Bullied- a Jenzie story

You have to keep a guard up, it's the only way to protect yourself -39

This chapter you find out about Nadia's Past.

Nadia's POV

9 months ago

I wake up from some random boys room. I know I'm only in 9th grade but that never stops me from finding a boy to toy with. My arms are intertwined with his, we're cuddling. I'm under the sheets, I realize that I'm naked. Shit. I move as much out of his grip as I can but fail. He only pulls me closer in his grip. I look at his face, he isn't too bad looking. Then I realize it's my ex, Brandon. FUCK. I really don't remember last night at all. I'm pretty sure there was a party and his parents were out of town.

My parents are going to throw a fit if I'm not home soon. Ugh what's the time? I would check but this fucking boy is suffocating me to the point where I can't breathe or move out of his grip.

"Let go of me" I speak in a groggy morning voice. He's still sound asleep, ugh. I shake him, he doesn't budge. I push him off with all of my force, he untangles from me.

"What the fuck is your problem bitch?" He yells. "Oh it's you again" he puts a smug smirk on his face when he realizes I'm his ex. "Couldn't get enough of me, could you?" his stupid smirk doesn't leave his face.

I roll my eyes. "I'm leaving for a reason." I scoff, that immediately washes the grin off of his face.

"Nadia Turner couldn't get enough of me, could she?" He smirks again, I roll my eyes and attempt to find my clothes.

"Shut the fuck up Brandon, I could ruin your life in a matter of minutes." I find my pants and put them on as I also find my shirt.

"oh, I'm so scared of you" he says in a mocking matter. Bitch, I could ruin your life.

"Oh honey" I say being a fake type of sweet, "I know a lot of things about you" I remind him, I do know how screwed up his family is, I could ruin his life. I wouldn't feel bad one bit.

"Oh that's too bad" he frowns, I smile triumphantly. I knew I would win. "Except-" he starts to talk, making me shift from my thoughts to reality.

"-I do know a secret or two of yours that nobody else knows" He smiles. I know he's just trying to get to me, I've never told anyone about my liking for girls. I've only written about it- wait No he couldn't have found my journal.

Instead of letting him win, I pretend like I don't know what he's talking about. "Oh please Brandon, I don't have any secrets" I sigh.

"Hmm" he ponders on what to say next "But I think you do" he 'boops' his finger on my nose. I swat his hand away as I cringe. "Don't touch me, Bitch" I grumble.

"Oh Nadia" he chuckles "You're just a little homo, depressed girl"

I gasp, he did take my journal.

"So, you're just a worthless piece of trash who's family will never accept her." he whispers in my ears, I feel tingles go down my spin, not the good kind.

"I-I'm not Lesbian" I spit out.

"Oh baby" he mocks "You really are" he laughs. "the only way I won't expose you is if you find a boy to date for over a year, it's a bet"

I narrow my eyes. He really isn't kidding.

"Fine" I shake his hand.

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2 weeks after that

I hop out of bed and go downstairs, preparing to eat breakfast. As I walk down the stairs, I hear my parents talking. I decide to stop and listen what they're saying before making it all the way down the stairs.