Novel & Cerita My Secret My Bully My Mates

People even started calling me a school bully and would go out of their way to avoid crossing paths with me. I didn't have a single friend, spending all my time alone instead. That only changed when I got to college—when Zoey lit up my world like a sun. I connected my phone to the projector in the room and pulled up all the chat logs Michael had sent anonymously to me, along with the photos of him kissing Zoey. With a look of sorrow and confusion, I turned to Zoey and asked, "Zoey, are you also fine with me flirting with other women?"

I locked myself in the farthest stall and slid down until I was sitting on the closed lid. With shaky fingers, I typed back. Riley: Who are you? Delete that right now. This is fucked up. The reply came almost instantly. Unknown: Someone who knows exactly what a dirty little secret you’ve been hiding. Bunny. I stared at the screen. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes My life was flashing before me: the group chats exploding, my parents finding out, Jake of all people laughing his arrogant ass off if it ever reached him. He’d never let me live it down.

He begged. “I’m sorry but I can’t help you. I'm useless.” I said trying to act concerned. Don’t get me wrong I was sad for him but everything that had happened between me and my friends, was because of him so excuse me for being a little angry. “I don’t know, be his friend again or do whatever you can but tell him to patch up with me or I’m telling your secret to everyone.” He sounded furious now. Here comes the dark side of Mateo Wyatt that finds pleasure in bullying and blackmailing others.

I feel like such a total idiot and they just let me. Suddenly, rage overpowered my embarrassment and I looked up to glare at both of them and slapped Gabrielle's hand away. These bloody student councils/Pandorgriff, are just a bunch of bullies. "What do you guys want?" "If you’re worried about us spilling your secrets then you have nothing to worry about. We are not interested and it's not worth our time." It was like being slapped by someone when Kevin(Leo) threw my words back at me when I said the same thing to them when I found out who they were.

I rather be mateless than be the laughing stock of the school. MATE !MATE !MATE! Gray shouted but I locked him out and looked at Bennett, and said "I would rather be mateless then be mates with a nerd like you" then walked away and back to where my parents. As I reached the stadium my mom did the unthinkable. She slapped me. I looked at her with wide eyes as she glared at me

I said. He tilted his head. “We are sharing another secret?” “Yes, and even more important as it can put Ray in real trouble.” I frowned, subtly regretting sharing. “Right, is this another secret shared as Allies or Mates?” “Mates.” I shrugged. He made a small smile. “Fine. To the grave, with me, it goes.”

More tears streamed down as Hazel slowly tore the letter open. "Hey Hazel Simons. Who do you think this is? One of your many secret admirers? Or a guy you have a crush on? Hey! You are not allowed to crush on any guy apart from me! I'm really writing this in the silliest way ever after all this is the first time I am doing it. It's me, Axel, your handsome and hot guy. Pretty head, I love you. I love you a lot. I have always loved you right from when I could recognize your face. You think of me as a bully, I know that but I am just doing that so I can stay relevant in your life for as long as possible. But hey! Are you this dumb? You can't be just a pretty head like I call you. You should hav

'MATE' If I could cry, this would be that moment. I was right; they were my mates. We were fated, mates. I yelped and jumped on them. Their laughter echoed softly in the quiet night, relief and joy laced in the sound. Their eyes shone with a mixture of pride and affection as they gazed at me, their sandy-coloured, blue-eyed she-wolf.

Drawing closer, I peered at it through narrowed eyes… and felt my stomach drop through the floor. There, taped to the bulletin board, was a single cracked lens—all that remained of my shattered glasses. And scrawled across it in bright red letters… RAPIST. My breath hitched in my throat as I took in the sight, my pulse pounding in my ears until it drowned out all of the other sounds around me. Then, over the distant roaring, I gradually became aware of soft snickering. I didn’t need to look up to know the source. I could already feel Heather’s cold gray eyes boring into me from across the cafeteria.

’’ He demanded, yanking me back towards him. ‘’You have your own secrets and I have mine.’’ I snapped, It had taken a lot of guts to be able to tell him about those bullies from school and even though I appreciated the fact that he cared enough to go after those girls, it's embarrassing that he keeps being the one to fly to my rescue each time.