it was too late.
I got to the classroom, taking a deep breath before I opened the door.
"Hello, Wright. You're a little late. What's your excuse for that?" Mrs. Wang or my English teacher asked me. Looking at me with a not so mad face.
"I forgot that the bell rang," I said as an excuse for the thing that actually happened.
"Well, Okay. Just don't forget it again."
I nodded before I walked to her. Sitting down.
When I sat down, I didn't realize my shirt was light enough for the blood that was left to be visible. But for my luck, she didn't think so much about it.
"So, have you done anything today?" She asked me, since she normally just asks me questions about the day, then teaching.
"Not really, I've been mostly alone," I said, looking at her with a kinda sad expression. Since Mrs. Wang is one of the teachers I'm closest to.
"Awe, that's sad. But what about the other kid, I think his names, Billie Joe. He's also alone too, what about him?" She asked me, that made the weird feeling come again.
I don't know why, but every time I think or hear his name. The feeling comes.
"Yeah......." I said low, but I think she didn't hear the way I said it. "I dunno."
"It's your choice, sweetie. I'm not going to say what you should, I understand it can be hard to get someone that you can be with." She pauses a little, giving me a little smile.
"It takes time."
I nodded at her sentence, felling a bruise behind my back began to hurt. But it just itched a little.
"Yeah, Thanks Mrs. Wang," I said that made her smile.
............

On my way home from school was pretty quiet. But I still felt the weird feeling crumble inside me, every time I thought of him. But I didn't know how to think of it.
Was it normal? Or isn't it?
Maybe I'm just overthinking a little.
When I got to my house, I made sure I hid every part of the skin on my body as possible, before I opened the door. Sneaking inside.
"Hi Hunny, how's school?"
I closed the door behind me, hearing my mother in the living room.
"Good." I simply said, wishing that she wouldn't walk down to me right now. Or maybe weeks. Just for my body to heal up to normal.
"It didn't happen anything, right?" She asked me. Switching programs on the TV, not looking up. Yet.
"I'm fine," I said, trying to sound serious about that I'm fine. But you can't trick a mom.
"Come here, so I can look at you."
I gulped a little, taking my shoes and bag off, putting them beside the other shoes. Before I walked slowly to her.
"Isn't it warm with the jacket on, Hunny? Take it off."
I shook my head at her sentence, making her look at me weird. Before she took a grip on my jacket, taking it off by herself.
"Sweetie, what happened?" She took a gently grip under my jaw, looking at my face. That made me sigh, knowing that she realized it.
"It wasn't him, right? He didn't do this?" She asked that made tears grow in my eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay." She took me into a hug, stroking her hand slowly on my back.
While I cried in both pain and confusion.