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"Since I have a lot of reading to catch up on." She stared at me for a long second, unconvinced, and I forced myself to keep eating toast like the conversation wasn't happening. "Whatever." She finally let it go, though the look on her face said she wasn't actually done with the subject, just tabling it for later. "Anyway. Dad's numbers are up two points, which means he's insufferable, and Mom's stress-baking again, which means we're all getting banana bread whether we want it or not."

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?'

Gigi was nothing more than a dreamer, and my father would never approve of me being with someone like her. As I pondered how Gigi had gotten the courage to approach me, I couldn't help but wonder if it was my fault. Had I given her reason to think she had a chance with me? I shook off the thought and focused on the beautiful girl beside me. Jules was everything I could ever want in a girlfriend—pretty, caring, and always there for me. Though she was known to be a bully, she treated me like a prince and never took me for granted.

When the injection was finished, the nurse left, leaving only the person lying on the bed and consoling him. "Darling, be well. Don't cry anymore. It's not painful now, and it's better to have an injection, isn't it? Don't cry, don't get upset with Mommy, I love you so much..." "Mummy is a witch who specializes in bullying children. How awful, I don't want Mommy..." Bryan sadly wrapped his own body in blankets, crying as he spoke. "Mommy only wants your good, how can I be bad? How about mommy buys you your favorite Superman toy?"

With a voice full of rage, Eli pushed his plush teddy bear into the doorway. "How could you mention my mother? You are only to blame! Mom won't speak to Dad or me anymore. She says she's not my mother and we should come to you instead of her if we need anything. You bullied my mom, didn't you?" Noa snorted icily in response to his charge. "Hehe. Who could possibly bully your mom, given how tough she is?” She was aware of it. Czar has been so kind to her lately because he has had issues with Mya.

“The vampires killed your mother so that she couldn’t call the nearest pack for help. They knew that having a wolf on your side could cause trouble for them, so they took your mother down first.” Now that my memories were back, I knew that what Alex was telling me was true. Alistair had once told me himself that my mother, the mighty beta wolf, had been no match for three vampires. They had no use of her, so they had decided to kill her by dismembering her…and then they had dumped her out. But still, it wasn’t an easy fate to accept. I missed her…I missed her terribly. I wish there was some way for me to tell her once last time that I never hated her or my dad. That I was thankful for them s

Ella There are certain things nobody tells you about surviving weeks of anonymous harassment. For example, eventually your mother will decide the cure is pizza. Not therapy. Not meditation. Not a long conversation about feelings. Pepperoni. “I ordered two larges,” Mom announces from the kitchen. “And garlic knots.” Beckett looks impressed. “Mrs. James, I have always respected you, but this really takes our relationship to another level.” Mom points at him. “Don’t push it.”

“Mum, I went to see Helena. She’s back in town. I took her to the mall—” “The mall? All day? You didn’t think to call? I almost called the police!” Tessy dropped her bag and walked forward. “Mum, she needed me. She’s been through hell. I couldn’t leave her alone. You always taught me to stand by my friends—” “I also taught you responsibility!” Mrs. Adebayo snapped. “And your finals are around the corner. Do you think this drama of hers won’t affect you too? That trouble girl—”

But before I could object, my mom chimed in, her voice pleading. "Please, honey. It's my request. I don't want to see my sons fighting." I felt a twinge of guilt as I looked at my mom lying in the bed. She thought Oliver was her son, but little did she know that he was a monster who had hurt her. I couldn't say that to her, though. It would break her heart to know that the boy she raised was capable of such cruelty. So, I put on a brave face and agreed. "Okay, mom. We'll go and talk for you," I said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

She was already thirteen. She already knew about everything, so much so that she even knew more than Sabrina. "Mom, what do you mean when you say bully?" Sabrina was in tears as she shook her head. "No, I don't want that to happen." Aino comforted her mother instead. "Mom, if that truly happened, how would you still be able to see me? I certainly will resist them to death. I would also bite them to death. Therefore, if that truly was the case, they would be dead and I would also be dead in the end. However, look, Mom, I have returned safely now!"