Romans & histoires Bully Wade

“Do you have any idea how much your bullying has affected her? She was already weakened even after our mother’s death! Always scared, looking panicked when she had to talk to a strange man, living as if there was a war about to break out…” “It wasn’t just his bullying that made me like this!” Andy shouted, finally shushing her brother. “Listen, Aaron, I'm ready to tell you what really happened to me back then, but first, I need you to understand that Gabriel is not the villain in this story. I know this may be hard for you to understand, just as it was hard for me, but it's the truth. He has proven himself to be a good man and a good friend to me these past few months and that is why I am he

"You and your sassy mouth. Nothing fears you, not even the thought of you hanging to death in the next few hours. This is why I would make your death the most painful moment you have ever experienced in your entire life." Aria wanted to respond to him, but I was quick to butt in. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself, Wade? You walk all the way down from your golden seat to taunt a woman who is weak compared to you. Do you enjoy being such a bully?" "Shut up, you!" He growled at me. "I'm no bully; I am only teaching you both a lesson you deserve. Aria is a murderer." "And you aren't?" I pressed on.

"If you want to survive here, stay out of trouble—especially with the BB girls and Zachary." "BB girls? Who’s Zachary?" Lowering her voice, Olivia explained, "Zachary is Harrington’s biggest bully. And the BB girls? They’re our own mean girls—like the movie, but worse." Riley smiled nervously, hiding her sweaty palms. "I hope I never meet them."

"He's not that bad. We gotta give him a chance. You guys are my best friends, and he's my mate. That's life now" Adam nods, which makes John agree. "Alright. Monday, we apologize." "No more bullying, no more physical shit. But also uh. I'm not ready to be out yet. And I don't think he wants people to know we're mates yet. So it stays between us for now" "Got it" Jake nods. "Sure thing" Adam murmurs. "Why are you obsessed with him? He's small, sassy, and mean" John's brows furrow. "He's hot, needs an attitude adjustment, and he's mine. Don't question it "I murmur.

“Just try to stay away from him." “Oh, okay, sis she said and took a deep breath. I am trying to keep Sherry calm because she always worries about her bully. Yes, all of us girls are bullied by the gang that is Wade is mine, Derrick aka D-Man is Sherry’s, Ryan is Samie Marie, Will is Vanessa aka Nessie, and finally, Wyatt Richardson is Sammy, Wade's cousin. Is it strange, really? Why do all of us have a bully? How about that, they are all freaking friends. Being sarcastic. Cherry thought.

I kicked the other one in the chest, sending him crashing into a crate. Adrenaline burned through me. I was outnumbered, but I didn’t care. I threw a punch at the leader, but before I could land it, he raised his gun and aimed straight at my head. “Enough,” he hissed. I froze, breathing hard. The sound of the gun cocking echoed around us. I could feel Ives’ eyes on me, silently begging me not to move. The leader stepped closer. “You think you’re strong because you're a Wade,” he said coldly. “But your name means nothing here. Tell your father that if he doesn’t sign what we ask, he’ll lose his son.”

Trying. Always trying. Then Colt opened his mouth. “Careful, Beck!” His voice echoed through the gym. Half the school turned. “Cinderella might lose a shoe.” Laughter erupted. Real laughter. The ugly kind. The kind meant to embarrass. I saw Ella flinch. Actually flinch. And something inside me snapped. Not cracked. Not shifted. Snapped. Tyler laughed beside him. “Nah. Wrong story. Cinderella became a princess.” More laughter. Then—

“Stupid old woman. They don’t look where they are going” Emelda kept her cool for some time until she couldn’t endure it. Why would he call her a stupid woman? She knew she was old enough to be his grandmother. What if she had looked but didn’t see them coming, or had an eye problem and couldn’t have seen anything from afar? What if? She asked him. “I am sorry. I agree with you,” Donald said. Emelda had been learning his temperament but it seemed the more she learned the cloudier it got. He could be apologetic sometimes, she agreed, but it didn’t make him less of a bully; and it never meant he wouldn’t repeat it next time.

My school bully. He would stop at nothing to ensure I left high school a deranged, crazy person. He was driving me insane every second of the day and I know he realized what he was doing. His breath left the hairs at the back of my neck standing, and as much as I wanted him to back off me because his prescence always made it feel like the bottom of my stomach was going to drop, I knew I wouldn't dare. No one could dare stand up to Dave Hallman. His father literally owns this school and half the state. Rumors had it that he even had some connections with dangerous, ruthless underground mafias.