-Your POV-
You heard your door being opened but how could anyone get into your house, your parents had died when you were younger. So the only person who could get into your house was....oh no, Alfred!!! You looked up and got up from your spot on the floor and grabbed something while you got up and threw it at him but he only dodged it.
you were too tired to do anything else.
-Alfred's POV-
"(y-y/n), I'm really really sorry!" I said walking towards her slowly. I knew that wouldn't make anything that I have done to her the past couple of years better, and I've also knew about her little crush on me too. But now I've grown a little crush about her, now she doesn't even like me back anymore.
-(Y/n) POV-
"What the hell do you want Alfred!" you snarled at him. That was all you do, speak, you couldn't do anything else because of all the cuts you put on your arm the past days and you haven't eaten for two days but you did take a shower today. For some reason when you saw Alfred your mind was telling you to forgive him but you didn't want to, or did you?
He walked over to you and pit his hands on your shoulder and leaned in. But the next thing you knew, was that you slapped him.
-Alfred's POV (Fudge! I keep putting Lafred!)
SMACK! I felt pain on my left cheek. Damn...that girl can hit! "What the Alfred!" "What are you doing!?" she yelled putting her hand into a fist like she was going to punch me next. I held my hands out and I shook my head saying "No, no please don't punch me, please! I just wanted to tell you that I'm really sorry and I know that's not going to cover everything up, but I really am sorry I should have never listened to those people!" "Alfred! I don't care anymore I'm better off alone than to be with you!" she growled at me. "No! Just listen! (y-y-y/n)," I felt tears forming " I-I-I-I like you! No! I love you! There I said it!" "I've loved you for as long as I can remember! And I also knew about the little crush you had on me!"
I was now crying after I said that. She had that look in her eye from when we were younger, I would always get hurt and she would always have that look of worry and love and strength. When I would look into those gorgeous (e/c) I knew that the when I grew up, I would be brave and strong like she was. But that was long ago. She's so weak and....lets herself get bullied. Its all my fault that she feels like this. I looked down and saw cuts on her arms and legs. "(y/n)!" she looked at me with fear and worry in her eyes now. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her so out noses were touching.
"A-Alfred!?!" she said. "Please don't cut yourself please! Never again!" and then I let go.
I wish none of this bulling happened to her. We would still be best friends!
"Alfred..." I looked up to see her crying.
HAHA TO BR CONTINUED!!!!!
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