Warning, there is depression and physical/emotional bullying. It will take awhile to get into it xx.

I’m staring at him again, Jake, Jake, Jake. I’ve constantly been thinking about him, how his deep brown hair slightly goes over his brown eyes. The way he gives me his adorable smile when he gives me a quick hi when we pass each other in the school halls. His tall muscular figure with his mixed skin. He also flashes that adorable smile when he catches me looking at him. I feel so special when he smiles at me. But that’s stupid, he probably smiles at all the girls. Pretty ones too. I sigh, and I put my drawing book back into my school bag.

I’m that year 11 nerd at school. The one who wears glasses, super skinny, has no friends, doesn’t have a pretty face....you get it. I’m not the queen of high school. I’m the one who sits alone at lunch while fantasying about being with a guy I could never be with. I take out my maths book, knowing that maths was my next class, I also bring out some notes I worked so hard on to finish late last night when I couldn’t sleep.

Brrrring. The bell rang. Jake’s at the other end of our lunch area near the classrooms. I quickly pull my bag onto my shoulders, bring my maths book and notes to my chest, and quickly walk up the path to try and reach Jake. Well not reach him, but at least get closer to him. Then I hear that annoying voice.

“Hey glasses!” Vanessa calls out. I walk faster. I don’t need this today. I just wanted a day where I won’t be upset, and I can feel happy. Is that so much to ask? Well, I guess it is for someone like me it is. Before I know it Vanessa has caught up with me.

“Hey, I’m talking to you, you skinny freak!” Vanessa yells as she slaps my maths book and all of my notes out of my hands. They tumble to the concrete path with all my notes that starts to blow away with the wind. I can already feel tears prick my eyes. I can’t let her get to me again. I lean over and start to quickly pick up the notes that haven’t blown away yet. But Vanessa is one step ahead of me and she shoves my to the floor. I try to shield my face from the ground but I’m too late. My right cheek aggressively scrapes against the concrete, and I can already feel it start to bleed. It hurts, fuck it hurts. A crowd has gathered around us now. Watching my on the floor while cheering a Vanessa on. The are laughing and pointing at me. I can see drops of blood on the concrete. Vanessa suddenly kicks me in the stomach hard. A bolt of pain shoots through my stomach.

“Fight back, you ugly bitch!” Vanessa yells. I instinctively scramble to my feet and I run. Leaving my school bag, book and all of my notes I worked so hard on behind. I’m covering my face trying to stop the tears that are streaming uncontrollably down my face. I can hear the crowd laughing behind me.

“You are so worthless! Nobody could ever love you!” Vanessa’s voice cuts through the crowd. Which just makes me cry even harder. I run so fast through lots of doors until I reach a white brick wall outside a building. I lean against it, but my knees buckle under me. I sink into a pile of sobs, blood and tears. It hurt because she was right. Nobody could ever love me, my father doesn’t even love me. I’m trying so hard but I’m never enough. And I could never be enough. It’s getting harder everyday to get out of bed. It’s getting harder to breathe. I’m constantly feel like I’m drowning. I can’t take it anymore. A dark shadow falls over me. I look up through my wet tears to see Jake. The Jake I have a massive crush on, holding my maths book, my school bag, and all of my notes. He leans down, places my things next to me and offers his hand to me. I take it. He pulls me up to him. He’s about a head taller than me. His hair is a little bit over his brown eyes that now have a sad, concerned look in them. He’s looking deep into my eyes. I’m really glad that he’s here. That anyone’s here really, but I’m confused.

“Wh- what....are you d-doing here?” I ask, my voice is shaking tremendously but I can’t hide it. He doesn’t answer, instead he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tissue. He presses it against my bloody cheek. It really hurts but I can’t move. He uses his other hand and props my glasses on the top of my head. He takes out another tissue and starts to wipe my uncontrollable tears from my face. Butterflies are going wild in my stomach. I’m waiting for him to leave. Waiting for him to leave me, because that’s what they all do. But he doesn’t. Jake stays with me. Nobody’s ever done that for me before. After awhile the tears and the blood stops. I look up and smile at him. He smiles at me. That adorable one that makes my knees buckle. He goes to a nearby bin and desposes the tissues. He walks back to me. Closer this time.

Thank you,” I tell him. He looks down at me with a warm smile. I’ve got goosebumps all over me. He wraps his arms around me. Jake is hugging me. I feel so safe and warm in his muscular arms. I snuggle my head in his chest and also wrap my arms around him. I can smell him now. God I love his smell. I wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear my heart beat because it’s going so hard and fast. Then he says his first word to me.

“Lucy.....,” he says as he pulls away from me. I whine a little bit in my head, I want to feel his arms around me again. But he knows my name. He’s really close to me.

“Don’t let anyone make you believe that you aren’t special, because you are,” he whispers. I look down embarrassed.

“But I am, Vanessa’s right....I am worthless,” I say focusing on our shoes. He brings his hand to my chin and pulls my head up so I’m facing him. He’s looking in my eyes as if he’s trying to figure me out. He’s really close to me now.

“Lucy, you just can’t realised how wonderful you are,”. He doesn’t remove his hand from my chin and I can feel his warm breath. He slides his hand from my chin up to my cheek. He cups my cheek while looking into my eyes. That’s when my senses kicked in. I can’t do this. I can’t have someone care about me. It’s just going to feel so much worse when it’s gone. I can’t be with Jake here. I push my self away from him. He looks confused, a cute little crease forms in between his eyebrows. God I really want to kiss him. But that would be too embarrassingly. I’ve never kissed anyone.

“I-I’m sorry,” I say. Before he can say anything. I quickly scramble my things together. And then I do what I do best. I run away.

BULLYING IS ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE, AND WHOEVER IS DOIN THAT CAN SUCK MY DICK!!!! DON’T DO IT! Anyway...if you liked this story I would really appreciate it if you clicked the thumbs up and comment if you want more. Your all beautiful ❤️.