Love for a Bully Book 1

Chapter 1

It was just a dare.

Why is this happening?

"So...what does it say?" Britney asked as we pace around the girl's bathroom at school.

"It still needs a few more minutes." Stacy says while looking at the timer on her phone.

I can't look...

This can't be happening.

"Ok it's time. What does it say?"

I look down at the damn test and my eyes fills with tears.

I look up at my two best friends and I can't hold it in anymore. I run to them and i start to cry. I feel them rubbing my back and telling me it's going to be ok. But how can it be ok? I'm going to have a baby. A baby with the most biggest baddest scariest person in the world. My bully.

The boy who done nothing but torment me for nearly 4 years. Ever since Freshmen year when I accidentally bumped into him and spilled soda all over his precious leather jacket.

He has been relentless ever since. I tried apologizing several times, and even offered to buy him a new one. But nothing satisfied him but my misery. Nothing. Until that night. The night that i will never forget. Maybe that is all he wanted. He hasn't even looked at me these past 5 weeks.

How am I going to tell him? How am I going to tell my parents? Am I ready to be a mom? Do I have to tell him? No, I have to tell him because what if he decides to continue to torment me and he goes to far and something happens to my baby? What if?...

Then I remembered what happened to Britney last year and I look up at her and she sees the fear in my eyes.

"Hey! What happened to me won't happen to you. Ok? It's going to be ok." She says trying to comfort me. She knows me so well sometimes I don't even need to say anything and she knows exactly what I am thinking.

"But you don't know that! Anything can happen and-" she holds me at arms length and lifts up my chin so I can look up at her.

"And I said your going to be ok. Nothing is going to happen to your baby. Look at me and say it."

"Nothing is going to happen to my baby. " I say, trying to control my breathing.

"Good! Now let's get rid of the test and go home. I'm still grounded from getting caught sneaking into my room after the party." She says winking at me trying to lighten the mood.

We laugh and agree since we all got caught trying to sneak back into her room and we are still grounded for another month.

I wash my face and Stacy fixed my make up so that I no longer look like a hormonal monster. We grab our stuff and head out of school.

*** next day at school ***

"So are you going to tell him?" Stacy bombed me at the lockers.

I close my door after getting the books I need for class and sigh.

"I don't know. I can't just walk up to him and say 'hey! looks like you can't pick on me this year since I am carrying your baby! Ha!'" I whisper scream at her. I turn and lean against my closed locker and i sigh and I hug my books tight against my chest. "I know I have to tell him I just don't know how."

We start to walk and meet up with Britney before heading to class. I think about what I'm going to say to him as well as think about where am I going to get the strength to approach him. I mean I'm not drunk like last time. I'll have a panic attack just trying to get the words out of my mouth.

Ok...I think I can do this. Yes! I'm going to do it. Yup!...no wait...I think im going to be sick.

"Chloe? You ok?" I'm pretty sure she saw that my face turned green just thinking about it.

"Yeah Brit...I'm ok...i just need to breathe."

Yup...I just need to breathe and grab some courage out my butt and breathe. Don't forget to breathe. I can do this...right?

Right?...

***

Ok I can do this. I just have to walk up to him infront of all his friends and tell him. Yup! No! Wait...

"I can't do this. I think I'm gana be sick." I try to turn around and go the other direction. But of course my lovely friends stop me.

"Chloe, just don't think about it and don't worry about his buddies. Just ask him if you can talk to him alone."

"Stacy you're so brave." I say sarcastically.

"Thanks, I know." She smiles confidently and flips her hair.

"Ok, then you tell him for me!" I got behind Stacy and tried to push her towards the group of guys. No...not guys...bad boys. The school bullies. The trouble makers. Everyone knows not to mess with them. Especially their leader. Everyone knows in order to stay on their good side they should not go near them. Like what I'm about to do.

Save me!

"Ok...I'm going. Wish me luck."

A take a deep breath and start walking towards him. I stare straight ahead at him and i remember the night of the party. The way I got dared to kiss my greatest fear. They way his lips felt when I pulled him down and gave him a kiss. The way he followed me after he got over the shock and pulled me into a room. The way he touched me and took my virginity. I don't regret it. I just wish i was sober to enjoy it more. And I wish he wasn't a scary person when I'm not drunk.

About half way there I hear a scream from Britney "GOOD LUCK GIRL!"

And there goes my confidence. I see him look up and around him till he sees me just standing there with I'm sure is a face painted like a tomato.

I'm so going to kill her!

He stares at me and his friends stop talking and now they are looking at me too. He leans back against the picnic table with smirk and just waits for me to run away. He is just like a predator and I am his prey.

But I don't run away. No matter how much I wish the earth would just open up and swallow me whole. I still don't run away. Instead I start walking towards him again. I clench my fist and repeat to myself 'just keep walking, just keep walking.'

He lifts his eyebrow and crosses his arms when he saw I wasn't backing down. Finally I'm right in front of him and then I look down at his boots. Ok, that was a bad idea. Not only are his boots are dirty, but is that mud or blood? I really hope it's mud. I take another breath and look up at his face. The face that I dream about every night since the night of the party. I look into his deep dark blue eyes, take another deep breath and say "Uhh..." I'm such an i***t.

They all laugh and I'm scared they are going to attack me. It's now or never. I take another deep breath "Umm...can I talk to you? In private?" I got it out. Finally!

"What? You wanting a round two?" He says boldly with a smug look and a raised eyebrow. My face turns back into a tomato and his friends start laughing again.

Oh God. I can't believe he said that. No wait...yes I can. Because he is nothing but a bully who thinks the world is his.

"No!" I look at him with anger in my eyes. They all stop laughing and the air feels tense now. Oh S**t! Ok, now I'm going to die. "No. I just need to talk to you. Now!" I don't know where that came from but I turn around and walk away. Hopefully that got his attention.

And apparently it did, since not too long after, I get pulled onto the side of the school building against the wall away from anyone watching with a very angry bully.

"You got my attention, now what the f**k do you want?"

***Edge pov***

Who does this b*tch think she is? Just because we f****d once she thinks she can talk to me like that infront of everyone. I look into her green eyes and I see fear. Good! Just the way I like it. I smile as I remember how those eyes looked at me with ecstasy and now I see them with fear. Both I love seeing on her.

I lean towards her against the wall and I ask her, "Well princess, what do you want to talk about?"

She bites her bottom lip that I bet still tastes like berries. I smirk and put my hands against the wall and lean to whisper in her ear,"You sure you don't want another go at it? I wouldn't mind." I say as I breathe in her strawberry scent.

She shakes he head hard and I can feel her soft hair tickling my chin. Makes want to grab a fistful of hair and pull it back so that I can have access to her beautiful petite neck. She still doesn't say anything and I am starting to lose my patience. If she doesn't start talking I guess im just going to have to go back to tormenting her.

But when she finally does speaks, I feel my body grow cold and for the first time in my life, I was the one who felt fear. And I hate this feeling and I grow even more angry. How dare she make me feel this way!

"Say. That. Again." I demanded. I start to shake trying to control my rage. And I know she can sense it because she tries to leave. I grab her arm as gently as I can but I know I'm still too rough because she squeaked. Any other day I would have enjoyed trying to make her squeak like that again. But not today and it makes me angry again.

"Do not...make me...repeat myself." I try to control my breathing I really am but if she doesn't start talking I'm go--

"I'm pregnant. And its yours."

And I know she is telling me the truth. I can see it in her eyes as they fill up with unshed tears. And she's biting her lip again trying to control her own emotions. I know because I felt it when I broke her hymen. I know because every guy in town knows not to mess with what belongs to me. I claimed her as mine the day I met her and I claimed her the night of the party. I sigh and and all my anger just fades away. I close my eyes for a second and I take off my leather jacket and put it around her arms. I wait til she gets the hint and puts her arms through the sleeves and I lean into her again.

She looks up at me with confusion and I answer her unspoken question. "Wear this jacket every where you go. Do not take it off. No matter what. Do you understand?"

"Yes. But um..."

"What?" I say slowly losing my patience again.

"But...what does this mean?"

Oh, I forget how innocent she is. That is what caught my attention when I first saw her, before she decided to spill soda all over my jacket. The very jacket that is now around her shoulders.

"Everyone knows my jacket. And when they see you wearing it, it means that you belong to me. No one will bother you. And I will be driving you to and from school starting today. And I will bring you your lunch from now on. I don't want you eating this crap from school. And you will eat with me everyday. Got it?"

She looks at me and nods quickly with tears still in her eyes. And fear. But not fear of me but of what's going to happen and I do what I never thought I'd do for a chick. I pulled her towards me and I hug her tight and I tell her not to worry. That I will take care of her. I still can't believe it. I'm going to be a dad. But I don't regret it. At least it was with her and not with some other random chick who I could care less about.

It took awhile but she finally hugged me back and she sighed and she released her tears and her fears on me.

And I let her.