The Youngest of Five

2 • The 5 and The Bully (Part 1)

Zorro's POV
Ugh I hate school. I usually stay to myself but there's always that one person who fucks with me and there's nothing I can do about it. I could tell my brothers but they'd probably just laugh at me. Loki pulled up to the school parking lot. "After this school year only two more years of this shit then I'm out." Loki said proudly. He turned 16 recently so he'll be a junior next year. Our school consist of grades 5th-12th. I was in 6th, Gabe was in 8th, and the twins were Freshman. Gabe walked me to my first period which was Math. He gave me a wedgie before patting me on the head. "Good Baby Brother." He said.

"Really Gabe?" I said undoing my boxers. He's such a dick I swear. I sat down in class and started taking notes.

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It's been 30 minutes and I was getting really antsy. I was tapping my pencil on my desk really hard and fast and I could tell that it was irking people around the room. I raised my hand and asked the teacher could I use the bathroom. He said yes so I left the room and walked around. I guess I was out for too long because I found myself in front of Kyle Jackson, a bully that's in Eight grade. He grabbed me by my shirt collar and held me against the locker.

Shit.

"Hey you should watch where you're goin dumbass." He said ferociously. I just looked down scared.

"Go ahead and hit me already fuckwad." I clenched my teeth. Kyle socked me in my jaw and I fell to the floor. "You-" I spat out blood, "You hit like a girl." He kicked me in the stomach a couple of times and then left me alone. Fuck. I ran into the nearest bathroom and started splashing water on my face. If my brothers find out about this I'm gonna be more dead than the presidents that the twins middle names are named after. I looked in the mirror fading in and out of consciousness. I was pretty fucked up. I was alert enough to hear someone come in the bathroom. My head was laying on the sink. I heard blasting music playing 'Panic! At The Disco'. Wait.

"What the hell are you doin in here nerd." I hear Dennis say. Dammit. I didn't dare respond. "Zorro Diego Lyon."

"Dennis Abraham Lyon."

I ran his patience to the max because he grabbed my shirt and put me up against the wall. Aw Shit, Here we go again. He put me back down to the floor but didn't release his grip. "I'm not mad... fuck who am I kidding I'm pissed the hell off! Who did this?!" I looked to the floor. "I ain't gonna ask again."

"It happened in gym class-"

He cut me off "Shut the hell up don't lie to me you have math first period and this isn't the first time we met up in the hallway because we can't stay still for long periods." Shit he's got me on lock.

"Okay, okay... I'm- There's- this guy-"

"Spit it out bitch!" Dennis yelled. I hated this side of him. He gets really aggressive and hits me a lot. But he didn't hit me, at least not yet.

"I've been being bullied recently." I whispered.

"What?!" He spat at me. I repeated myself and he released my shirt. He started poking at my forehead. "Who's did this!" It's sounded more like a demand than a question.

"Kyle Jackson, the eighth grader."

Dennis walked back and forth rubbing his chin. I was scared of what he might do. I was at a lost for words. "Please don't tell the others I swear I'll never hear the end off it." Truth be told, Dennis is the only one who thinks about what I say before doing something, and that can be good or bad depending on the situation. Dennis was still pacing back and forth. At this point I was sitting on the unsanitary bathroom floor with my head in my knees.

"That's what I'm gonna do." Dennis finally said stopping in his tracks. "That's exactly what the hell im gonna do. And no one can stop me." I was going to ask what he was going to do but questioning him in this state is gonna do nothing but piss him off even more. I felt two big hands pick me up by my arms and put me on my feet. Dennis doesn't play any sports, I'm pretty sure he's the least athletic out of all of us other than Track and Wrestling but that doesn't stop him from working out and becoming a whole foot taller than me. He handed me a wet paper towel and gave me his jacket. "Go back to class and keep that shit covered up. You'll be lucky if you get through the day without someone questioning you."

Thank God. He wasn't going to tell anyone. I obeyed my brothers command and got back to class right before the Bell rung. This is going to be a long day.

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It was the best time of the school day, Lunch. I had 5th period Lunch with everyone but Loki and honestly I wish I could trade him for Gabriel. I was at the table in the corner by myself as per usual when my friend Chris isn't here. I was mixing my mayonnaise and ketchup together to put on my chicken patty when a loud thud hit the table... two of them. Gabriel Sat next to me and the Twins sat across from us.

"I can't believe you right now Dennis." I put my head down.

"I said I knew what I was gonna do, not I wouldn't tell anyone." He retorted. He was right, he never did say that he wouldn't tell anyone. All because I can't fight back.

"Kyle Fuckin Jackson... I actually can't believe it," Gabriel said before looking at me. "I can't believe it. You need to learn how to fight back." I open my mouth to begin on my verbal slander of my older brother before he began talking again. "I'm gonna fuck him up. I know where he sits too." Gabriel got up from his seat.

"Gabe no, Please can one of y'all get him." I plead to the Twins. Dennis motioned Gabe to sit down. Jesse on the other hand just stared at me. It felt like his glare could cut off my breathing supply. "Jes, can you not?" I asked with a quivering tone. He just continued to stare. What the hell is up with him?