Falling For My Bully Novels & Stories

He sat on the floor and lit a cigarette, his eyes studying Saul, who had fallen onto the floor after losing the support of his legs. “I’ve never bullied anyone who didn’t deserve it in my life, Saul. I also never bully those who are below me. Honestly, you fit those two criteria, but…you’re a special case. You’re a special case because you fancied yourself a mother*cking bad*ss. You’re so f*cking bad*ss that you dared hire a hitman to shoot my girlfriend behind her back—my f*cking girlfriend!!”

Curtis squeezed my arm tighter and pushed me into the bathroom. Laura started becoming more aware of what was happening, “Curtis stop please.” I felt like Laura knew more than me at that moment and had an idea of what Curtis was up to and I twirled to look at her. Curtis saw this and shoved me into the bathroom door frame. I felt the back of my head hit and I fell to the floor. Curtis walked over to a bag that I hadn’t seen sitting on the floor. I was barely able to move when I saw him pull out a syringe and walk toward Laura.

he sneered, his tone dripping with contempt. Before he can erupt into mocking laughter, I strike first, making him yell out in agony. I stomp on his foot with all my might. Take that! I swiftly turn and make a hasty exit, feeling no remorse. -o0o- My world is spinning out of control, the dizziness threatening to consume me, and my appetite is nonexistent. The cruel taunts of my coworkers are nothing new, but the used tissue deliberately tossed onto my table is the final straw. I'm a ticking time bomb, ready to unleash my fury, but I force myself to remain calm, to ignore the petty bullying. My mind is a jumble of thoughts, each one more terrifying than the last.

He is the reason why I am fucking starving right now! This is humiliating. If the people I bullied before would see me like this they would probably held a party to celebrate my fucking downfall. I was already next in line when someone bumped me that made me fall onto the ground and my atm card flew on the edge of the tiled floor that made it break into to two. My eyes widened in shock while seeing how my atm got broken. What...the hell?

To give a brief flashback, let me take you back to my pathetic damn sad story. First year: I was bullied like a complete dickhead, that nothing good I do made anyone happy, they didn't even fucking cared that I was a living human, but that wasn't the climax, hell no!. The climax was my father, the only family I had left, dying and leaving me behind all alone, but life, fucking life finally became absolutely shitty and pointless when I found out that the fucking one I dated, only dated me so that he could learn all my secrets and sell me off to the freaking bullies, that was the finally draw...

She felt apprehensive and agitated by the cold vibe he emitted as his comments reverberated throughout the lift. Daisy tried to push him away with her one hand which was not avail. She cowered in terror, her eyes wide as a startled deer, as if even a gentle breeze could make her vanish. His chilly voice was so powerful that it made her tremble as if he were a terrifying ghost. In all this situation they did not feel that the lift had already stopped “What, got scared” Harper lifts his eyebrows and mocks the girl; “You are getting out of line Mr. William”

“Since when do you want to rip my clothes off?” “The first day I saw you in college,” I confessed, my voice filled with sincerity. “You’re such a pervert.” She giggled and her laughter was music to my ears. “No, a bully who is madly in love with this girl,” I said, twirling her around, reveling in her laughter. “Yeah, you’re right. Now I know what happens when a bully falls in love.”

“Stupid old woman. They don’t look where they are going” Emelda kept her cool for some time until she couldn’t endure it. Why would he call her a stupid woman? She knew she was old enough to be his grandmother. What if she had looked but didn’t see them coming, or had an eye problem and couldn’t have seen anything from afar? What if? She asked him. “I am sorry. I agree with you,” Donald said. Emelda had been learning his temperament but it seemed the more she learned the cloudier it got. He could be apologetic sometimes, she agreed, but it didn’t make him less of a bully; and it never meant he wouldn’t repeat it next time.

I pressed on and he sighed. “Alright… I uhm. I used to be a bully in school…” he said and I smiled. “Like the good bully or bad bully?” I asked, causing him to raise an eyebrow. “What the heck is good bully?” “The kind of one you do to someone who's so dumb..you know what I'm talking about right?” “Alright ... .I was a bad bully who almost killed a boy who was on scholarship in our school…And now the video was sent to me, not only that....I didn’t know someone would release it publicly,” Vincenzo continued, his voice low and tense.

Tawny lost her composure and took a few steps back, stepping on the trash can causing her to slip and fall. Anger, despair, heartache, and loss instantly filled her heart. Tawny cried uncontrollably. "Dad, why are you bullying my mom?" Aaron pouted, using all his strength to pull his mother up. Lucas was in the bathroom and heard the crying from outside, so he rushed over. "Mom." Lucas saw his mother fall and ran over, "Mom, why did you fall?" Looking at Leonard's helpless and pained expression, Lucas thought he was bullying his mother.