The Effects of Bullying

by memoranda

This is for all you victims. Never, ever, give up. Never give in to what the bullies say. You are special and irreplaceable. Some one out there cares about you. Don't worry. To the bullies: What could you possibly hope to gain? (Guys, the rest of 16 is up. I messed up, but it's fixed now. There's a happy ending, I swear! D:)

2. Practice what you preach

Hey, guys! Thank you all so much for the reviews! :3 *gives cookies to Zelda12343, Shadow-Gaze14, ZeldaLove Akira-Chan, Hetaliapasta90, AngelSunshine, and Any59*

So, I tthink I made my message pretty clear last chapter, so I'm not going to rant like I did. ^_^ I don't know exactly what made me write this, but I did anyway. I think I was just thinking about the new movie, "Bullies", and how not a lot of kids can see it because it's rated 'R', so, I thought I should take a stand and at least let the Hetalia fans know what kids and teenagers are going through. So, yeah.

Crack pairings for the win. XD Imma try not to use CanLiet. I just made that up. It looks like that, and you can take it how you want to. Crack pairings are fun to write. :3

Physical Bullying

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Toris gazed over the crowd of people, trying to make sure that he wasn't folling him to his locker. What did Toris do to deserve what he did to him? The brunette boy was covered in scars and bruises, courtesey of that violet-eyed psycopath. Bullying Toris was a favorite past-time of Ivan.

Toris shuddered at the thought of his name. The Russian boy loved to torment the poor Lithuainian. Sometimes his insane sister joined in on the 'fun'.

Toris reached his destination. He turned the lock back and forth, entering his combination. The locker door swung open. Toris shoved his writing utensils into his bright orange backpack when a gloved hand flew out and slammed the door. Toris jerked back his hand just in time to spare his fingers, but nothing prepared him for the blow to his stomach.

Toris doubled over and moaned in pain. The hand grabbed a fistful of his chestnut brown hair and forced his head up. Shaking, Toris gazed fearfully into the purple eyes of Ivan. "Hello, Toris. Ready for our little playdate?" he asked, giggling. Now, if it was one thing a tall, muscular, generally creepy man-boy should NOT do, it was giggle. Ivan's voice was way too high to be considered normal. Maybe his mom fed him helium balloons when he was a baby.

"Uh, n-no, I-Ivan, I-I'm n-not r-ready," Toris stuttered. "I-I l-left s-some...t-things a-at m-my house t-that I n-need b-before we...um, 'play'." Toris knew all too well what the silver-haired boy meant by 'play', and he was not excited.

"Aww, that's too bad! Oh, well. You can go without them, just for today," Ivan said, grinning sadisticly. And with that, Ivan dragged Toris through the double doors of the school, past the soccer field and behind the school building.

When Ivan let go of Toris' hair, the boy froze and fiddled with the front of his green T-shirt timidly. Toris knew better than to run; Ivan would hurt him more if he made a break for it.

While Ivan readied his 'plaything', meaning a heavy metal pipe, Toris looked through the alleyway and saw Ivan's beautiful little sister, Natalya. Heartless as she was, Toris couldn't help but feel attracted to her beauty, even though she scared him. With a whooshing sound, Ivan slammed the pipe into Toris' arm. "You were staring at my sister again, Da?"

Gritting his teeth so he didn't cry out, Toris clentched his eyes and shook his head. "Nyet. Do not lie to me, Toris," Ivan sang happily while hitting him in the back. Toris shook his head more firmly. "I-I was looking a-at...Lixie," he lied. Lixie was the Polish girl who liked to wear boy clothes and be call Felix. People called her Lixie as a nickname.

"Nyet, you hesitated. You were looking at Natalya." A flash of silver and a cracking sound made Toris collapse to the ground, biting his tounge so hard it bled, clutching his leg; Ivan seemed to have broken it. Tears of pain rolled down his face, and he silently begged someone, anyone to get help.

"Aw, you are not crying, are you?" Ivan giggled in mock concern, crouching next to his victim. "I was only getting started!" He punched Toris on the arm, causing a bruise to immediately spring there. "Hmm," he mused, staring at Toris' face. "I think you need some work done!"

Ivan withdrew a long, sharp knife from his coat pocket, where the teachers couldn't confiscate it. Running the blade gently over his thumb, he pressed the tip on Toris' cheekbone and slowly dragged it across his face. Toris whimpered in pain as he felt the blood drip down his chin and fall with a plop onto his shirt collar. The thin cut burned in the spring air.

"I-Ivan, p-please, st-stop!" Toris pleaded, clentching and unclentching his fists even though he had no intention of attacking the boy. "Begging, now, are we?" Ivan made a tutting noise with his teeth. "That is a sign of weakness. You should know better by now, da." He lifted the trembling boy with one hand by the scruff of his neck and threw him against the wall. Toris let out an involuntary cry of pain and shock; it was good for him that it was quiet.

Toris lay on his side, gasping for the air that seemed to have left him. A foot swung out of nowhere, hitting him directly in the ribs. Toris yelped, curling into a compact ball. the whole side of his face was scarlet due to lying in a puddle of his own blood. Not wanting the cut to be infected, Toris slid his hand under his cheek, blocking it from the pathogens that were swarming him on the ground. The boy coughed into his knees, and they were stained with crimson. His green eyes swam with tears. "What did I ever do to you, Ivan?" His voice was soft and sad, but not trembling.

Ivan grabbed the back of his shirt with one of his meaty hands and lifted him up again. "You are weak. You are pathetic. You should die. If killing was not illegal, I'm sure someone would have already killed you so I would not have to," he hissed into Toris' ear. For once, Ivan's voice was not happy; Ivan's voice was angry.

Toris went limp, hoping Ivan would drop him. Instead, he tossed the boy against the dumpster. A loud noise resounded in the alleyway when Toris' body made impact with the metal box, simalar to the sound a church bell makes when it is hit. Please, Toris thought. Please, let anyone hear that. Please. Toris slowly shuffled backwards, trying to squeeze in the crack between the wall and the dumpster. "Now you are trying to hide?" Ivan chirped, happy once again.

Ivan grabbed the foot that was broken and dragged Toris into the clearing. Toris let out a muffled yell of pain into his bloodstained shirt. "No screaming, da?" Ivan sang, stuffing a random napkin into Toris' mouth. Ivan probably picked it out of the dumpster. At least it wasn't a banana peel.

It was ironic that Toris was just thinking of banana peels, considering that someone had placed one in Ivan's path. As he released Toris and fell backwards with a look of shock on his face, a girl that Toris had only walked past in the halls stepped protectively in front of him, facing Ivan. She was wearing a red hoodie and her long dark blonde hair was tied into two pigtails and secured with two red ribbons. "Ivan, why are you hurting Toris?" she asked in a voice that was no more than a whisper.

Ivan looked up, confused. "Who are you?" The girl sighed. "I'm Maddie. We're in the same geography class. You keep sitting on me," she explained. "You are sure, da?" In a tone that suggests she was rolling her eyes, Maddie replied, "Yes. Now get out of here and feel lucky that I'm not calling the police."

Ivan glared at the girl, and Toris imagined her glaring right back. Soon, Ivan got up and walked away, laughing in that creepy way of his. "Kolkolkolkolkol..."

When Ivan walked out of sight, Maddie crouched next to Toris. "Are you okay?" she asked kindly. Toris shook his head. "I don't know. I think he broke my leg. I don't think I can walk."

Maddie smiled comfortingly at him and brought out a bandage. "I always carry one of these around with me. I tend to trip over myself," she said as she wrapped it tightly around his ankle. Gingerly flexing it, she asked, "Does that feel better?"

The pain was still there, but it was muted greatly. "Yes. Thank you," Toris said, ducking his head so she wouldn't notice him softly crying. "Are you sure you're okay? Do you need a hug?" Maddie asked, trying to catch his gaze. Overwhelmed, Toris embraced his savior, sobbing into her shoulder. "It hurts. It hurts so bad," he whimpered. Every inch of Toris was throbbing. Why did Ivan do this to him? "Shh," she comforted. "It's all over now..."

After a while, Maddie said, "Come on." Toris looked at her. "Where are we going?" Maddie smiled. "You're going to the nurse. I'm going to the office to teach Braginski a lesson."

Toris shook his head. "No! What if-...What if he-...?" Maddie gently looped Toris' arm around her shoulder and helped him stand. "This shouldn't go by unnoticed. Ivan needs to stop. If he isn't turned in, he can keep doing this to you all he wants. I know you're scared," she said softly. "But if it makes you feel better, I'll turn in my ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend, too." Toris looked at Maddie, who was slowly helping him limp along. "What did they do to you?" He looked away, muttering, "Never mind. It's none of my business."

"It's alright," the Canadian said. "My Ex lied to me and his girlfriend verbally hurt me. I-I was kinda afraid of doing that sooner, but I really should practice what I preach."

The two emerged from the dark alleyway, blinking in the sunlight. "Hi, Toris!" Lixie called, oblivious to Toris' pain. Coming closer, the cross-dresser stopped short. "Ohmigosh, is she, like, your girlfriend?"

"No, Felix. She's not my girlfriend," was Toris' dull response. "Ohmigosh, you're like, sooo down today! Like, what's wrong? Oh, BTW, I love your shirt! Is it designer?" the ever-bubbly Lixie gasped. To her, the bloodstains were drops of paint artfully splattered across the T-shirt. "Hey, what's wrong with your foot? Ohmigosh, it's Ivan again, isn't it?" Lixie babbled as she bounced in their wake. "OHMIGOSH, LIKE, I AM SOOOO GOING TO PUNCH THAT DUDE ALL THE WAY TO WARSAW AND BACK, LIKE TOTALLY!" She caught sight of Ivan and Natalya glaring at them from a distance. "BRAGINSKI, IMMA KILL YOU!" she shrieked. Maddie grabbed the back of her shirt with one hand to stop her from charging them.

Toris didn't know whether to be exasperated or amused by his friend. Maddie was chuckling quietly to herself.

"Hey, Felix, can you get my stuff from my locker and bring it down to the nurse's office?" Toris asked quietly, internally wincing at the volume of her voice. Lixie stopped fighting and saluted. "Like, you can totally count on me!" she exclaimed. Lixie gave Toris a one-armed hug. "Imma knock that dude into tomorrow...Aww, yeah, Braginski's gonna pay..." she ranted to herself as she headed off to carry out the quest Toris had sent her on.

When the remaining two reached the nurses office, Maddie did her best to explain, and then left for the office to fill out two bullying slips. The nurse, whom everyone called Ms. Kat because both her names were diffucult to pronounce, was shocked at this news. "Oh, I can't believe my precious Ivan would do this! He was always such a quiet, thoughtful child!" she exclaimed tearfully. "Ivan is your son?" Toris guessed. "No, he is my baby brother!" Ms. Kat replied, fumbling with a kit full of Band-aids. (I don't own those. ^_^) "I shall have a nice little chat with him today!" she declared, an angry expression taking over her normally either happy or crying face.

After fixing what she could, she told Toris that he might have to go to the hospital to get a real cast when Lixie burst in and hopped onto the empty space next to Toris, his neon orange bag swinging carelessly from her manicured fingers. "Hiya, buddy!" she exclaimed, ruffling Toris' hair. "You all fixed up?" Brushing strands of brown hair out of his eyes, he answered, "Almost."

Ms. Kat hung up the phone; she called his parents. "Okay, you mom will be here to pick you up, okay?" Lixie whined, "Awww, you get to leave?" Toris explained, "Felix, I have to go to the hospital and get a cast. My leg is broken."

"Seriously? I though, it was like, sprained, or something!" Lixie cried, poking his ankle. "Felix, that hurts!" Toris gasped as a shot of pain laced through him. "Ohmigosh, I'm, like, SO uber sorry, Toris!"

"It's alright," he said quietly. Toris smiled. Lixie was usually so shy around other people, so it was good to see her yelling at an intimidating person like Ivan for his own sake. Toris closed hie eyes and sighed. He was so tired.

Toris looked at Lixie on a sudden whim. Lixie was on her back, rocking back and forth with her legs in the air. "Wh-what are you doing? he exclaimed. Lixie stopped for a second. "I, like, have no idea," she giggled and continued rocking.

The intercom went off. Principal Rome's voice said in a formal way that was not his own, "Would Ivan Braginski, Gilbert Belichscmidt, and Elizabeta Hedevarity please come down to the front office? Thank you." (Lol. Spelling fail. XD)

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With Maddie

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Maddie stood by the principal nervously, wondering how she was going to pull this off. Principal Rome, whom everyone just called Grandpa Rome, couldn't tell Maddie's tension, but the vice princiapl, Mr. Germania, reassured her, "Don't worry, Madeline. You're doing the right thing." Maddie nodded, straining her smile. "Thank you, Mr. Germania."

The door to the office opened, revealing a silver-haired, red-eyed albino boy, his hands stuck in his pockets and slouching in the most nonchalant possible. "Whassup, Gramps?" Gil said. "Yo, Birdie." Maddie flushed. Crossing her arms across her chest, she whispered, "Don't call me that." Elizabeta and Ivan walked in next.

"Ivan, will you please wait in the hallway?" Grampa Rome said. It was scary for Maddie to be this close to the principal when he was like this; he's almost never angry. When he exited, Grandpa Rome said, "Do you two know why you're here?"

Gil made a sudden eye contact with Elizabeta. "Nope," he said.

He lied again.

Maddie shook her head. "Tell the truth, Gilbert," she commanded in a feirce voice. She added spitefully, "For once in your life."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Birdie."

"Yes, you do." Maddie could feel uncontrollable anger wash through her, and she took a deep breath. "If I didn't find out for myself, how much longer would you have led me on?"

"Lead you on? Wait, were we dating? Gosh, you're just so easy to forget about," Gil grinned. He knew he would pay dearly for his moment of fun, but he decided it was worth it.

Mr. Germania was furious. "Gilbert, you will show respect to women, or, so help me, I will-" Gilbert cut in. "Just because you're my actual Gramps doesn't mean you can push me around, old man," he inturrupted with a lazy roll of his crimson eyes. "And is that really a woman? I can't tell," he gestured to an infuriated Maddie.

Maddie glared at the two. "Permission to knock him into oblivion?" she asked Grandpa Rome with out turning. "Sorry, Maddie. That'd get us both in trouble." Maddie sighed. She would very much like to hit him.

Mr. Germania turned to Maddie. "He's being difficult. Would you like to leave?" Maddie nodded, hiding her eyes behind her bangs. "Thank you."

"Hey, while you're out, go get some self confidence. Maybe you'll be able to make friends," Gilbert called out to her retreating back. Maddie closed the door- she would've dearly loved to slam it- and walked to the bathroom where she locked herself into a stall. Curling up on the floor, Gil's harsh words echoed in her mind, and Maddie cried.

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With Toris

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"Hey, like, Ivan's gonna get what's coming to him!" Lixie said happily. "Cool," Toris said distractedly. He thought he saw Maddie walk past, and she didn't look alright. "Hey, Lixie- er, Felix, would you go make sure Maddie's okay?"

Lixie frowned at him, confused. "Like, who's Maddie?"

Toris facepalmed. How was it this easy to forget the girl? She wasn't invisible. "The girl who helped me." When he got another blank look, he sighed and said, "My girlfriend." Maddie wasn't his girlfriend, and most likely wasn't going to be, but Lixie wouldn't remember her any other way. Lixie grinned. "Oh, yeah, her." Smirking, she left to go find Maddie.

"Oh, Madeline is your girlfriend?" Ms. Kat asked happily. Toris blushed. "No, but Lixie has the attention span of a goldfish and isn't likely to remember her any other way." Ms. Kat smiled. "Whatever you say." Toris shook his head franticlly. "No, no, it's not like that! I promise!" Ms. Kat laughed. "I know. I'm just teasing you."

Toris smiled, relaxing.

Lixie came in leading a puffy-eyed Maddie by the hand. "Maddie! What happened?" Toris exclaimed. Maddie sat next to Toris, buried her face in his shoulder and cried. "It was something that albino rat said," Lixie said, spitting out the word like it was posion. Maddie seemed to be focusing on her breathing. She took a few deep breaths and wiped her eyes. "H-he said I'm t-too easy t-to f-forget. Th-that n-no one c-can tell th-that I-I'm a girl. Th-that I sh-should f-find s-some s-self confidence a-and m-maybe p-people would w-want t-to be my f-friend."

Toris was shocked. Someone actually told that to someone as shy and lovable as Maddie? They must be crazy!

Toris gently brushed her bangs away from her wire-rimmed glasses. "We're your friends," he said kindly. "Yeah, like, totally! Don't listen to that totally un-awesome dude!" Lixie supplied.

Maddie choked out a mixture between a laugh and a sob and pulled both of them into a hug. A flash of light made the three of them jump. Ms. Kat took a picture.

"Ms. Kat, what are you doing?" Toris asked. She smiled and said, "The school needs to know about this! We should have an assembly, and then I can put this in a slide show so everyone can know how much bullying hurts! You two are so brave!"

The two shook their heads. They didn't want to be embarrassed in front of the whole school. "Can't you get pictures from somewhere else?" Maddie asked beseechingly. Ms. Kat shook her head. "No! It's much more heart-breaking when they see how terribly their fellow classmates have been treated right in front of them!"

Toris nodded in defeat. "I guess she's right..."

Lixie said, "Can you, like, edit me out?"

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Crack pairings. Gotta love 'em. XD

So, again, if you need to talk to me, my PM box is always open! I don't bite, and I don't share what you said to anyone. Except for the voices in my head.

...Don't worry.

They're nice.

XD

Lol. I'm joking.

Yes, I called Fem!Poland Lixie. It sounds funny. :3

Yeah. I'm not actually trying to make CanLiet a pairing. I agree that it's uber weird. I don't like it either. XD It's funny, though.

What other crack pairings do you like? 030

Review, please!