"you know, most girls beg for this" he yanks me by the waist to meet his excited member.

"and here I am giving you for free" he unbuckles his belt then goes for my underwear, ripping it at his grasp.

"Hunter p-please" please. someone, something... just... please.

He gave a breathy laugh that sounded like I just cracked the world's lamest joke.

"haven't you learnt that begging gets you no where?" he growled and the intensity made me shrivel.

   Satisfied with the reaction gotten from me, he smiled to himself then positioned at my entrance. 

    With one last pleading look from my eyes, I tried to beg silently, but the windows to his soul seemed clouded with the fog of desire.

   All it took was a few seconds and I felt him slam hard into me, without caring about the barrier of pain I would face.

                  *******************
 
  Iris Shawn was a girl who's seen a side of life she'll never forget. Being a victim of a bully.

 A typical example of a broken girl with a broken heart, she tries to pick herself up again.

  But then, he made sure to tear down every wall of courage she'd manage to build.

  Hunter McConnell. The schools very own bad but golden boy. The one who's family owns the most of Saint Alamos.

  Her bully.

   Iris was about to give up, but then she didn't. Instead she thrived.

  He broke her but she survived.

BULLIED

 " What color do you want? Purple or blue?" Mom asks holding the pedicure kit in her right hand as she takes position on the floor of my feet. 


 After I came back home, I decided it was time to let them in, so I told them everything that had happened to me, even the reasons why I tried taking my own life. 


 And they promised to stand by me and support me. They planned on confronting Mr Brooks about his son but I went against it. 


 That would only cause more problems than it already had, but then again they really felt they were betraying me still by doing nothing. 


 So they quit their jobs, but they really didn't tell their boss the reason as to why they did, and he never asked. 


 And believe me when I say that little action made my heart flutter. 


27- Bad bitches don't cry