Jonah: well I'm really sorry. But I'm
not Austin. He seems like a jerk thoWait.
I am a jerk though.
I might not have stood a girl up but I do bully one.
Jerks come in many shapes and sizes...
Unknown: well. Thank you. Sorry for bugging you.
Jonah: no no. It's okay.
You actually helped meUnknown: what do you mean
Jonah: you made me realize I am a jerk
Unknown: um...sorry?
Jonah: no don't be sorry.
Thank you so muchUnknown: you're welcome...
Can you please explain?Jonah: yeah sure. So there's this girl
that I really like and I may and may not
have bullied her after she rejected me.
And you made me realize that that was a
really jerky thing to do...Unknown: oh...well. Do you need any help? We can be like ranting buddies. Internet friends kinda.
Jonah: that'd be so cool. I'm down for it
Ranting buddy: cool. So let's figure this out
Jonah: okay
*Tuesday morning*
I walked through the halls quietly as I stayed on the lookout for Shannon.
I made it to my locker and saw Cyryn and Corbyn walking to her locker.
They stopped and were talking.
They're so close. They act like siblings...
If only I could be that close to her
If only I didn't screw up
I wouldn't be with Shannon, I would be with he-
"Hey babe. How was shopping yesterday?" The deck asked as I closed my locker and let out an annoyed sigh
"Fine" I said trying to step away from her and the lockers
"So I was thinking..." She started walking her fingers up my stomach to my chest. "Maybe after school, we can go to my house..." She giggled and bit her lip
"Nah, I'm good" she looked shocked by my answer
"What do you mean? That's wasn't a question"
"Oh well. I'm busy"
"You're my boyfriend. Boyfriends make time for their girlfriends"
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BULLIED//Jonah Marais//COMPLETED
FanfictionWarning: this story has parts of depression. It can be triggering at times. Read at your own risk 17 Cyryn Johnson is just a junior in high school but she's been bullied for a majority of her life causing her to be socially awkward. She's always be...
23. 6'5" Liam
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