My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

Chapter 0055

Skylar

Choruses of 'Sky," 'Skylar," and my various nicknames are being shouted behind me, but they don't follow.

I don't know if they are respecting what I want or if Sierra is keeping them back, but I just need to walk away and cool off.

I walk into my back door and through the kitchen straight to my room. I glance at the clock as I go to the bathroom. It's after midnight, so at least the fight happened after my birthday, technically. I flip on the light and notice I look ridiculous in the mirror.

All my make-up is gone, but streaks of black remain under my eyes from my crying fit earlier, my ponytail is loose and drooping to one side as the ends are still wrapped around my neck like a noose.

My shirt and jeans are a darker color and plastered to my body and dripping from the pool.

I quickly take everything off, dump my clothes in a pile to deal with later, my new jewelry is in a pile on the counter and jump into the shower, feeling really cold all of a sudden.

I let the water get as hot as possible and once I have scrubbed my body until all of the skin is bright red I just let the steam enter my lungs and soothe my muscles and I cry.

I just let out everything I have left. I will lose them, just like I knew I would.

They will hate me for being weakand letting all of this go on for so long.

For lying to them about the whole situation and then yelling at them.

I haven't been able to find a way to make the bullying stop and any one who has tried to help by going through the right channels, to the “right people have been removed from the school.

Either they transferred or they were suspended and not seen or heard from for weeks and when they come back, they are a completely different person treating me like the problem.

I stopped trying to

I allow myself to feel the pity is

ever know that they got to me, but I'm not sure

months for those

walls, the connections wrapping a tight web around my heart and tangle

let

always do, and they will walk away from me

is just as close to them as I arn_ It is easier for me to walk

one person,

of the, now cold, stream of water, towel off and head to my room to find

layin bed, I just stare at the ceiling for

going over the whole fight in my

look of disgust

just a weak little girl

can't even take care of a simple bully or,

never knowwho it is who grabs me, but it

my wolf can't find it if I bring her

anything, which is one of the main reasons I never go to

it with something she has said earlier in the day, or the

be

which in a one-on-one fight, I probably could kill her in a

no obvious reason to challenge

gone as far as sneaking in and looking at the camera footage at school to try and find me getting pulled into a closet and leaving bloody and bruised