My Loving Bully

Chapter 1

"Daddy, why do we have to move ?" I asked my dad.

"Sweet pea, I know you don't want to move, but this place reminds me too much of your Mommy", he responds with tears in his eyes.

I hug my father and tell him I love him. I wish Mommy hadn't gotten sick, she was fine for so long, but one day she wasn't anymore, without warning, she was gone.

"Where are we moving to?"

"It's a small town called River Valley, I grew up there" my dad replies.

"It sounds pretty."

"Oh it is, Raven, it is."

I smile at my dad as I grip his hand and say goodbye to the place I was raised, where my mother told me she loved my for the last time.

---Six weeks later---

"No! Stop! Please give her back!" I yell with tears in my eyes.

The blond boy with green eyes holds my last gift from my mom - a bunny stuffed animal - over his head out of my reach, pulling the ears in opposite directions. "If you want it back then take it back!" he yells at me, tearing the ears off.

"NOOO!!!!" I crumpled to the ground, sobbing.

"Nolan, why are you so angry with her?" the blond boy's friend asks.

"Ty, shut up, this is my business!"

"N-N-Nolan, w-why do y-you h-hate me?" I asked while sobbing.

He grabs my long black hair and pulls me into the pond, "Don't talk to me! Ever!".

I look down and nod defeatedly.

I grab the pieces of my stuffed animal, and begin walking home, dirty, sobbing and wet.

My dad meets me outside the house. When I see him, I break down, sodding harder than ever, falling to my knees, knowing I am finally safe. He runs to me, holding me in his arms, picking me up, and carrying me into our house.

"Baby breath with me, in, out, in, out" he breaths with me, calming me so I am no longer as much of a hiccupping, blubbering mess.

"Sweet pea, do you want some cocoa?" he asks as he grabs warm clean clothes for me.

I nod.

"I'll fix your bunny later for you too, alright?"

"Th-Thank you Daddy."

He kisses me on my forehead before he goes.

---Ten years later---

"Nolan! Stop it please!" I shouted as Nolan dragged me under the football bleachers, beginning to tear off my shirt.

"Raven, I thought you would learn by now that you are not allowed to talk to me." he says to me in a calm, cruel voice. He takes a piece of my shirt and shoves it into my mouth, keeping me from yelling.

"I wish you didn't make me do that, you have such a pretty mouth."

I try to move away from him, but he grabs me by my hair, pulling me back to him, and dragging me to a pole under the bleachers, that had a rope partially tied to it. Knowing what he was going to try to do to me, I began to sob so hard that I passed out.

When I wake up, Nolan was sitting at my feet, watching me as if he were worried.

He had untied and ungagged me, and put his shirt over me.

"What did you do?" I asked him quietly.

"Nothing, I waited for you to wake up it's been almost an hour" he looked at me like a kicked dog.

I have never been so confused. I try to get up and get away from him, but instead, he wraps me in a tight hug, picks me up and carries me home.

"I-I thought you hated me." I said cautiously to him.

He looks down at me sadly, and shakes his head, "I never hated you."

He walked me into my house and up the stairs and into my bathroom.

"How do you know where my bathroom is?"

"I like to watch you while you sleep" he says as he grins slightly at me.

"Well, what are we doing in here?" I asked, frightened by what he will do.

"I'm going to clean you up, because I ruined you", he says angrily as he points to my knees.

I looked down and saw blood on my knees I hadn't noticed before and started to shake slightly out of fear and try to back away from Nolan.

"P-please just let me do it myself", I said, trying to pull away from him.

He kneels on the floor and bows his head in defeat and whispers, "please, let me do this".

I sat on the edge of the tub and just nodded at him. Nolan moves gently as if approaching a frightened dear, and gets a wash cloth wet with some warm, soapy water and starts to clean my knees.

"Nolan, why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?", I asked.

"Seeing you unconscious frightened me. I was worried