Chapter 6- Harley

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I can't hide this from Peter. 

It's becoming harder to pretend like my head doesn't pound consistently after being pounded into lockers. It's harder to pretend that there aren't bruises covering my body. It's hard to pretend that being with my friends, being with Peter, is any fun. 

It's a constant reminder that if not for Peter, there wouldn't be any bullies. 

But, I can't. I can't. 

I can't crush Peter's dreams like that, I won't. Peter deserves someone amazing, and though Wade might not be that person, he should figure it out by himself. 

"Hey, fag!" 

Shit fuck shit fuck. 

I turn around to see Wade coming towards me, a malicious sneer on his face. 

"Please, Wade, can you just leave me alone. Tell Peter to leave you alone, but please, stop taking it out on me." I beg. The people in the hallway keep moving, until, as far as I can tell, the place is deserted. 

The bell rings, and shit, I'm late for English. I back away slowly, keeping my hands up.

"Are you scared?" Wade taunts. 

"Yes. I'm scared. I'm scared that Peter's going to get his heart broken, because you are a massive dick. I'm scared that I'm going to be the reason because I didn't tell him who you really are. I'm scared he'll hate me for the rest of our lives, and I'm scared that I'll be the reason why. But there's no way in hell I'll give you the satisfaction of being scared of you." I spit at Wade. 

"Feisty aren't we." Wade taunts. I growl and Wade moves closer. He grabs the straps of my backpack and throws me against the lockers. 

"Umph!" I grunt and slide down to the ground, massaging my bruised head. 

"Next time, you'll regret what you said," Wade says. He aims a solid kick at my ribs and stalks away. 

"Harley!" Peter runs over, worry in his eyes. "What was that?" 

"N-nothing," I reply shakily. 

"Don't lie to me, Harley, what was that?" Peter cries, helping me up to a sitting position. 

"You want the truth?" I ask, warily. 

"Yes, Harley, please." 

"Wade asked me, on the third day of school, to tell you to stop trying to talk to him, or he'd make my life hell. I said no." I answer. 

"Is this... is this why you were distant?" Peter asks, tears forming in his eyes. I nod. I can't seem to speak. 

"You, you didn't think to tell me that the boy I've been almost idolizing, has been hurting you for three weeks?" I nod again. "You let me talk about him like he saved the world, all the time he's been hurting you. Harls, why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to crush your dreams. You seemed so happy." I protest. 

"Harley, stop being so self-righteous for once! You have valid feelings, and Wade has been hurting you since we started school! You should have told me!" Peter argues. 

"Pete, I'm sorry. I thought it was right." 

"No, it wasn't! If someone's hurting you, you tell me, that's how it's always been! Now we're in junior year, and you're hiding this from me!" Peter helps me up and angrily walks over to MJ's car. 

"I'm texting MJ, she's driving us home."

"She's in class, Peter, don't make her ditch because of me." I protest again. Peter pulls out his phone and texts MJ. 

A few minutes later, my head's starting to throb painfully, and we see MJ running across the yard. She joins us and unlocks her car. 

"Peter, what happened?" MJ asks as I spread out in the backseat, tears silently running down my face. 

"Wade has been bullying him for the past two weeks." Peter spits angrily. MJ gasps. 

"I'll go beat him up for you two. If you want? But if he lays a hand on Harley again, I won't hesitate." MJ threatens. 

"Thanks, MJ, but I have it handled." Peter says. MJ starts her car, and the gentle humming of the engine and the soft music playing in the car slowly lulls me to sleep. 




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