Ms.Bully

19

"So did you want to take legal action?" Mr. Nova asked
I'm currently sitting in front of him nervously stimming. I do not know what to choose. I never want it to happen again but if I take legal action I would have to talk about it. I don't want to talk about it, I just want to forget about it. I shake my head. "No...um, it's not necessary." I sigh "Leo, don't back down. Just do this so it won't happen again." Raul says leaning his body against the table. I pinch the bridge of my nose,
"Just...just let me think about it," I say before peaking up at Mr.Nova who nods his head before walking away. "Come on, Leon." Raul grumbled "I just need to think, Raul. This is a lot." I say holding my head in my hands. "I know, I just don't want you to regret not doing this sooner," he says walking to the refrigerator opening it. "I just don't want to talk about...that," I mumble. Raul takes out a bottle of water before closing the refrigerator. "Fine, we could probably just charge them for assault," Raul said before taking a sip of water. I nod my head folding my hands into my lap. I look up as I hear Mr.Nova walk back into the kitchen. "Ok so what did you want to do?" he said slipping his phone into his pocket. "He's gonna charge both of them with assault," Raul said looking at me. "What's their names?" His father said. I look down at my hands trying to remember "Annabella Morales and...Santiago Luciano." I say there is this silence before Mr.Nova talks "Morales and Luciano? What did you do Leo?" he sighed I furrowed my eyebrows "What do you mean?" I say Mr.Nova pulls out his phone and starts to text someone  "The Morales and Luciano families are two allied Mafia Families, Leon." Mr.Nova huffed before pulling his phone up to his ear. "I gotta makes some calls, and try to figure this shit out." Mr.Nova said rushing out of the kitchen. "What is he talking about?" I say quickly Raul shrugged before pulling up a stool to sit on. "If it has anything to do with the word 'Mafia' it can't be good." I shake my head bringing my hands through my hair. "Raul this is crazy, all these situations." I sigh he nods his head "Yeah I know it looks like it just gets worst. But you know I got your back no matter what, Leo." he tells me. I hope so.

I [Raul] can't believe I missed this all this time when he was suffering. Now I'm not sure if my dad can help him since they both are tied to mafias. I watch as Leon grows fidgety scratching his wrist. How did I not realize this till now? He was always quiet but not like this. Now he always looks afraid and hyperaware of his surroundings. My eye twitches as the sound of him scratching his wrist grows louder. "Stop scratching," I say watching as he looks down in confusion finally stopping. "...Sorry." He says lowly
His father should be coming back in a day or so. How are we gonna explain to him that his son has a crazy obsessive stalker with mafia ties after him? Well, I'm sure my father is doing whatever he can right now so, I should try to make Leon feel better. "Do you want me to cook you something?" I offer, he nods his head not bothering to look up. I go and rummage through the refrigerator for the ingredients. "I know I don't cook as well as your dad but I am still respectably skilled," I say turning on the burner placing the skillet over the fire. I pour the eggs onto the skillet. "...I hope I can enjoy it." I hear Leon murmur. "What?" I say looking back at him. He had his head down on the table facing me holding his stomach. "Nothing continue cooking," he said with a small smile. I turn back around and continue what I was doing making salmon croquettes, eggs, and rice. "It smells good," Leon says sitting up as I place his plate in front of him. "It better taste good too."My dad says as he walks back into the kitchen. We all sit down and began eating. I look up to see Leon still staring at his food. "Is it bad?" I ask and he shakes his head and picks up his fork before flashing me a smile. He stabs his eggs bringing the fork up to his mouth before taking a bite. "It tastes good." He says still chewing but when he tried to swallow his hands quickly covered his mouth as a panicked expression crosses his face, he retched throwing it up. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He said his hands shaking as he tried to wipe up the mess. "Are you ok?" I asked grabbing a towel. It all happened so fast. "I haven't been able to keep anything down since..." he said taking the towel from me wiping the floor. He looked so tired more so exhausted. "It's ok, I'll clean it. Dad can you help him." I said taking the towel away from him and moving toward the sink. "Go wash your hands, Leon," Dad says pushing him towards the bathroom. "Raul, that boy is truly shaken up. They really messed him up." My dad whispered to me. "I know," I whispered back wringing the towel out. "You better watch him and take care of him. I have to go do some favors. It doesn't look like we can take the legal route with this." He says to me before patting my shoulder and leaving. I sigh turning the water on as I rinse the towel.

Shit, what's wrong with me [Leon]. I run my hands under the water. I look down at my wrist, it was red with scratches on it. I didn't remember scratching that hard. I can't eat and I can't sleep, all the joys of life. *Ping*
I hear my phone go off. [" I'll be home tomorrow."] From Dad
Shit! Perfect timing.
I should be happy he's coming back and I am but I'm also anxious. How am I going to tell him what I've been through and how it's not over. I hear the slamming of a door. I turn the water off and exit the bathroom. I walk back into the kitchen as Raul finishes wiping the floor. "I put your food in the refrigerator. Hopefully, you'll be able to eat it." He said as he stood up. It felt so disrespectful not to eat but even more to throw it up in front of him. I'll just have to try when he's not here. Throughout the day I felt sluggish. I could tell Raul was watching me closely, less like a guardian more like a babysitter. Even when watching TV every few seconds he would look over at me. "What!" I exclaimed as he stared a hole into my head for the 11th time in the past minute. "What? Something wrong?" he questions "I was gonna ask you that. Why are you staring at me?" I said he sighs "I'm just anxious that something else will happen to you and I don't want to be clueless like last time." I turn my head to continue watching the screen. "I'm fine and will remain that way. Just chill out a bit. Watching me like I'm a toddler."I griped "you weigh as much as one." I hear him murmur "shut up!" I Shout punching his shoulder. "My dad is coming back tomorrow," I say squeezing my hands together. "You want us to stay here?" he asked as he shifts on the couch. I shake my head. "No, I think I got this," I say with not much confidence. "Oh, Do you?" he said raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, probably. I just need some time to clear my head...alone." I admitted. Then it was silent before Raul inhaled deeply. " I get it. Just...just don't do anything stupid." he sighed his words were filled with worry. "Like what?" I ask raising an eyebrow. He gave me a serious look one that made me sure of what he was implying. " Raul, I'm ok. You don't have to worry about that. I assure you I still have the will to live." I concluded. He sighs and goes back to watching the screen and so do I.