My Bully Lives Next Door |G•D

ONE

"C'mon Skylar sweetie get up or your gonna be late for school!"

I woke up to the sound of my father yelling through out the house. I rolled over on my bed to check the time...6:00. What if I was late, I didn't care. I didn't want to be at school at all in the first place. Many thoughts ran through my head contemplating whether I should  just play sick or give school a try. I mean, I haven't missed that many days...only about 3-5. Today is the first day back from spring break and I'm just not feeling it. After deciding what I should go with, which seemed liked an eternity to figure out, I finally made up my mind. I sleazily slid out of my bed and peered the window curtain open. Looks like He's up. I dragged my feet across the floor downstairs. Anxiety was building up in my body every step. Usually every time I ask to stay home he always has a "problem" with it. So if I want to stay home I have to come up with something. I arrived at the bottom of my stairs and walked to the kitchen. There my father was sipping his daily coffee and reading a newspaper. My dad is very...official so to speak. He can be very strict some times but then others he can be...fun. Sometimes he's the most responsible, put together, man you'll ever meet and then the next he's walking in the door drunk and crying. He's had a very rough time getting over my mothers death, even though it's been 3 years. My mother always wanted the best for me, so does he. So my father tries the best he can to be strong for me. I slowly approach him as he raises his head.

"Hey pumpkin, why are you down here. You better go start getting ready."

Groans. "Dad I feel sick, can I stay home today?"

"What kind of sick?" (Am I the only one who's parents ask when you tell them they're sick?!)

"My head hurts really bad. Can I please stay home today...pleeeeeaaaaaassssseeee?"
I put on a pouty face. Hopefully this works. 

"Let me check your temperature."
He got up and bent down to get the first aid kit out from under a the counter. Oh fuck, what do I do now. I'm not really sick. I better think of something quick.

He sets the kit on the counter and rummages through until he finds the thermometer.

"Here ya go. Put this under your tongue until it beeps."

"Dad I'm not a child I know how a thermometer works."

He raises his hands up in defense. "Ok ok. I'll be right back I'm going to use the restroom." He says as he slides out of the kitchen.

Nows the time. I can't let him know I'm not actually sick. I run over to a lamp in our living room and put the thermometer to the bulb. Let's hope this works. It beeps. I take it off and read the temperature. 101.6. This seems decent enough. I run back over to the kitchen and wait for him. A couple minutes later I hear footsteps.

"I'm back. What does the thermometer say?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I turned to him. I handed him the thermometer while "coughing."

"Oh, there's no way your going to school with a fever like this. Go back upstairs and rest. I have to go to work, but I will be back later tonight probably, you know the usual."

I give him a nod trying not to smile. It worked, I tricked my dad. I sort of feel guilty, but it's worth it. At least for the time being. I lazily walk upstairs back to my room and flop on my bed. I look back over at my clock. 6:28. Ughhhhhhh...at least I get to go back to sleep. I roll over on my side facing my window. The curtain is still slightly peeled back from minutes earlier. I squint my eyes to get a closer look. There He was. Shivers run down my spine as we make direct contact. He stood there with a face I could not read...a face that was just...emotionless. His eyes were a darker shade than normal. He looked as if he was up to something. Probably planning my death! I tried to take my eyes away, but I couldn't. I stared at his defined jawline and he stared back. He slowly licked his lips and his head fell down to the floor. He looked back up for less than a second and turned to walk out his bedroom door. I was shocked...I don't know why. I rolled over in the opposite direction. I looked at my clock again. 6:38 (1738🙂). I sighed and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. I closed my eyes and the blank canvas in my head was soon filled with black. So many thoughts were racing through my head.

Is He going to keep bullying me?
Do I really have to live next to this douche bag?
Will he ever leave me alone?
Will he ever love someone as much as I..............hate him.

I tried not to let my thoughts get the best of me. I was laying on my bed in complete silence until I heard a Slam! It caused me to jump. I'm guessing my dad just left and that, that was the door. I moved around in my bed to get comfortable. I pulled the cover almost over my head as I started to drift asleep once again. My mind was empty.

I was almost in a complete sleep...a-l-m-o-s-t........BAM!

I instantly jump from the bed and raise up. I look around the room. My heart is racing and I'm breathing heavily. I feel sweat start to form as well as anxiety and nervousness. I calm down and think it must just be my dad. He probably forgot something.
I slip out from under the covers and place my feet on the floor. I slowly walk downstairs...still afraid of what might be behind the door. I creep over to it. I place my hand on the cold, metal doorknob. Tingles go through my arm. I don't bother to ask who it is before I swing open the door..wanting to get it over with. My head was staring at the ground. I begin to look up studying their appearance. I look at their shoes...vans. I realize this is not my dad and I feel instant regret. I lift my head up quickly to look at their face. The breath is knocked out of me and I can no longer breath. I stood there with no emotion as I couldn't move. My eyes widened when I realized who was at my front door.

Grayson fucking Dolan was at my front door.

A/n: ooooooo! Why the hell is he at her front door. Comment down below what ya think...and I might DM you if ya really want to know????😂😂👌. Ok but Fr. Wtf? Boi get da hell off her property😂. Oh and sorry for not updating for the longest time. I've had really bad writers block and plus with school and erything I didn't have time. But now that SUMMER is here you can expect more updates from me❤️... Anywayzzz as usual.

   Peace my badbishfishes✌️🐠