Dear Bully, (Brandon Rowland fanfiction)

Note #59

(Brandon's POV)

Hunter stared at me with a disgusted and full of hatred look. "You did this to her..." , he muttered.

I looked down in shame and guilt. I should be the one on that hospital bed right now, not Jamie. The words that came out of Hunter put me in shock and hurt.

"I wouldn't care if you were dead, as long as Jamie is out of the hospital and alive I'll be doing great." , he spit. He then added, "And how did I get stuck with a brother like you? You disgust me."

(Ashton's POV)

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear, Eric!! Happy birthday to you!!! Cha cha cha!!" , his family, friends, and I sang. It was his birthday and I was invited.

There was a guy dressed up in a clown suit, trying to take a picture with Eric. His mom thought it would be a good idea to have a clown at the party and telling kids stupid jokes that don't even make sense.

"Ugh! Mom, for the last time, I don't want a picture with this weird clown. I'm 12 years old now, I'm more old enough for this type of crap!"

"Eric! Language! And of course you are." , his mom rolled her eyes.

"The only reason you invited him was to get in his pants because you're sexually attracted to this man-whore. It's not to entertain us and the the guests, you stupid slut. I hate you!!" , he flat out yelled in front of some of the guests.

When he said that, his mother was speechless and couldn't find any words to defend herself. He was right. She has been flirting lately with the strange man.

I knew Eric for a long time. His dad passed away in a boat incident. Eric told me. He told me that him and his family went on a family trip during the summer to go canoeing, it was a family tradition that they usually did.

There ended up being a storm, causing there to be large waves. His dad drowned. Right in front of him. And it's sad because Eric couldn't really do anything about it.

I honestly wouldn't blame Eric for lashing out on his mom, though. I probably would've done that too if I was a same situation as him. Well, I'm sort of am.

My dad is gone and out of my life but I know for sure that he isn't dead. In fact, I've heard that he had 2 kids with another women and now he's having the best time of his life in Seattle, Washington.

It really hurts to know that once I was born and put onto that hospital bed in the room where a bunch of new born babies are sleeping, he just took one good look at me and decided, "Well my job here is done," before he proceeds to walk away like nothing, never looking back, like it was the most easiest thing to do. He just left the hospital doors, completely dismissing the fact that I was born, like it wasn't special to him, like it wasn't worth his time to be a father to another kid of the same wife.

"Hey, man! Sorry that I missed singing happy birthday to you." , I heard a familiar voice. I snapped my head to the direction it was coming from. It was Christopher, my main bully.

I became terrified. "It's okay. Anyways, meet my friend, Ashton. Ashton, this is my cousin, Christopher."

Christopher looked over at me. He had a smirk plastered on the stupid ugly face of his. I couldn't see why girls in our grade had a crush on him. It wasn't just his face that was ugly, it was his personality too.

(Brandon's POV)

I felt like I was getting even more crushed, if that was possible. I felt dizzy all of a sudden and I lost focus of my surroundings.

"Hunter? Brandon? What took you guys so long?" , I heard a voice. I realized it was my mom's voice. My vision went back to normal and I wasn't dizzy anymore.

Hunter was still looking at me with an evil look in his eyes while mom looked at both of us confused.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on here?" , mom said. Hunter looked at her, "Nothing, mom. Everything is fine here."

"You don't seem fine, honey. What's really the matter?" "Just shut the fuck up already!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" , Hunter screamed at the top of his lungs. He was so angry to the point where he was balling his eyes out.
"Hunter I-" , mom said, trying to hug him but he kept pushing her away. "Don't fucking touch me." , he cried out.

He then ran out of the school.

(Ashton's POV)

"Eric, I'll be back. I have to use the restroom." , I said. "Okay, make sure to hurry though. Because I'm about to start opening my birthday presents."

"Okay." , I smiled at him. I walked away and headed to the bathroom. When I finished using it, I washed my hands and started to leave. As soon as I opened the bathroom door and walked out, I felt a sudden shove. I was being pushed back into the bathroom.

I looked up to see Christopher smirking. He got in the bathroom with me and locked the door. Anxiety came over me as I saw him in front of me. I wondered what he was now going to do next with his toy, aka me. 

I knew from the look of his face that he was going to beat me up so bad even if I did nothing to him.

I was now cornered against the wall and I was crying for help while Christopher smiled evily upon me. I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing I could bury myself six feet under the ground right at this moment. (I immediately started thinking of my talented queen, THE Billie Eilish😍🎵💕😅)

I heard something unzip and something being taken off...

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