The Bully's addictions

chapter 9

I woke up with a pounding headache, it was precise because I didn't get enough sleep last night, he had even found his way into my dreams to torment me...

I looked like I had survived a war, dark smudge were under my eyes, my eyes looked dull and my face was awfully pale...

Before yesterday my roo was my save heaven, where I could cry, console myself whenever he had hurt me...

But he destroy it last night when he broke in...

I still remember when I first saw him, it has been back then in middle school , I was only eleven and he'd be thirteen, he was the new boy with beautiful green eyes who had just moved to town and everyone had wanted to be friends with him.

But he always stayed by himself quietly, almost all the girls in my class had a crush on him and I wasn't exempted

I had also wanted to become his friend just like everyone else , on that faithful day in the cafeteria, I could still remember vividly, I hadn't been watching where I was going and I bumped into him spilling my orange juice on his shirt...

I had just begun to apologize when he shoved me away so roughly that I fell to the hard floor

"Are you blind!" He'd yelled, he fist were clenched as he stared at me in pure anger

I felt bad for myself right then when the whole school burst laughing

"I.i'm sorry" I whispered unwilling tears about to escape from my eyes

"Watch where you are going next time fatty" he sneered before storming off, the last part of his words drew more laughter and snickers from other kids

I remembered crying the entire day at home and wouldn't eat anything, I had blame myself for not watching my steps and manage to annoy him, but he also shouldn't have said those mean things to me.

The next day the other kids started to pick on me calling me names, it continued for several days until even my friends began to avoid me, non of them wanted to be linked with the fat girl, or a girl Mark doesn't like.

One of the boys I couldn't remember his name went even as far as hitting me so badly against the desk while the others laughed as they watched

I remembered running to the bathroom and cried my eyes out, I refuse to come out until the teacher search for me...

Later that same day, Mark had gotten into a fight with the boy who had hit me, I remembered he'd looked so angry as he kept delivering cruel kicks and blow to the boy...

The look on his face had terrified me, he looked like he enjoyed every bit of pain he inflicted on the boy

He'd announced right then that no one was allowed to bully me or hurt me, in that moment he was my hero, my knight in shining armor only that I had be sadly mistaken...

He only wanted to inflict every pain on me himself...

I was the only one he seems to despise a lot and I spend a lot of my night wondering what I ever did to offend him apart from spilling my juice on him which I already apologized for...

He made sure to ridicule and embarrass me publicly with every opportunity, I had no friends, the teachers weren't paying attention or they just didn't care, Dad was always traveling, even my few times I had told mum but she always brushed it aside without a serious mind to it, she always used this words "it just part of the school, it will stop before you know it"
Only it didn't, it only got much worse

From then on , I kept everything he did to me to myself , it was just bottles up inside of me, when middle school was over, I had thought I would gain freedom and would finally...but it once again was a sad misconception on my part
We were quite rich, Dad's job was producing enough income, I had told them then that I wanted to transfer to another school but they had refused, they kept talking about how Winny bridge was the best high school around and I would have a bright future there, what they didn't know was that I only wanted to leave because of Mark...