Bullying, Our Secret

Chapter 8 - "She is a pussy!"

"That guy was a cocky bastard" Lucas added on the way back home.

"He is Justin Bieber, a sneaky boy, he is not a bad guy just sometimes he likes to show off" Rick informed him almost making me laugh at the 'not-a-bad-guy' part.

If he only knew...

"He is a dickhead, he called Callie a freak" Danielle said crossing her arms up to her chest.

Rick turned gazing at me for second, like if he couldn't believe what Danielle said.

Obviously, Rick doesn't know anything about all the jokes, name calling and physical abuse caused to me by Justin, and knowing that Danielle was just trying to show the same point i never dared to say i mentally cursed her for bringing the subject out.

"Is that true Call?" He questioned shifting his gaze back to the road.

I waited a few seconds that lasted quite long before answering with a muted yes.

"Callie you have to defend yourself!" Rick raised his voice glaring at me.

"Sorry... I-I just wasnt expecting that to happen" I lied convincingly playing with the end of my hair.

"Sure, Callie the guy called you a freak and you just let him tell you that? Fuck Callie are you fucking retarded?" He raised his tone making me to tense my body as his insult reached my ears.

"Rick!" Danielle cut him off as she elbowed him on the ribs.

"Im serious, Callie don't be such a innocent bitch when someone is making fun of you, you look stupid when that happens" He added making Lucas to gave out a small giggle which tried to covered up with his hand.

"Rick don't be so mean to your sister!" Danielle replied defending me from the acusations of my brother.

I dropped my gaze feeling his the rest of my world fade all of the sudden.

Rick was one of my biggest inspirations and support through all the years after my father disappeared from my life. He always tried to make things easy and good for me, but he never argued or raised his voice to me, and he never insulted me.

I knew that things were going to change but i never expected my brother to do such a thing like that.

The car finally stopped at our porch. The way back was silent and tensed with glares between the couple and stupid smiles from Lucas.

I opened the door of the car running back to my house, I knew it was a bad idea to leave my safe place.

Opening the front door, I ran upstairs to my so missed room, locking it behind me.

Finally i was alone, well I always am

but at least with nobody's presence im able to let it all out.

Sliding my back down my closed door I felt the tears threatening at the back of my eyes. Holding my knees to my body I started to hear yells coming form the groundfloor.

I held my sobs trying to focus in the argument that was taking place.

"That was totally out of place Rick!" Danielle's voice echoed trough my ears.

"It's not my fucking fault if she can't defend herself, she is 18 years old, she ain't ten anymore!" My brother yelled back his words aggravating the pain caused.

"She is your sister!" Danielle raised her voice, what i thought it was impossible.

"So? That doesn't change the fact that she is a pussy, seriously fuck her already I don't wanna hear more shit about what she can't take!" My brother replied footstep getting lower as the argument finished.

No tears came out from my eyes. I felt empty. I was used to hear insults from others, but to hear those words being spoken by my own brother was just... heartbreaking.

I stood slowly, my body dizzy of all the events. I walked over my bed.

I let myself fall onto it, face down. I turned my head to gaze at the photos placed on my bedside table. Old photos of me and my brother smiling and playing. Funny where we are now.

A sudden beep coming from my phone brought me out from my thoughts. Picking it up i gave a tired sigh as i really didnt want to be annoyed anymore.

I stared at the bright screen with the message box at the middle of the locked screen.

"You got one message"

I doubted to check it but having in mind that it could be Aria asking for something important pushed me to unlock the phone.

The message app opened instantly revealing all my messages and a new one from an unknown number.

Not like i had many messages but curiosity invaded me persuading me to open the message.

I taped over it and the message flashed over my eyes.

"Get ready for tomorrow, bitch."

I frowned in confusion. My eyes travelled up to the number photo and horror took over my body.

A selfie of Justin was unmistakable visible.

I left my phone on my bed placing my hands on my tired face.

"Please, no..." I mumbled before tiredness took over my body making me fall into a deep sleep.

If I could just never wake up everybody would be happier