All Chapters of Pregnant For My Bully : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Look Away, Sera!

~ Jonathan’s POVI don’t look at her when I walk in. Not really.Okay, maybe I do, but it is just a glance. Just one second. Or maybe half, but it’s enough to make something sharp twist in my chest.She is looking at him, not me.Him.Of course she is.He’s standing there like he owns the room. Like he’s never been gone. Like people didn’t mourn his brother and whisper about where he went and why he never came back. Like he didn't disappear from the school because of that one incident. From the whole country, actually.And now he’s here. Taking up space that was never his to take.And Seraphina’s looking at him like she doesn’t know how to stop. Well, to be fair, he indeed did try to defend her. Defending Seraphina was never and has never been my job. It is quite the opposite, actually. I am her bully. I have done quite a number on her during the previous terms in school, but then I have actually started to become soft. Roy was right. He had said that I was becoming soft and whether i

Last Updated : 2025-05-05

Blood, Lip Gloss, and Secrets

~ Seraphina’s POVSimon is fighting with Riley over Brittany.That’s what the boy yells when he crashes into our classroom like a stray dodgeball.Chaos follows.Chairs scrape. People leap up. Phones appear out of nowhere. It’s like the announcement of a celebrity death, but more... hormonal.'Oh my God!' shrieks one of the cheerleaders. 'Simon loves Brittany! He said it at the bonfire!''No, Riley kissed her first!' someone else cries. 'That makes her his.''Brittany doesn’t belong to anyone, freaks,' I mutter under my breath, but no one hears me.Ethan rises beside me, brows lifting. “What do you think?” he asks, already halfway to the door.I blink at him. 'What do I think about what? Two idiots knocking each other’s teeth out over a girl who probably flirted with both for attention?'He grins. 'Exactly. Come on.''Wait—what? Where are we—Ethan!'But he’s already out the door, dragging my arm behind him. Half the class has followed him, hooting like they’re going to a football game

Last Updated : 2025-05-08

We’re Not Family

~ Seraphina’s POVWe walk down the hall, with me mostly fixing my eyes to the ground. Ethan has been...persistent even when I am being cold or mean. It doesn't even deter him. Though I an still skeptical about why he was so interested in sticking around me. I have no idea why. Did he perhaps have any hidden motive behind sticking around with me?Or does he want to prank me as everybody else does? I am still wary around him. I can't take any chances. I wouldn't. I hug my arms around my chest and walk slowly side by side with him, earning looks and whispers from other of our classmates who were walking to the class alongside us. The way we had all ran to the fighting scene and had met Riley get beaten was gold, even for me, even if I don't associate with them, there are some rich brats I want to go down.‘Run along, Sera. I’ve got something to handle,’ Ethan says, already half-turning down the hall with his lazy smirk. I blink at him, almost scoffing at the way he still speaks to me

Last Updated : 2025-05-10

“I Said Stay Away”

~ Jonathan’s POVShe doesn’t listen. Of course, she doesn’t.Seraphina fucking Puckett never listens.I saw her with Ethan again. He was laughing and she was smiling. Or at least pretending to smile. The same way she used to smile at those back her godforsaken friends. The moment I see her walk away from him, all soft shoulders and lowered eyes, I feel the fire light up in my chest again. It's not jealousy, I tell myself. Not really. It's control. It's knowing what's best for her, because clearly, she has no fucking clue. I am going to be her stepbrother soon, so it's best to start keeping her under the radar.I take the long route. I decide to wait until the hallway clears. I don’t want an audience.When I grab her and pull her into the empty classroom, it’s instinct. It was not planned. It was not rational. But neither am I when she looks at me with those big eyes, all fire and defiance. She doesn’t scream, but she flinches. I hate that. Hate that she flinches like she thinks I’ll

Last Updated : 2025-05-10

Punishment

~ Jonathan’s POV Whitney presses herself against me the moment we step into the empty classroom. Her perfume is too sweet. Her skin is too soft. Everything about her is too... too much, and none of it is Seraphina.She moans my name like it means something. Like it matters. Like any of these matters.It doesn’t.She doesn’t matter to me. Not in any fucking way.But I need to forget, God, I need to forget Seraphina. Need to rip Seraphina out of my skull by any means necessary.So I slam Whitney against the wall, trying to control my erratic breathing. Her laugh is breathy. 'God, Jonathan…'The sound of her voice almost made me back down. It irritates something in me to no end, and I can’t help it. I don't want her, but at this moment, I need what she can give.'Shut up.' I tell her, not wanting her voice to jerk me back to reality, because it keeps reminding me that this isn't Seraphina.I don’t tell her to shut up nicely. I don’t want sweet or soft. I want violent. I want loud. I w

Last Updated : 2025-05-11

Denial Is A Warm, Deadly Thing

~ Seraphina’s POV I don't know what got into him.I keep telling myself that. What the hell? Was Jonathan jealous that I was hanging out with Ethan? Hell, I am not even hanging out with Ethan. He is the one who won't leave me alone. And I'm realising he is kind of like a nice guy. But then Jonathan. The memory of him grabbing me and yanking me to the classroom, breathing heavily like he was trying to rein something in. That it didn’t mean anything. That was the way his hand wrapped around my throat in that empty classroom tightly and like...possessively, like I belonged to him, was just Jonathan being Jonathan.I have gotten worse treatment from him.But then, that it wasn’t supposed to feel like that. The way he had gripped my throat. That it wasn’t supposed to make my knees feel like they were about to buckle, or make my heart beat like it was trying to tear through my chest.He’s Jonathan Hill. A bully. A bastard. The golden boy who turns everything he touches into ash. The sa

Last Updated : 2025-05-12

SMILES, SCISSORS AND SHADOWS

~ SERAPHINA'S POV Celine's voice is the first real thing that makes me feel like maybe I didn’t just watch my soul crawl out of my chest and shatter in the hallway.'Oh my God, did you see the way Ethan was looking at you? He even touched you! What's up? How? When? How?' She practically sings as we walk out of Literature, our bags slung over our shoulders. 'Girl, if he looked at me like that, I’d be six months pregnant by now. No lies.'I snort. It slips out before I can stop it. Celine notices.'Oh, was that a laugh? A sound from the great stone wall of Seraphina Puckett?' she clutches her chest dramatically. 'Be still, my heart.'I shake my head, lips tugging slightly. 'Don’t be stupid.''I’ll take it. Call me stupid again and maybe I’ll write a whole essay about it.'She starts walking backward, still facing me, her curls bouncing as she talks a mile a minute. It’s like she’s a walking sugar rush.'Anyway, you will not believe what happened during gym. Simon and Riley almost kille

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

Breakdown

~ Seraphina’s POV A voice, deep and cold, slices through the darkness in my head.‘Get up.’I don't move at first. The pain and the humiliation from what happened wraps around me like a blanket. I blink slowly, my lashes feeling sticky with tears. My eyes burn so bad and the back of my throat feels raw and itchy from screaming too loud for too long. My skin… it still itches with those phantom touches and the images behind them that won't stop playing and replaying in my head. The sound of tearing fabric echoes in my ears like gunshots. I try to control my breathing and my trembling body, but it seems like my efforts are going to waste because instead of the tremors to calm, my body starts to tremble uncontrollably. I shift a little, flinching at the sharp pain in my hip where they’d kicked me.I open my eyes, blinking and trying to adjust my stinging eyes to light, trying to focus my vision.As soon as my vision clears, I see Jonathan standing there.He is standing a few feet away fr

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

Not Asking Why

~ Jonathan’s POV She won’t tell me, and I don’t ask. But I know. I know something is breaking inside her. And I can’t let it shatter completely.I hold her like I’m the only thing stopping her from falling apart.And maybe I am.Her body is so small, shaking in my arms like she might break into a thousand pieces if I loosen my grip. She’s crying—fucking sobbing—and every second of it is punching through my ribs, dragging something dark and angry out of me. I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t know what the fuck to do with this version of Seraphina Puckett. The version who doesn’t scream or bite or insult me with her eyes. This one just breaks.And it’s wrecking me.She’s clutching onto my shirt like it’s the only thing keeping her here. Her face is buried in my shoulder, her breath hitting me in panicked bursts. She smells like fear and desperation and… me. My coat is swallowed around her, but she still shakes like she’s freezing.I don’t ask what happened.I know enough. And I k

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

Carrying Her Gently

~ Jonathan’s POV I drive slower than I should.She sleeps for most of the ride. Part of it is her, curled up in the seat next to me, still tucked in my coat, her face pale and stained with dried tears. Her lips are parted slightly, like she’s still trying to catch her breath in her sleep. She’s not crying anymore, but every now and then her body twitches, like some part of her is still fighting whatever happened.Even in sleep, she's on guard. It pisses me the hell off. Not at her, but those who did it to her. The other part is me.I don’t want to go back to that house. The one with the fake smiles and the expensive lies. I don’t want her near my father or Whitney or her mother or anything that feels like them.She needed out. I knew that the second I saw her on that floor.My hand curls around the steering wheel tighter.I should’ve been there.I glance at her again. She hasn’t moved, but she’s still not peaceful. Just...drained. Like she cried herself hollow.I don’t let the mu

Last Updated : 2025-05-17

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