Bullied

I was not happy with this situation. Why do I have to ride with my enemy? Ah, My heart doesn't listen to me. It is depressing. But I need to endure this torment. Why do I have to bear this again and again? It doesn't make sense.

I sat down in the front seat beside my enemy. I never came to his car before. He didn't like me, and we never spent our time alone. It felt like a date, what did I think? Dating? Me and my enemy? bulshit. I could remember the day he left me alone in the rain.

We were in high school at that time. Claude is two years older than me, so he was already in his third year. He played basketball skillfully, and his cold demeanor suppressed his enemy. I always watched his tournament. I smiled cheerfully and supported him wholeheartedly.

My mind was not that stupid, and I knew that he wouldn't appreciate it, but I still chased him shamelessly. Everyone in the school knew this fact and mocked me behind my back. He wouldn't even realize that I got bullied in school.

He didn't like me, so he spread the words that I am just an adoptive girl that has no manners and virtue. The whole school bullied me harshly, they mocked me in front of me, stepped down on me, locked me in bathrooms, and many other things. It seemed like a dirty female lead that came to an elite high-school in a scholarship.

Every impoverished female lead will get bullied in the school, but the male lead favored her.

Compared to me, I am a noble girl but got bullied, and the male lead hated me like I am a villain instead. If I am a villain, why did they bully me? The villain is the one who bullied others, but in this case, I was the one who got bullied instead.

My body was wounded and bruised, and I never told anyone about this at all. Not even my adoptive parents knew about it. I covered them with makeup, and makeup is my expertise, so it was not difficult for me to cover them. I could only cry in silence.

My original parents didn't want me, and even in school, no one wanted me. It felt like I was the enemy of a whole school. Did Claude know about my situation? Of course, he just closed his eyes like it didn't have anything to do with him.

"You didn't want to save your little sister?" Someone said mockingly.

"Sister? I don't have a sister like her. Why do I have to waste my precious time to save her?" Claude only left and walked indifferently.

"Hahaha see no one wants to save you," someone said.

Claude didn't protect me at all, and everyone dared to lay a hand on me and stepped me down. In my imagination, a brother used to secure his little sister, but I knew that I am not his little sister, why did he have to save me? My life has no meaning for him.

I knew that he didn't like me, but my heart kept encouraging me to work hard. Love is not something you can control, and you can't force someone to love you either.

When he won the competition, I walked towards him and gave him a clean towel, but he threw it away, and it fell on the ground, then he stepped on it angrily.

"Brother?" I spoke dejectedly.

"Don't call me brother, it was disgusting, and don't show up your face in front of me, and it makes me want to vomit," he said these words in front of his friends.

He mocked me in front of his friends. His friends were the only ones who didn't bully me, but neither did they protect me. They just let people bully me, and they never tried to intervene. I didn't know if they are good or bad people at all.

The competition ended up late, and Claude already went home alone. I just stood there without moving. The rainfall down and wet my clothes. There was no taxi at that time, and I chose to go home on foot. I got sick the next day. I didn't tell my adoptive parents at all, nor did Claude blackmail me to not tell my adoptive parents.

Maybe he never cared whether I reported or not at all because my adoptive parents have a big gap with Claude. Claude's demeanor worsened each day, and he barely spoke with his parents.

If I think about it now, it is normal for him to hate me, I stole his family from him, and he treated me coldly and harshly. It is normal. Maybe? I didn't know about another family, though. It doesn't mean I can ask someone. I don't have a friend after all.

In the novel big brother always gives the best for his little sister. I never felt these feelings before. He will pamper his little sister and take care of his little sister. He will treat his little sister like a princess in his palms.

Of course, I never got this experience before. How does it feel when you get pampered? I don't know. I hope I know how it feels, but it is impossible. I have to continue my nightmare life, after all. No one ever asked me if I am happy or not, nor did they know if I am pleased or not.

I tried very hard to get Claude affection and attention, but I never knew that this is one of the reasons he hates me.