Bullied To Love Novels & Stories

He turned to me as if I just just appeared into his room. “Did you just say you loved her before you had to marry her.” I didn’t respond to that. “Ten years. You bullied her for ten years but all the while you loved her.” I reverted my gaze back to the pool, his words made my heart weigh. If there was one thing I hated the most, it was being reminded of myself back then. “You know, I knew you were messed up in the head but I didn’t think it was this much. Your idea of love is really unique. What happened, did loving her make you feel sick? Dumb? Stupid?”

"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...."

He looked sad now, his voice lowering. “Imagine liking someone so much but you can't tell them or pursue it because you know you're a danger to them and you can't also leave them alone because their presence lights up your day.” “S-so why did the bullying start?” “At first, I genuinely tried to break you, because I thought that way, I would start seeing you as pathetic and the crush would die. Then over time, when nothing was changing, I decided to keep bullying you to just be close to you all while telling myself that I am a monster who can't love you the way you should be loved.”

He told me. A monster. He is really a monster. Who would relish on someone else's pain? Who would love seeing people cry? Especially a girl? How is that normal? I just don't understand what I did to him that will require such wickedness from him, I did nothing to him, I did nothing wrong. "Please... please Ace, you are hurting me." I whispered. I wanted to shout. I didn't want to look weak to him. but my uncle and his wife are not the kind of people to believe it when I tell them that Ace was actually bullying me.

He told me everything, what dad have already told me, what surprised me that he have loved me ever since. "Why didn't you tell me about your feelings since you know we are not related" I asked "Well I discovered you love another, and I was nervous you will hate me if you knew about my mental break down" he said with a shrug "So why do you bully me then" I asked, we are now walking home "Cause that's the only way I can take most of your time, and make you think about me, even if its hate kind of way" he said, how mischievous

"Because you're my friend." "Aside from that?" "Because I love you." "See! You can't hurt the person you love!" "What's the point?" "Fuck! Girl wake up! You already love him stop being in denial!" "H-how can you say that I love him too?" "Damn, you snail. Let me repeat this question, can you hurt someone you love? Can you hurt me?" "No!" "See! The reason why you're afraid to hurt a person is that you love them! You're scared to hurt Brigor's feelings because you love him! You love Bigor! You have feelings for him! You love him too!"

I don't think my heart could hate Jasper so easily. I've tried to in the past when he used to be my bully. People may say he manipulated me, he outsmarted me, or whatever they want. But I allowed him to. I encouraged it because I love him. My crush on him turned into stronger feelings, which later turned into love. Just as I gradually fell in love with him, perhaps I'll gradually fall out of love with him.

“ I didn't. .” “Yes, you did “ Dominique's anger was pointless. At this point , I felt like I was on the receiving end of the aftermath of a bad dream or something. “You couldn't try it with me, so what did you do? You went for my aunt, didn't you? You couldn't get any from me so you tricked my aunt.” I shut my eyes tight as pain slashed through my chest. Aliyah. After trusting her again, she…. “Answer me, you wretched rat!”

My worth was not determined by their opinions but by the love and acceptance I cultivated within myself. I found solace in knowing that the bullies' power over me had diminished. They were no longer the villains of my story; they were merely pitiful figures trapped in their own web of insecurities and fears. I had broken free from their grasp, and in doing so, I had reclaimed my power. As I looked in the mirror, I saw a reflection adorned with resilience and a newfound sense of self-assurance. The wounds of the past had transformed into battle scars, reminders of my triumph over adversity. I embraced my imperfections, recognizing that they were part of what made me beautifully human.

It was as if she was not in control of her own senses. She even blushed. Not only hers but even his behaviour towards her was as weird. ‘Does he have feelings for me?’ She thought but instantly shook her head to remove the idea from her mind. ‘He is a bully Cara. You might be his next target' she told herself and even the idea of being the target of most vicious bully is dangerous.