Diaper Bully の小説・ストーリー

I nodded. " I didn't mean to do that. It's just, I was so tired of the bullying. He smiled at me. " Some bullies deserve everything they get" he said before waving his hand over the liypad. It transformed back into my bully. She backed away from me and into him.

I smirk. “That's fucking crazy.” “That's not something someone should say after I got your bully off your back and also bought this hospital for you.”

It just happens to some people around here. And I gave her the little letter back, that was how our conversation began back and forth. Some people?? what did they do? what did you do? Apparently, nothing. they just find it fun you know. It's no big deal. they just find it fun? do you mean they actually bully people around here? does he bully you? no. Is that the reason you don't want to be seen with me? because you're being bullied and afraid you'll taint my image??

Jeremy pov: As I sat crying in the sand, the big boy looked down on me with amusement. "Hey, little boy. What do you think of yourself?" He sneered, pushing me down even harder. “Pwease, let me go… Mommy!” I called out for my mom, hoping she would come to my rescue. But as the tears streamed down my face and my nose ran, I felt hopeless and alone. That is until a small, confident voice rang out, cutting through the laughter and jeers of the bullies.

Finally, I ended up falling on the floor. Looking up, I see Sandy, Cindy, and Mark standing there. Keith walks up to me with a trash bag and dumps flour all over me. I looked up at him, and he was smiling down at me. "Happy Birthday, Loser!" He said and walked away. Keith is our Alpha’s son. A big bully in my life. "I can't believe he would throw flour on you! I'm going to beat his ass. No! I'm going to have Derek beat his ass. You know he hates when Keith bullies you. " Kate said

His pulse refused to slow down. *Pathetic.* That was the word for this. For all of it. Three years of being humiliated by someone and still, still, lying in bed every morning hoping for one more glimpse of him before school forced them back into their assigned roles .... bully and joke, golden boy and punchline. Ezra had never told anyone. Not Sophie. Not his mother. Some secrets you buried so deep they became part of the foundation, load-bearing walls holding up everything else, and you learned to live around the shape of them instead of ever digging them out.

A tear slips down my cheek and I swipe it away with my hand. “Come here, baby girl,” my dad pushes his chair out and holds his arms out for me to come to him. I haven’t sat in my father’s lap in years, but it feels so good when I curl up as he wraps his arms around me and holds me tight, “People can be such assholes, Ella. They bully other people to make themselves feel good because they are lacking something themselves.”

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

I allowed her time to relax before holding her face to mine. “Listen to me baby, they bully you because you allowed them to, and we are not going to run away from bullies, you know why?" I asked and she innocently whispered No. “Baby, bullies are like flies, if you don't scare them away, they won't stop bugging you. Now you have to scare them away ok"

“These uncles and aunties are bullying little baby by not letting me see our little siblings.” The adults froze. Darcy looked at everyone with a sheepish smile before turning to his nemesis. He hurled him up in the air playfully as he asked, “Who’s bullying you? Shouldn’t you be calling your daddy to avenge you?” “You… you are bullying…wah... I want to see the little siblings… I will be the last one to see them and they will think I don’t like them… wah….wah… daddy’s bullying me.” Little baby started to cry and make a ruckus, his accusations and grievances growing stranger by the minute.