Short Stories

5. The Bully

I stood there helplessly as Elliot loomed over me. His eyes were filled with disgust. What did I do to deserve such hate?

Is it because I'm deaf? Or is it because I'm ugly and weak? But I can't control how I look or get rid of the illness I possessed since I was a child. I wasn't hurting anyone so why? Why must I endure such torture?

"I asked you a question you ugly bitch, are you going to let me fuck you soon or what?" he smirked and pressed me against the wall even harder. My shoulder started to get sore as he was gripping it tightly.

"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot you can't hear me so I'm just gonna have to demonstrate what I'm asking you," he said and tried to lift my skirt.

Terror washed over my body. How far was he willing to go today? I could see two of his buddies standing behind him and laughing at me. I couldn't hear the sound of their laughter. All I could see was their face glowing with amusement as they pointed at me. It was terrifying.

I smacked his hand away and tried to push him off. His rough hands brushed near the sensitive part of my body, making me wince and blush at the same time.

He said something else. I didn't understand him at first since I was too busy readjusting my skirt to read his lips. He roughly grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.

"You. Are you rejecting me?" he asked.

"Pa...please lemme go..." I said. I usually never try to talk since the sound of my voice comes out weird as I can't hear myself talking. But this time I was desperate.

"Oh it speaks!" his lips twisted into a cruel smile. "What? Am I not good enough for you?" he asked and then pressed against me. I struggled to get out of his grasp. He was too close. I started to hyperventilate. I could feel tears coming down my cheeks and I started to sob. I didn't want to cry in front of him. I didn't want him to think he had won but it was too late.

He stared at me for a moment then released me. "I am done wasting my time with you," he said and walked away with his buddies.

I went home and buried my face on the pillow. What did I do to deserve this? I asked myself again. He had been harassing me since middle school. No matter how many times I tried to avoid him, he would always come find me and make my life miserable. I thought it would be better once we get to high school but nothing changed.

I received a text from my friend Melody.

Hey girl, wanna come out with me tonight? she asked.

I don't think I am in the mood, I replied.

Oh, come on, please! I really want to go to this party and I have no one else to go with, she said.

Can't you just go by yourself? It's not like I can talk to anyone or hear anyone's conversation. Its a pain to read people's lips. I feel like people always get annoyed at me because they don't know sign language to communicate with me, I hesitated then hit sent.

Don't be silly, everyone at school loves you! I am sure they will be happy to see you, she replied.

Everyone except Elliot, I thought.

Melody won in the end and I ended up going to the party. It was a really big house with a sparkly pool in the backyard. A lot of people were already there splashing around in the pool and talking among themselves. I wish I could hear what they are saying, I felt sad all of a sudden.

I got separated from Melody so I decided to do some exploring. I walked around the house where they were fewer people. It was a really nice house. In fact, it looked more like a museum with beautiful paintings on the wall and sculptures as decorations all around the house. I wonder whose house it is.