Bullied by Sam Pottorff

Part 4

Sam's POV

My day was turning out to be complete and utter shit.

First I got detention, twice, for cussing at the teacher.

Then I got into a fight, in which now I had a black eye.

"Things couldn't possibly get any worse" I said to myself.

Just as I turned the corner they did.

I saw Colt kissing Lexi on the cheek, as she smiled and blushed.

I clenched my jaw, along with my fist, feeling the jealousy rush through my veins.

As soon as Colt left I made my way over to her, half way there I remembered I couldn't act like I was jealous, I needed to act like her bully.

I finally reached where she was, her eyes quickly filling with fright.

"Hey nerd!" I spat in her face, as she looked down at her feet, as if they were the most interesting thing here.

"H-hi" she stuttered, as her gazed was still fixed on her shoes.

I chuckled as I grabbed her face harshly, forcing her to look at me.

Her eyes brimming with tears threatening to fall, suddenly there was that guilt.

I let go, as my fingerprints marked her cheek from how hard my grip on her face was.

"Pathetic bitch" I muttered, as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"L-leave m-me alone" she pleaded, as more tears stained her cheeks.

I hated making her feel like this, but I just didn't know how to stop.

Before I knew it the back of my hand was coming in contact with her cheek.

She cried in pain, as she held her cheek as more tears fell from her eyes down to the floor.

Shit! I thought to myself why did I do that.

When I 'bully' her it's only with words, and maybe a push now and then, but now it was going to far.

Before I did anything else I walked off leaving Lexi there crying.

I walked into the boys bathroom, walking over to the large mirror on the wall.

"Ugh" I yelled, pulling at my hair.

I didn't want to get physical like that, but my body just took over and I found it extremely hard to stop what I did to her.

I splashed some cold water onto my face, before heading back out into the large hallways.

I only had two more classes left before I could leave this prison, they called school.

The bell suddenly rung, telling me I was already late to my next class.

I hurried off to class and as usual took my seat in the very back.