My Bully's Mom Novels & Stories

Axel curled his fingers into a fist as he spoke. His eyes were a blazing amber. I was terrified. What if Axel decided to kill me right in the forest? What if he buried my body in the earth and left it to rot? Will I ever be found? What will they tell my mum? “But my mum didn't kill yours. She only got involved with your father and…” “And they rubbed their madness in my mum's face. They drove her to suicide. Your mother frustrated my mum. She took her place! I will never forgive her! Each time I see you, I am reminded of the pain my mother went through because of your mother,” he fired furiously.

"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?'

My school bully. He would stop at nothing to ensure I left high school a deranged, crazy person. He was driving me insane every second of the day and I know he realized what he was doing. His breath left the hairs at the back of my neck standing, and as much as I wanted him to back off me because his prescence always made it feel like the bottom of my stomach was going to drop, I knew I wouldn't dare. No one could dare stand up to Dave Hallman. His father literally owns this school and half the state. Rumors had it that he even had some connections with dangerous, ruthless underground mafias.

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?"

"Mom, can you stop, please? People are watching..." "You should've thought of that before you came to hang out with this dirty thing in the first place. How could you stoop so low to..." "Just stop this, Mom. You can't bully her like that. I won't allow that..." "Then stay the hell away from her! I don't want to see you two together. I don't like her..."

“Watching a movie upstairs with Ella.” The knot in my chest loosens instantly. I freeze. Because that’s a weird reaction. A really weird reaction. Mom notices. Of course she does. Mothers are terrifying. “You okay?” “Fine.” She hums. That hum means she doesn’t believe me. Not even a little. “School’s been rough for Ella lately.” Guilt hits immediately. Hard. Because I know exactly why. Mom stirs something on the stove. “She’s such a sweet girl.” I stare at the label on my water bottle.

“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!"