Bullied By My Alpha Twins のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

CHAPTER FORTY ONE NADIA It fucking hurts!If I needed any further proof that Alex and Sandro were not the only people who hated me in College and thrived on my pain, this was it. We had been summoned to gather at the school's gigantic conference hall, and I felt a jolt of anxiety surge through me. This was only the second time it had happened since I came to college. The first time it happened, a couple of students were sent out of college for beating up a female student who had refused to have sex with them. I had no idea why we were all assembled there, but the atmosphere felt heavy, like a storm about to break.As I stood there, looking around for any sign of clarity, my heart pounded in my chest. Students chatted nervously with each other, casting furtive glances at the entrance as if waiting for someone to walk in and cause trouble. My thoughts began to spiral when a familiar figure approached me. It was Philip.Not again!I just didn't w

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE ALEX DAVALO I had walked into class that morning with my headphones on, the familiar beats buzzing in my ears. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I just wanted to settle into my seat, zone out, and get through the day. But as soon as I took a seat, I noticed Bethany walking over. Her expression caught my attention—she looked like the entire universe was against her.“Alex,” she said, her voice tight and full of tension.I took off one headphone to hear her better. “Hey, Beth. What’s up?” I asked, trying to keep it casual even though I could tell something was off.“Do you love me, Alex?” she just said, and it surprised me. I just sat there, not sure how to respond to her.But still, she asked again.“Uh, why would you ask me that?” I replied, feeling my heart start to race a little. Just the way she phrased it made me uneasy.“Just answer the question, Alex,” Bethany insisted, looking determined to get her answer. I could see her jaw was se

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE NADIAI thought I was strong, but I was just a weakling, as weak as the strength I thought I had. My confidence had taken a hit for the worst. The bullying had become so unbearable that I had not gone to school for the past couple of days. I didn't care that we had a test coming up the next day. I just wanted to stay away from Alex and Sandro. I wanted to stay away from everyone! But their shadows always seemed to be everywhere, every fucking place! I had just returned from my afternoon shift at the grocery store when I decided to sleep a little so I could feel much better for the rest of the night. I needed to read for the next day's test.I dragged myself into my small, cluttered apartment. The room felt suffocatingly small, the walls lined with outdated posters and chipped paint. I threw my bag onto the couch and stumbled to my bed, feeling every bone in my body ache. The mattress was old and lumpy, but at that moment, it felt like the mos

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN ALEX DAVALOWorried about her? It feels strange!"Nadia, at the hospital? What happened!?" I asked, stunned. I wasn’t in school the day it happened. I had no idea what had happened to Nadia until Sandro's girlfriend, Lara, walked over to me that morning after class. The sun streamed through the large windows of the classroom, casting long shadows across the desks. My classmates were buzzing with gossip, but I had my head buried in my notes, trying to catch up on the classes I missed. I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Sandro had decided to skip school again; we usually did everything together. Just then, Lara, with her perfectly styled hair and that haughty look on her face, walked up to me.“Hey, Alex,” she said, her voice sharp enough to cut through my concentration.“Lara,” I replied, looking up. “What’s up?”“Have you seen Sandro? I noticed he didn’t show up in class today,” she said, her impatience clear. I shrugged,

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE NADIA Finally, there is someone who cares!The nurse had walked into my room that morning, smiling brightly. I noticed that she had a gorgeous flower in her hand. Its petals were a vibrant shade of pink, and they seemed to shine under the soft hospital lights. At once, I wished she had brought it for me. The thought of receiving something so beautiful made me feel giddy, even though I was stuck in this bed, battling a relentless headache.As she approached, her smile widened. “Good morning, Nadia!,” she greeted me cheerfully.“Good morning,” I replied, forcing a smile despite the heaviness in my head. “How are you feeling today?” “I feel better,” I said, nodding slightly. “But the headache won’t go away.” She frowned a little, the concern in her eyes deepening. “That’s okay. Just hang in there. You’ll feel better soon, I promise,” she reassured me.“Thank you,” I said.I looked at the flower in her hand again, unable to resist commentin