Don't hate me, okay. Bella was bullied at her old school. It was really bad. Let me know what you think. Also, this story contains strong language and mature scenes.
A quiet sob escaped me and before I knew what was happening to me I woke up in cold sweat at 5 am. Tears streamed down my cheek. Those memories were hunting me. I closed my eyes, recalling my every nights dream.
I turned to face my torturer and swallowed hard when his blue eyes met mine. His jeans hang loose and low and his dark hair stood out from his head . Matthew Jonson was without a doubt one of the best looking guys at Philson High, but his personality sucked.
"Don't!" My voice sounded weak and that's exactly how I felt at the moment. Weak. Useless. I was a burden to my Renee.
"You're nothing but a fat, ugly whore. No wonder you have no friends, Swan. You reek of shit and piss." He hit me with his dark boots. Matt was furious and I was an easy target. Shy, lonely Isabella Swan. If I had friends, they would protect me, but there was no one that would help me. He leaned down and whispered to me, "I have a really bad day, Isabella. You wanna know why?" He slapped me across the face.
"Stop it, please."
"But we have so much fun together, don't you think. I still have to tell you why I'm having a bad day, right?" His cold breath tickled against my skin.
"Brownie broke up with me this morning because she thinks that I care for you." I gasped. No, he didn't mean me, right? He hated me since the very first time we had met.
"What do you think, Swan? Do you think I would care for someone like you?" I shook my head. No. My eyes fluttered shut for a moment. I couldn't move and prayed that somebody was going to find me. He grabbed my ponytail, yanked my hair back and said, "You will do what I say, bitch. Right now I want you to answer me, do you understand?" I had no other choice but to agree with him.
"Good girl. Now, answer the damn question." I was about to open my mouth when we heard loud footsteps. He cursed under his breath before the door was opened.
"What are you doing, young man? Shouldn't you be in class right now?"
"Hello, Mrs. Smith. I have a free period. Isabella thought it would be fun to show me the girl's bathroom."
"Is that true, Miss Swan? You know the rules. No boys are allowed in the girl's bathroom."
"I didn't do it."
"Well, it seems that I've no other choice. I'll see you after school in detention, Miss Swan."
"Detention?"
"Did I stutter, Miss Swan?" I shook my head.
"As for you Mr. Jonson, you're free to go. I must apologize for Miss Swan's behaviour."
"It's alright, Mrs. Smith. I'm sure it won't happen again. Isabella is a lovely girl. She knows that it wasn't right to bring me here."
"I hope so, Mr. Jonson. I hope so." She glared at me even though it hadn't been my fault. Matt let out a low chuckle. He shot me a nasty look before leaving me alone with Alora Smith. She had an aversion to me since freshman year and this was the perfect opportunity to punish me.
"Now, Miss Swan. You should leave as well. I'm sure you don't want to be late for class." It wasn't the first time I had those memories and it wouldn't be the last.
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