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Chapter 104

Author: Dea B
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-18 05:56:44

Noah

I needed air.

Not the kind that came through cracked windows or the hum of the AC — real air. The kind that cut into your lungs, that reminded you the world existed outside the noise of your phone.

So, I grabbed my keys and slipped out before Mom could ask more questions. The house was too quiet anyway, like even the walls knew something was off.

The morning light was sharp and too bright when I stepped outside. I squinted, walked straight to my truck, and climbed in. For a second, I just sat there gripping the steering wheel, feeling that knot in my chest twist tighter.

Usually, when I got like this — restless, pissed, wired — I’d call Jackson. We’d go shoot hoops, hit the field, or just drive aimlessly until whatever was eating us died down.

But after last night… I didn’t know if that still worked.

We’d said a lot without really saying much. Sitting in that diner, staring at cold fries, both of us pretending we weren’t thinking about the same thing. Jessa. Daniel. The way every
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  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 108

    JessaThe house was too quiet the next morning.Not peaceful quiet — the kind that comes after a storm, when everything feels like it’s still vibrating from the damage.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my head pounding from another sleepless night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it all again — Mom’s shocked face, Jackson’s voice cracking as he yelled, the way the air had felt so heavy I could barely breathe.Now it was Sunday morning, and the silence felt like punishment.I could hear the faint clatter of dishes downstairs, the sound of Mom moving around the kitchen like she was pretending nothing had happened. She always did that — filled the space with busy noise when things got too hard to talk about.I dragged myself out of bed, pulled on one of Jackson’s old sweatshirts, and padded down the hall. His bedroom door was still closed. I hesitated outside it, listening for movement. Nothing.He hadn’t said a word to me since last night.When I walked into the kitchen, Mom was

  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 107

    NoahIt was close to midnight when my phone lit up.I’d been lying in bed staring at the ceiling for over an hour, headphones in, music playing low just to drown out my own thoughts. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the flashes of last night — Daniel’s smirk, my fist connecting, the shock on everyone’s faces.So when I saw Jackson’s name on the screen, I sat up fast.“Hey,” I answered, voice low. “You good?”A pause. Then a bitter laugh. “Define ‘good.’”I leaned back against my headboard. “That seems to be the question of the week.”Jackson exhaled into the phone, a long, shaky breath. “I just blew up at my mom.”That made me frown. “About what?”“Everything,” he said, his voice rough. “Jessa, the fight, the way she didn’t know what’s been going on… me.”I rubbed the bridge of my nose. “What happened?”He hesitated for a second, then the words just poured out. “She found out about all the crap online — the stuff about Jessa. She saw the comments, the videos. Asked why I didn’t stop

  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 106

    JacksonI don’t even remember walking up to my room.One second, Mom was tearing into me in the living room, and the next, I was standing here staring at the floor like it might give me answers.Her words kept replaying in my head, over and over.You didn’t even notice what was happening to your own sister.She wasn’t wrong.But the way she’d said it — like I’d failed some test I didn’t even know I was taking — it made something in me snap.I slammed my fist into the wall. The thud rattled the picture frames.“Jackson!” Mom’s voice echoed from downstairs. “Hey—don’t start breaking things!”Too late.I yanked open my door and stomped down the hall, the anger boiling up fast, messy, and unfiltered.She was still in the living room, her scrubs wrinkled, face pale and tired.Jessa sat on the couch, her eyes red but dry now. She looked small — smaller than I’d ever seen her.“Don’t look at me like that,” I snapped before she could even say anything. “Like I’m the bad guy.”“Jackson—” Mom s

  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 105

    JessaBy the time I got home, my arms were sore from carrying shopping bags and my brain felt fried.Mariah had dragged me through every store in the mall like it was an Olympic event. But honestly, she’d been right — it was a distraction I needed.Now, the pile of bags sitting by the couch almost felt like proof that maybe I was trying to start fresh.Even if part of me still wanted to crawl under a blanket and hide.I sank onto the couch with a sigh, brushing my hair out of my face.Mariah’s words echoed in my head: “If they want a show, give them one — and look fabulous doing it.”Easy for her to say. She didn’t have to fight with jeans that wouldn’t zip or shirts that either made her chest look obscene or made her feel like she was suffocating.Shopping for me was an exercise in frustration. Clothes never fit right.Too tight. Too short. Too low.I glanced at one of the new tops — a soft green one that actually hugged my waist instead of clinging to every insecurity I had. I wante

  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 104

    NoahI needed air.Not the kind that came through cracked windows or the hum of the AC — real air. The kind that cut into your lungs, that reminded you the world existed outside the noise of your phone.So, I grabbed my keys and slipped out before Mom could ask more questions. The house was too quiet anyway, like even the walls knew something was off.The morning light was sharp and too bright when I stepped outside. I squinted, walked straight to my truck, and climbed in. For a second, I just sat there gripping the steering wheel, feeling that knot in my chest twist tighter.Usually, when I got like this — restless, pissed, wired — I’d call Jackson. We’d go shoot hoops, hit the field, or just drive aimlessly until whatever was eating us died down.But after last night… I didn’t know if that still worked.We’d said a lot without really saying much. Sitting in that diner, staring at cold fries, both of us pretending we weren’t thinking about the same thing. Jessa. Daniel. The way every

  • Invisible To Her Bully   Chapter 103

    JessaBy Saturday morning, the quiet in my room felt like it was mocking me.The only sound was the constant ping of my phone lighting up on the nightstand — texts, notifications, mentions. Every time I picked it up, I regretted it.Someone had posted a video from the party. Multiple someones, actually. Different angles, different captions — all showing the same thing: Noah Carter decking Daniel right across the jaw.And then me. Standing there, wide-eyed and stunned, like I didn’t belong in the frame.The comments were brutal.“Guess we know what sets Carter off.”“Didn’t realize Lombardi’s sister was the reason for the drama.”“She’s been hiding all that under those hoodies?”I tossed my phone aside and pressed the heel of my hands into my eyes. I didn’t want to see any of it. Didn’t want to know what people were saying.For years, I’d survived Ridgeville High by being invisible. I’d learned how to shrink myself down — hide behind baggy clothes, keep quiet, stay out of the spotlight

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