80s Bully Novels & Stories

Strands of his brown hair rested on his face, but they only seemed to highlight his handsomeness. “I… I don’t think you should be walking with me, Leon.” I said, rising to my feet. If anyone saw us, it could bring me unwanted attention. I hadn’t gotten over the bullying from last year. I didn’t want another one to begin. “We walked together when we were kids. What’s the difference now?” Leon chuckled, and the memories I wanted to push aside, resurfaced. But looking at the sincerity on his face, I couldn’t refuse. We were neighbors as kids, and we had played together every single day. Even our parents expected us to end up together once we were old enough.

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Whistling slowly. No one would dare to stop him, even the teachers were afraid of the bully himself. The notorious Mr. Thomas would never try his stupid games with the bully. He did it with other people, other low lives like me, but would never attempt to try it on Vince. He seemed to know boundaries, where to stop and when to do so.

"Then I went to NYU to get my business degree and what not to help me out on that aspect of the Mafia." "Lucky. I would've killed to not have gone to high school. They were prime bullying years," I tell him. "Before you freak out, it was kids being kids. They bully to lift themselves up because they are in a bad place. Besides, I'm more confident now and bullies are probably doing worse in life than I am." "I mean, you are dating a Mafia boss who brings in millions. He is also extremely handsome, but that's just a bonus," he smirks and I roll my eyes

he said smiling. " We ought to be professionals Mister Brooks and I'd suggest you act like one cause right now you are acting like a fifteen year old who started bullying recently”she shot at him. "Well, it'd please me to let you know that I was a bully while in high school,”Kayla sighed. " Good for you Ryder,if you don't mind I'd be going off to my meeting" she concluded as she was about to pass through the door to the exit. “Ohh, I'm having a foreign meeting with the Koreans Bino account right here so…”

she hugged me when she was on the verge of tears. I stayed in her embrace for a few minutes before disengaging. “What are you going to do? Have you told your mom about it? Surely she wasn't happy about it” “I didn't. We both acted like we've never met before” “Is that the right decision to make?” “I don't know. I just don't want my mom finding out that he bullied me. She's about to get married into his family” “If you think that's right, I support you”

Amanda called out, finally noticing the girl walking behind them. In all schools like AHS with a social system, there are bullies. The bullying girls were the most popular ones and highest on the social ladder, and they could be divided into the rude girls and the downright mean one. Amanda was rude and mean. She was a pouchy, thick girl who seemed to have accumulation of fat in all the wrong places, including her upper arms, legs and cheeks, which hours of working out and diets crafted out by the most accomplished nutritionists in the country could somehow still not fix. She was not traditionally beautiful, but her demeanour somehow gave the impression she was a younger Agbani Darego.

There was no way I would cancel my business meeting to attend a stupid reunion. I got another microphone from the DJ and waited for Kai to finish his speech. God, even his name made me angry. So fucking angry. “If you don't remember my friend over here, let me introduce him.” He grinned towards the crowd. I knew what was coming. He was gonna drag my past. I'm not proud of my past self but I had my proud moments. He wasn’t gonna get me. “The worst high school bully is what people called him. But I would say that was a little harsh. So what if he punched people around just for the thrill of it? Hey, there's nothing bad in it!” This time around he grinned at me but his eyes looked murderous.

"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."