Bullied

Chapter 10

Troian's POV

I opened the doors to the school and walked inside. I'm trying to stay away from Brooke and Chelsea. I don't want to be pushed around again. I walked to my locker and opened it. I shut it and walked to class.

"Did you see that fight between Chelsea, Brooke, and that new girl?" Someone asked.

"That girl cried like a little bitch, she can't even stand up for herself," Her friend said.

I huffed and walked to my seat. A few minutes later, Brooke and Chelsea walk into the room. Brooke smirks and Chelsea laughs. Brooke walks over to me and Chelsea follows. The class stops talking and pays close attention to us.

"Sup, bitch?" Brooke said, smirking. "I thought you left to commit suicide."

"Well, you thought wrong, Brooke," I said.

"Why are you even alive?" Chelsea asked. "You're such a stupid, excuse of a human and no one wants you here."

"Please, guys," I said. "Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood for your name-calling and such."

"Shut the fuck up, Troian," Brooke said. "Emerson isn't here to save you so you should stop talking before you get smacked."

I rolled my eyes and looked away from them. I felt a sting on my left cheek. Chelsea smacked me. Someone from behind tips me out of my chair and pushed me on the floor.

Chelsea kicks me in the side of the face. Brooke pulls me up by my shirt collar.

"We're going to beat you so hard, you wish you'd never went to this school," Brooke said.

I breathed in and out very hard. I'm so nervous. They'll hurt me.

"You're nothing but a worthless, stupid little girl who's afraid of her own shadow, she can't even stand up for herself because she's such a wuss," Chelsea said and Brooke laughed.

"You're going to leave this school, kill yourself, and we're all going to have a celebration because your dead," Brooke said, tightening her grip on my shirt, making me lose air.

"Let.. go.. of.. me," I tried so hard to breathe.

Brooke lets go of my shirt and I fall to the ground. Brooke and Chelsea laugh and walk away.

I stood up and walked to my seat. I took out my phone and texted my dad.

Please come me.

I sent the text. My phone buzzes and it's a text from Dad.

I'm on my way.

The teacher walks in. "Troian, I need to talk to you."

I nodded and followed him out of the door.

"Ms. Bellisario, you're such a distraction to my class," He said. "Please leave and don't come back."

I gasped and he walked away. I walked back into the room.

"Mr. Robinson?" Someone said over the speaker.

"Yes?" He said.

"Troian Bellisario is leaving for the day," They said.

I quickly got my stuff. I stood up and ran but someone tripped me, making me fall. Everyone laughs and I stood up. I ran out the door. I saw my dad. I started to sob.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked. "What happened?"

"These girls were being mean to me and they're telling me to kill myself," I said.

"Who?" He asked. "Are they the girls that Emerson was talking about?"

"Brooke and Chelsea," I said.

"Come on," Dad said. "Let's get you home."

I got my stuff out of my locker and followed Dad out of the school.