*2 days later*
So things have been great lately, I haven't seen Sam in the time he had done that.. And me and Shawn are doing amazing. Today me and Shawn are going to the county fair!
I was just about to go to English with Shawn when I'm stopped by Sam. I look at him rolling my eyes. "What do you want Samuel?" I say. He snorts and walks a little closer. I hesitate and back up. "Are you afraid?" He smirks. Douche. "No." Yes. I try to look serious. "Let's make a deal." He suggests. "What kind of deal?" I ask. He looks at me with a smirk. "Be my toy." He says. No thanks. "What do you mean, Sam?" He brushes he's fingers threw my hair. "My sex slave.." I will knock your teeth down your throat boy. With out a word I throw a punch at him which causes him to fall to the ground. Leaning over him I say. "Carter!" I hear Shawn's voice from down the hall. I look up at him and smile. I feel really proud of myself. But also guilty. I lean down and whisper into Sam's ear. "Meet me at my house at 7:30 sharp." I say and watch him whimper.*seven thirty*
I hear a knock at the window and I know it's Sam. I open it up and help him in. "Why did you want me here?" He asks. I pout. "What were you talking about this afternoon." I roll my eyes. He smirks. "I asked you to be my sex slave." He mumbles. "What was that?" I ask. He shakes his head and grabs my waist pulling me closer to him. Wtaf. "Let go of me." I struggle to get out of his grip but he holds on to me tighter. "No." He leans into kiss me but I move my face away. "Stop it Sam." I squeal. He grabs my face and presses his nasty lips against mine. Gross Herpes. "Sam stop it. I don't want you like that. Never have and never will." I finally manage to get out of his grip. "Carter I know you like me." Did I just hear that correctly? I give him a nasty look. "No I don't, get that through your stupid head." I spat. This dude needs mental help. He smirks. "I like you Carter." No, no you don't because if you did you wouldn't beat me up everyday. You wouldn't call me names, shove me into my locker, and all that other shit crap you do to me. He grabs me and pushes me back slowly on the bed pressing his lips against mine. AGAIN! "Sam stop, please, maybe if you weren't such a dick to me maybe I'd like you but no you're a dick and that's all you'll ever be, now get the fuck off me and please get out of my house, better yet out of my life!" I scream. He looks at me with a sad look. "OUT." I scream louder. Once he leaves I scream into my pillow, than I cry skittle than I'd scream and it was just a on and off process between the two. And it lasted the whole night. So yeah this is gonna be a great fucking day! No sleep, and I look like I just got hit by a train! "UGH. I hate my life." I repeat that over and over. I moan and get out of bed. I decided to take a shower because I was touched by a walking STD last night! Once I'm out I throw on some sweats and one of shawn's sweatshirts he had left here the other night. I don't even bother doing my makeup or my hair. I walk downstairs and text Shawn.
SHAWN
On my way.Me
Great.I'm gonna be in a piss mood all day. I stumble outside. Probably looking high as fuck. But did I care? "No!" I say aloud. I red SUV pulls into my drive way. I walk over to the passenger and hop in slamming the door behind me. "Hey babe, you look lovely today." I look at him with a disgusted look. "No I don't." He gives me a confused look. "Okay fine what ever you say my queen." I just roll my eyes and ignore him. When we arrive to school. Shawn tries putting his arm around me but I shake it off. "I'm not in the mood." I walk off with out looking back. The rest of the day was horrible. And that's mostly what my life is. Horrible.
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