bully // l.h

prologue

I walked down the silent corridor hoping that I wouldn't run into him, with my books pressed tightly to my chest I moved slowly towards my locker and silently opened it placing my books inside, I took out my bag and was about to shut it but instead it got slammed down before I got the chance to.

It was him, Michael Clifford, the guy that has been bullying me since elementary school, the guy that wouldn't even let me walk an inch out the class without a stupid remark and it hurt, it hurt like hell, no he didn't beat me but he was always close to it, as usual he called me names, called me crap, called me useless and worthless but I was used to it, I tried walking away but he pulled my shoulder and then grabbed me by the collar.

"You're just a useless piece of crap Hemmings" he spat at me.

I saw that he started raising his fist but stopped when he heard a voice shout behind us.

"HEY WHAT DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING CLIFFORD!"

He lowered me and I turned around to find her.

Jacqueline (Jack) Anderson

"What do you want Anderson" He said pushing past me to face her.

"I want you to leave Hemmings alone" she replied, taking a step forward.

"Or what Ander-" he started talking but was cut off by Jack punching him square in the jaw as he fell to the ground my eyes widened as I processed what I just witnessed.

"We're going Hemmings" she rushed, grabbing my wrist and walking out the building me being dragged behind her.

We ran out the gates of the school and down the city streets not long before she turned into an alleyway and let go of my wrist.

"why are you always so protective over me?" I asked

"because bullying is wrong" she replied looking down clearly embarrassed.

"and I'm a guy I think I can handle it myself" I retorted.

"it didn't look like it when he was beating your punk ass Hemmings" she said through her teeth running out the alley and off into the city.