Badboy Fernandes

Not Again

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Chapter 20

Erza POV

It was my first day of school after my parents died. I really wasn't ready to go, in fear of being bullied. It wasn't really a problem before, but you never know, after something bad happens to a person, it makes them vulnerable and gives the bullies fuel. But I wasn't one to sacrifice my education just because of a few losers, so I went anyway.

As I was walking down the sidewalk, that led to the school, I noticed 3 little boys wrestling on the grass, which was right next to school. These were the ones that would pick on other little kids and to be honest they are a bit too young to be bullying right off the bat. I quickly sneaked by them, but naturally when I almost made it to the entrance, I looked back nervously for a mere second, which caused me to trip over a loose brick that the school sidewalk was made of, and fall to the ground with a groan. Now the boys looked over at me and smirked as they approached me. Oh no.

" Hey guys, look it's the little girl who lost her parents!" One said, as the others laughed in agreement. I really don't see what's so funny about that, but as long as they dont hurt me, I guess I can withstand it.

" Yeah, she must be all alone without mommy and daddy to watch over her." One mocked in a baby voice.

" Maybe she'll like some company." Another said while cracking their fists. Aw, I thought they were just going to make fun of me and then leave. But apparently they have other plans. And how perfect I'm laying, hurt on the ground all ready for my beat down.

I laid there, helplessly while I withstood punch after punch and kick after kick from the 3 bullies, tears streaming down my face at the horrible treatment I was given for no reason at all. But I didn't fight back, I let them get their unknown anger out at me.

Everyday after, I would be given the same treatment, I would get pounded into the ground while they kicked and punched me, leaving me with bruises for days to come.

I used to be a clumsy, scared little kid before I grew up and became the strict school president I am now. Today, I do not allow people to step on me anymore. But seriously why do I have to think about this now? It's all because of Jellal, once again another asshole was able to ruin my life. I can't believe I trusted him and let him into my life and tell him what happened in my past. God, I should have known something like this would happen again and I shouldnt have forgiven him for that first prank he pulled. If I did maybe I could have prevented us from becoming friends.

Crying from remembering what people did to me in my past, I curled myself up into a ball on the corner of my bed, where there wasn't any light shining from my window, while crying from remembering what people did to me in my past. I had moved back into my own house to get some distance between Jellal and I after the event that occured and now I was sobbing because I was once again all alone with some bad memories. Why did I allow him to get so close to me in the first place? Is it because I have feelings for him or simply because he needed help, along with myself? I mean I knew that kiss felt special, but he's nothing more than a trouble maker that a school president shouldnt associate with. But when he was around me without the influence of his friend, he did seem different, it was like he was changing for the better, just like Seigrain told me.

I tugged my legs closer to me as I continued to cry. I don't know why I'm feeling like I regret yelling at him at the same time I'm still feeling angry. He did hurt me by throwing himself at me, but he was a really good kisser even if I didn't expect or want it, I have to admit I actually enjoyed it. So then why did I snap at him? Because it was the moral thing to do, right?