Comebacks For Bullies Novels & Stories

"Sweetie, are you sure you're ready to go back today? You could take another day to…” "I'm fine, Mom," I interrupted, grabbing an apple from the counter. My voice came out steadier than I felt. "I need to go." She studied my face for a while, then nodded. "Just remember, honey, sometimes the best response to bullies is to rise above them." Rise above them? If only she knew what I was really planning. —— Walking through the school hallways felt like running a gauntlet. Every step I took was accompanied by whispers that followed me like shadows.

“My response will be nothing but biology. I’m not a fucking stone so of course I’m going to respond to sexual stimulation. But don’t for a second think it translates to any emotion other than disgust.” “You guys bullied my brother off the school, threatened and blackmailed me to be here after ruining my life. How could I ever want you three? You’re nothing but sad, pathetic bullies who feel some sort of power making other people miserable.” “Enough!” Logan growled, shooting up from the bed. I sat up, a taunting smile spreading across my face. “Why? Did I strike a nerve? Which part? pathetic bullies? Or the part where I declared I’d never want any of you.”

Derrick asked worriedly and she nodded. "Yeah.. just a slight issue" she said, letting our a gentle cough and he sighed, understanding whole scenario. "Angel, quit talking about dad okay?" Derrick said, turning to the young girl and she slowly nodded innocently, returning back to her seat at the front. "You should learn to be used to controlling yourself" Derrick said, rubbing the back of her palms and she nodded. "I'm sorry, that was unexpected" she said and he nodded. "It's fine.."

I've never apologized for being me - hot-tempered and mean - but for the first time in my life, there's an apology on my tongue. Am I turning soft? Well, who gives a shit?! "Look, I'm so—" "I don't want you to trick me!" Emilie blurts out, surprising me by speaking in a clear voice. I swear my eyes almost bulge out of their sockets, and Emilie isn't even done yet. She continues. "I...I can take the bullying, Brandon. It's not new to me. But you... you've been nice to me, and I...I like that. It feels like I have a friend now, and I'm...scared."

Two healthy hands against one injured one; the fight wouldn't be pretty. Empowered by her newfound courage, Melissa felt like all the grievances she'd swallowed came rushing out. "What are you even waiting for? Didn't you hear Frederick's words? Get lost! This ain't your office place." Fuming but speechless, Grace pointed a trembling finger at Melissa. It was a classic case of the bully getting a taste of their own medicine. When one person stood up to a jerk, it could inspire others to follow suit. That was exactly what happened in Team One of Timbergale Corporation. Witnessing Melissa, the perpetual target, finally roar back, everyone else who'd been on the receiving end of Grace's bullyin

You see, the previous week, I'd mentioned wanting a phone because it was weird that I didn't have one yet. The expression on his face was the same as ever; blank....indecipherable, so I decided to give up on the idea. And when I got bullied at school and fought back, yes...he reached exactly like I thought he would, and it made me feel shitty, and frustrated that he would rather correct me on fighting in school, than tend to my injuries... But a few days later, my bullies gave me a sudden apology, asking desperately that I forgive them and claiming they would never bully me again. Apparently, their parents suddenly turned on them and threatened to take away their phone privileges if they did

For a second, I couldn’t even breath. “Watch out, Sheryl. Why I always found kissing the floor?” Jacob Hoffman, one of those bullies, taunted teasingly. I couldn’t retaliate because it would worsen the situation for me. One thing that I learned from all these bullies is that they don’t like people talking back to them. More you talk back, more they find a way to torment you. “Are you cursing us, Sheryl?” John Fisher, another bully, asked me in the same taunting tone, but I was in so much pain to even register what they were saying.

She asked me. I let out a deep breath, closed my eyes to calm my shaking nerves. They didn't know that I really hated bullies. I have learned from the past in the werewolf world. Many had tried to bully me but when my wolf appeared, I became stronger. I learned to fight. Those who dared to bully me, will definitely be punished. But now that I am here in the human world, where I have to keep my identity hidden, bullies cannot be prevented. “Just let me go. I am telling the three of you. You will never like it when I'm mad.”

"I'll make sure you pay for it." She let out a scream. "Roberto! Bosco! Hold her down!" Roberto and Bosco stepped forward, grabbing my arms from behind to hold me back. Laura lunged at me, slapping me across the face. Pain flared through me. Slap after slap rained down on me. She landed a dozen blows. Blood filled my mouth, and my ears rang. Blood trickled from the corner of my mouth onto my collar while I pulled myself free. I pulled out my phone and dialed Aldo's number again.

I was devastated and afraid if the bullies will come back but what I’m more afraid if he’ll never come back. The bullies did come back but I know how to fight back now and I’m making friends that are good to me, and I’m doing excellent in school, that’s what matter to me even though he’s not by my side. But he came back, in high school. I was happy to see him again but he didn’t know me. He totally forgot me and day by day I watch as he become more famous to our school.