Jamie's POV
"So where is it, dork?" Lance asked me while shoving me against a locker. I winced as my back and head collided with the hard metal and looked at him confused "W-where's what?" I asked and he rolled his eyes "That huge essay we had to do for history that I told you to write for me. The one that was given two weeks ago." He said and then I felt my heart sink. I totally forgot about him telling me to do that for him... "I-I... uh..." I couldn't think of anything to say... "Did you fucking do it? You better say yes or else you're dead meat..." He growled. I gulped and bit my bottom lip nervously and looked down. "I-I forgot..." I mumbled. He then grabbed me and turned me around then shoved me against the locker again. "You goddamn idiot! That shit is gonna drop my grade a whole letter" he said angrily before shoving his hands into the back of my pants and grabbing the waistband of my light pink briefs with little bunnies on it and immediately pulled up. I yelped in pain and blushed as he and the small crowd that has started to form around us laughed at the embarrassing underwear Dalton had gave me... "Wow what are you fucking 6 years old or something? These are so dorky!" He teased while yanking up again. I winced and stood on my toes trying to lessen the pain but it didn't really help... He continues to pull until the legholes start to show but he doesn't let go just holds it there. "I'll make sure you never fucking forget to do what I tell you again." He said before giving one last hard pull then letting go. I whimpered as he grabbed me and turned me back around to where I was facing him. He then punched me in the gut hard. I gasped in pain and doubled over while holding where he hit me. He then shoved me onto the floor and kicked my side "You're such a fucking bitch." He said while he sat on my chest so I couldn't get up "Pl-please n-no more..." I begged weakly and he just slapped my face hard "This is what happens when you don't do what I say." He said before punching me square in the face. I cried out from the pain and covered my face with my shaky hands "Don't cover your fucking face" he said while he forced my hands away. "Do that again and I'll go even harder on you." He threatened before punching me once more. I felt tears prick my eyes as my nose started bleeding. "Aw you about to cry? What a fucking baby." He said while punching me again. He kept on punching me a few more times. Once, he stopped I felt like I was about to pass out and I could taste blood... "Did you learn your lesson, geek?" He asked before slapping my bloodied and tear covered face. I weakly nodded and he grinned "Good boy." He said and then got off of me. I felt relief for a few seconds thinking this torture was pretty much over... "Stand up." He said to me. I gulped nervously and slowly stood up... he then grabbed my arm and made me walk with him to a janitors closet that hardly anyone ever goes into... we walked into it and he turned me around "Just to make sure you got it into your head not to fuck up like this anymore I'll let you think for the rest of the day in here." He said with an evil grin as he grabbed onto my briefs that were already a little stretched out from earlier and yanked up hard. I yelped in pain and squirmed a little. He continued to pull and eventually got the waistband up to the back of my neck. He then started to drag me over to the back part of the room where there were a couple of hooks... I could already tell what was going to happen... "Pl-please don't..." I begged weakly but he just ignored me. He looked around for a second and then grabbed a little stepping ladder and placed it under the hooks. "Get on it." He said and I bit my lip nervously and hesitantly stepped onto the ladder. He then pulled the waistband of my briefs over onto the hook. Once he did that he grinned and pulled the ladder from underneath me. My eyes widened as I felt a huge amount of pain hit me from my underwear catching me from falling to the ground... I was just barely unable to touch the ground but that didn't mean I wasn't in pain.... He just laughed at my pain. "Well that made me feel better. I'll see you tomorrow, dork." He said before leaving me alone in there hanging... I hated this... I hate being such a pushover and being so weak... I hate being bullied constantly... I just wish I was someone else entirely... Everything hurts and I'm stuck hanging on this hook for who know hows long unless I text one of my brothers to come help me but they are probably just going to give me crap for it... I feel so alone...
A/N: Lol I tots just interrupted the Carter and Hunter thing cuz I just wanted to write about Jamie getting his ass kicked for a second because that little nerd makes me want to punch things òuó
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Oh Brother 2
General FictionA story following some brothers and the struggles and conflicts in their life.