Ms.Bully

5

The car zooms off as I walk through the gate closing it behind me. It was late the sky was dark and my dad's car was in the driveway. I unlock the door and walk into the house taking my shoes off. I walk into the kitchen to see my dad eating. "Hey dad," I greet tiredly. He grunted looking just as tired.
"You ok? You hurt your leg or something?" he asks looking up from his food. I come to sit across from him. "No, why?" I ask anxiously as a pull my plate towards me. "You got a slight limp and you're walking slower," he noted bringing his chopsticks full of noodles to his mouth.
He always notices the little things but I guess that's to be expected since it is his job. He works as a Forensic specialist I don't know exactly what he does but something involving solving crimes.
"Uh...yeah I twist my ankle running for the bus." I yawned. He nodes his head as slurp the noodles. "That...would explain why you're late." he contemplated. Nodding my head I set down my chopsticks and stop eating. I held my head in my hands pulling at my hair as the memories of today float back into my mind.
Fuck. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. I quickly wipe my face letting my hands grip the table as I push my chair back. "You ok?" I hear my dad ask. I just nod my head and walk away from the table not trusting my voice to respond.

I threw my bag onto the floor of my room and I walk into my bathroom. I look into the mirror as tears threatened to spill from my eyelids. Look up at the ceiling refusing to cry. Don't you fucking cry, Leon. Why are you still crying? It's not going to fix anything. Stop crying dammit.
What did I get myself into? I quickly wipe the tears as they fall down my cheek.
I turn on the faucet and splash the cold water onto my face my hands brushing my hair away from my face.
I cry when I laugh then I cry even harder. She got me I can't run away and she knows it.
I turn the water for the shower. I take off my pants, shirt, and underwear. It's still a bit sore.
I step into the shower and wash my sweat and whatever else off of me. When I get out I dress in very loose-fitting clothes and go to sleep on my bed.

When my alarm goes off I slap it and contemplate skipping school. No, she'll get mad again. Oh yeah, I forgot to ask my dad about Friday. [" Dad can I sleep over at Raul's house this Friday?"] I text him before looking at my other text messages. [" You better not even think about skipping out today."] From Annabella. I glare at the message. [" I Won't"] I text back before leaving my phone on my bed. I get dressed.
I can't wear anything fitted because of Annabella's torture. So I was stuck with jogging pants. I slip on a hoodie that had some images of some creepypasta characters that I couldn't remember the name of. I wash my face picking up my bookbag and trudge down the stairs.
I see a note on the kitchen counter.
"I made you a breakfast sandwich. I know you weren't feeling so well yesterday I hope this lifts your spirits.-Dad" I smile at the note before picking up the sandwich wrapped in a paper towel. I pull my jacket on stuffing the sandwich into the pocket. I take my keys off the hook and leave for the bus.

I take a bite out of the sandwich as I listen to the sounds of students finishing homework before their first class and other mindless chatter. I would go to the library but there's a sign that says 'No food or drinks' so I can't.
"Morning Leon. Uhh, you ok man?" Raul said sitting his bookbag onto the bench as he sat across from me. "Yeah, why?" I say before taking another bite out of the sandwich. "You look, pale man and you got some serious bags under your eyes." he worried
"You trying to call me ugly? What a wonderful greeting." I chuckle dryly. He smiled warmly "Sorry." he says quickly. I nod my head chewing quickly. "Oh, what did your dad say about Friday?" he says eagerly changing the subject.
I check my phone to see he had texted back. I smirk before looking back at him "Friday is a go." I informed. "Yes!!" he says excitedly I laughed at him jumping up and down on the bench. "We're just watching movies." I snort crumpling the paper towel. "Just movies?!!" he gasped dramatically.
"No, these are the best movies ever!" he announced loudly. "Ok, then what's on the list?" I question with an entertained smirk. He smiles and shakes his finger at me. "No no it's a surprise and also still a work in progress," Raul says rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Mhm, "I nod my head.

When we walk to our class thank goodness Annabella wasn't there. As much as I would love to celebrate her not being here it is weird. Why would she tell me to be here If she's not going to be?
I sit down in my seat. "Look, did you download this?" Raul says turning back to show me some game on his phone.
"Class were having a new student today." The teacher announced as she walked in. My blood ran cold when I see him walk in behind her. "Please introduce yourself." the teacher said as she walks to her desk. "Hello, My name Is Santiago, but you'll call me Santi," he announced. His resting bitch face was unwavering. Isn't he too old to even be here? Did this fucker really just follow me to school? I hope I'm being paranoid. Raul turns back to me "I understand this is an honors class but he looks like a grown man." he says snickering. I don't respond, " Ok, sit by Raul he's pretty friendly." the teacher says pointing to Raul who looked as surprised as me. My eyes follow Santi's every move as he walks over and sits next to Raul diagonal to me. He would occasionally pull his sleeves down making it seem like he was trying to hide his many tattoos.
I slowly bring my head down to the desk and turn my head away towards the window. I shut my eyes tightly reciting 'I hate my life' in my head until the bell rings signaling class starting.
Surprisingly Santi did some work I honestly thought he would just stare at the board until the next bell rang but no a gangster and a scholar all in one, boy did Ana get lucky.

So I found out something apparently Santi has all the same classes as me; which doesn't help decrease my rising anxiety. Raul doesn't even have all the same classes as me so how the hell does he. The system is against me. I've been on edge all-day and now this dude is walking up to me during gym and I'm freaking out. So what do I do?
I do the same thing I did with Annabella, I turn and run into a full-on sprint. Running hurt way more than walking. I run to the end of the field slowing down to look behind me. Shit! He was only a few feet behind me. I start speeding back up following the lines of the track. My calves started to burn as I finish a lap still hearing his feet slamming onto the ground behind me. My lungs start to burn and I start to slow down. I feel him crash into me causing us to fall on the ground. "If you run I gotta chase." He grins. I push him but he doesn't move. "Why are you here! You fucking stalking me?" I growled pushing him again. "Bella had a job to do and wanted me to keep an eye on you. I don't want to be here with you either so the sooner you disappear the sooner I can get Anna back." He said trying to grab my arms that were flailing around. Then my arm whipped him in his face and he was quiet. I swear I didn't do that on purpose. I looked at his face twisting in fury. And I immediately felt like that was a big fuck up. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" I'm cut off by a heavy punch to the face. My head snaps to the side. "Ow, I said I was sorry." I groan touching my jaw. "I'm sorry it was a reflex," he mocked not even bothering to look sorry. I push him this time he moves back standing up. I get up and start walking away my hand still on my jaw. I walk to where Raul was standing in the kicker line. He was looking forward until he saw me walking towards him. "What happened to your face?" he questioned worriedly. "The new kid fucking sucker-punched me," I grumble. "Shit! What did you do?" Raul asked lightly touching my jaw. I hiss at his touch. "Ah man that hurts," I complained slapping his hand away. "You should go to the nurse or something. Hold on, let me ask the teacher," he said before running off. When he comes back he had got permission to take me to the nurse.

"So what happened?" he said shaking the ice pack. "Fuck I don't know it happened so fast. He just fucking snapped. The dude is fucking crazy." I sigh taking the ice pack from him. I place it on my jaw before leaning back on the bed. "I wouldn't want to fight him he's fucking jacked. He left a nasty bruise." Raul spouted. I give him an annoyed look. "I'm just saying, " he shrugs.
I stay in the nurse's office until the end of PE. Though I would've loved to stay longer I eventually got kicked out by the nurse. It was the last class anyway so it's not like I would be skipping class. I walk to the locker room with Raul, my hand still holding the ice pack to my face. I set the ice pack down on the bench unlocking the locker and retrieving my bag. "I have practice today so I'm not taking the bus," Raul says pulling his shirt down over his head. "What is it this time?" I ask pulling my hoodie over my head. "Swimming," he says pushing his gym clothes into his bag. "Oh ok, I'll see you tomorrow then," I mumble zipping up my bag. He walks out of the locker room and I follow. We split our different ways as I walk outside. I feel this unsettling nervousness as I walk toward the bus stop and I can't really pinpoint why. "I'm ok now," I whisper to myself looking over my shoulder every few seconds until the bus pulled up.