80s Bully Novels & Stories

It was no surprise that I became a target for bullies. Once, when I was thirteen, three girls bullied me and cut my notebook. Tate saw them and said in a calm, firm voice, “Give it back to her.” They handed it over right away. He never knew my name and walked away before I could even thank him. I stood there holding the notebook to my chest, my heart beating too fast, thinking he didn't have to do that.

"When I found out you were actually gone, it felt like my life ended. I know that sounds insane. I know I don't get to say things like that after everything I did to you. But it's true." "Jace, you don't have to...." "I do. I need to say this." His eyes were wet now, bright in the low light from the window. "I bullied you for three years. I let my friends do it too, and I never once stopped them, and I told myself it was just jokes, that it didn't actually mean anything, because if I let myself think about what it actually meant I wouldn't have been able to live with myself." "Jace...."

"If you ever run into trouble you can't solve, show this. The entire armed forces have your back." Alessia gave me a small badge. "This badge makes you a Special Supervisor for the Supreme Court's Juvenile Division. You get to go after school bullies now." With arms full of gifts, I looked at their faces—each of them struggling to hold it together—and said softly, "I hope I get to be your younger brother in the next life too." All of their eyes reddened at once. Summoning every ounce of strength, they roared in unison, "We're going to find you and bring you home in the next life too."

The man was tall, with hair that used to be perfectly slicked back. His gray shirt was torn, revealing blackened skin and peeling flesh. "Don... Donny?" Bima’s whisper was barely audible. It was him. Donny, the leader of the 'Pretty Boy Thugs' in middle school, who used to love mocking him as 'Toothpick Bima.' Donny, who always showed off his biceps from working out at some cheap gym. Now, Donny, the king of bullies, was just a walking hunk of meat. His eyes were sunken, filled with the white haze of death.

He asked. “ I think it was? No. I know it was. Let me ask. Was there ever a guy in your highschool that brutally bullied other kids, especially seemingly gay kids? Like, he would gang up against them and have them beaten to stupor? Did you ever know someone like that?”

Since getting the question about bullying yesterday, Raga kept thinking about Keenan. He remembered the incident a few years ago when he was in high school often bullying junior high school students. The man was afraid if Keenan was one of his bully victims. Back in high school, Raga was famous for being naughty and troublemaker. There was no day without problems that the man made. Almost every day there are problems he makes, ranging from getting caught skipping class, smoking, brawls and also bullying younger siblings. Raga used to be a person who didn't like other people who could be superior to him. If there was someone more popular than him at school, then he would immediately bully him

Harvey says gently. Quinn, infuriated by his words, angrily scolds him, "Isn't that the case? You tricked me into coming home, and now you're playing tricks on me. You're definitely bullying me. A rascal like you can only do things like this, right? Bullying a weaker girl?" Harvey bursts into laughter, not expecting Quinn to genuinely consider herself weak. Physically, she might not be as strong as him, but her personality is far from weak.

Gabriel grumbled, drinking what was in the glass in one go “You know it’s more than that.” “Are you sure you don’t just need a woman and a vacation?” Gabriel didn't even need to look at him to know that Henry had one eyebrow raised incredulously “I mean, I remember the crush you had on her when we were teenagers, but… That's been 10 years. Not to mention the fact that… Uh…” "I was her bully?” Gabriel laughed, bitterly, this time taking a sip straight from the bottle “Yeah, I know.”

Finally, I ended up falling on the floor. Looking up, I see Sandy, Cindy, and Mark standing there. Keith walks up to me with a trash bag and dumps flour all over me. I looked up at him, and he was smiling down at me. "Happy Birthday, Loser!" He said and walked away. Keith is our Alpha’s son. A big bully in my life. "I can't believe he would throw flour on you! I'm going to beat his ass. No! I'm going to have Derek beat his ass. You know he hates when Keith bullies you. " Kate said