Bully Jimmy Novels & Stories

“I’m telling you that’s not how we speak here. We don’t reject what keeps us alive. We don’t posture at the wall that’s already guarding us. If you’re staying, you learn our rules. Our first rule is simple: if Baylee says you’re ours, you’re ours. That’s not up for debate.” A low sound slipped from Jimmy. Not quite a growl. More… assessing. He stared hard at Collin for three silent heartbeats. Then he snorted. And let his shoulders drop half an inch. “All right,” he muttered. “There he is.” Collin blinked. “What.” Jimmy’s mouth twitched. “Was waiting for you to show me the teeth,” he said. “Didn’t want to find out you were soft.” Collin just stared at him.

When Lily is ready, I'll be ready to show her the truth. As I finish my breakfast, I sit and watch my best friend playing with what remains of her food. She isn't the type to waste a single crumb. She told me once that food was often so scarce when it was just her and her mom that she didn't feel comfortable wasting anything. Lily finally stabs a piece of sausage, and as she tries to put it in her mouth, Veronica's hand reaches across the table. She says something, shaking her head. Lily opens her mouth to say something, but Atticus squeezes the hand he is holding under the table, and without saying a single word, Lily lets the fork fall silently to the side of the plate. Whatever they are d

Darcie My ears started to ring. He wanted Charles to treat me badly. All because of a mistake I made. I barely knew Charles didn't like shrimp. I swear it. I felt my hands growing clammy and my heart raced. Arthur's hands leaned until his laps as he waited patiently for the entertainment bullying. This isn't right. This has gone too far.. “Arthur, I can't do it.” Charles speaks up, staring blankly. “This is bullshit.”

But my own plans, though seemingly more structured, were fraught with their own complexities and challenges. "I'm just planning on taking over my pack as the next alpha," I said, trying to sound confident and assured. Jules nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential prey. It was then that I noticed a new student approaching us, her head held high and her eyes blazing with defiance. She was unlike any other student I had seen—stubborn and strong-willed, with a fierce determination that radiated from her every pore. Jules, sensing an opportunity to assert her dominance, moved in to bully the newcomer, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. But the girl was no pushover, and soon a fier

"If you want to survive here, stay out of trouble—especially with the BB girls and Zachary." "BB girls? Who’s Zachary?" Lowering her voice, Olivia explained, "Zachary is Harrington’s biggest bully. And the BB girls? They’re our own mean girls—like the movie, but worse." Riley smiled nervously, hiding her sweaty palms. "I hope I never meet them."

I shake my head at him, is this going to be a confession? "It happened when we were in junior high school." We? Is this about me? I'm more than curious to know now. "There is this boy that used to hang out around you, and collect money and other stuff from you..." Of course, I remember that. Stanley used to be my biggest bully, but thankfully he suddenly left just before our senior year. Wait... Does Pierce have anything to do with it? "Well, one day, my parents travelled, so I invited him over to our house, and I beat him to a pulp and smashed his head with a baseball bat."

In their eyes, their friend has gone mad—why else would he kiss me? Suddenly, one of his friends whistles loudly with two fingers stuffed into his mouth. I recognize him as Henry Scampert. He has been relentless in his bullying ever since middle school. There was this one time he dipped my whole face in the toilet, and trust me, he didn't care that I was a girl. He still used all of his force. "Brandon!" He shouts. "Did you lose a bet or something?!" Brandon freezes before slowly putting me back down on the ground. I have no idea what could be going through his head. Despite this, I still hide behind him when Henry approaches us. Brandon glances down at me in return, and some emotion I can't

He was a creepy gothic-looking kid who was friends with just about everyone and never seemed particularly depressed despite his all-black attire. "You do?" Mrs Kendall looked confused. "Hmm. It says under the 'Don'ts' not to hit the bully. If someone bullied me, I wouldn't just hit them. I'd pin 'em down by their ears so they could look me in the eyes while I bit their nose off," he explained. "Okay, Felix." Mrs Kendall nodded and rolled her eyes. Nobody would dare bully Felix. 'I wish I were more like him,' Jamie thought. 'Why can't I be confident like him? Why can't I say those things?'

It was the first time as well that he could show her his small room. "Jim, you are so handsome," Bella teased, more to make the boy flustered because he looked endearing. "Thank you, sister," Jim replied with a shy voice. He was seven years old and had red hair that made him different from others. But he was bullied for this too. "Wow! Your room is so neat and my room is a mess. If you went to my house, you'll see," Bella said, looking around. Jim didn't reply to her, but a certain gleam passed through his eyes; a wish that he couldn't express.

Jimmy growled, his anger palpable. The tension escalated as I stood firm, my words hanging in the air like a challenge. Jimmy's face reddened with rage, his anger and indignation boiling over. "You think you can dictate what I do?" he sneered, but I cut him off, my voice unwavering. "I'm not asking you to think, I'm telling you. You shouldn't dare bully her ever again." I warned, My gaze never wavered, my eyes locked onto Jimmy's, daring him to push back.