LY prompt - Bully

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I hummed along with the music blasting through my headphones, not really paying attention to where I was going. I had just returned from my last exam this semester and it went pretty great. I had a date later with my boyfriend of a year, the sun was shining, but the cool autumn breeze made that it wasn't too hot. It was a great day. I had left high school behind me and everything in life was going as I wanted to. It was perfect. I was happy.

I glanced down at my phone, texting my mom about lunch. As I wasn't paying attention, I walked into someone, dropping my phone. I pull off my headphones, letting them dangle from my neck. I picked up my phone before looking up at whoever I walked into, an apologetic smile on my face.

'I am so...' Before I could finish my sentence, my eyes met those of the person I walked into. It was a tall blonde, with honey golden eyes, he was about a half-foot taller than me. As he studied my face, a sly smirk crawled onto his face. My face turned blank as my mind flashed back to high school. To all the things he had done to me. All the times he had hit me. All the times he had called me names. All the times he had...

'Pigtails! Is that you? I see you're still clumsy as ever.' He stated. 'What? Aren't you going to apologize The way he spoke to me, called me pigtails like we were still in ninth grade, the way he looked down on me, it lit a fire in my soul. All the memories came rushing back. My blood boiled.

'Who do you think you are, Jones?' His eyes widened in surprise as he realized I wasn't the fragile girl who let herself get pushed over in ninth grade. 'I am done letting you walk over me. I should have done this a long time ago, but I didn't. I was too scared, but not anymore. You were a jerk. You are a jerk, a nobody. You pushed me around, you abused me and I let you! I can't believe you think you can still talk to me like that! I have hated you for so long and I am done. I am done. I have left high school behind me. I have left you,' I pointed my finger at his face. 'Behind. I hate you. You made my life miserable and I have been holding on to this grudge for so long.' As I talked to him, yelled at him, letting out all the frustration and hate I had been holding onto for so long, I realized I was lying. I hadn't moved on. I hadn't left him behind. I took a deep breath, looking at him. 'I've hated you, for seven years. You've had power over me for seven years... But not anymore. I forgive you.'

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Song: This is why we can't have nice things - Taylor Swift

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Lots of Love,

Em,

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