The Bully’s Baby
The perfect picture image her family held digusted Nora. She hated everything about it. But at school it's different. She is wanted and she is envied by many. Her two different lives somehow intertwine when she meets Tae. Popular, handsome, fit, perfect, and her bully? From wanting sex to wanting to protect her, cupid's bow strikes their hearts. Although when one fight between her mother changes her life, she is faced with heartbreaking challenges.
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As I enter the cafeteria I search for my wallet. No no no. I thought. Where is it?! I couldn't find it. Suddenly, I felt the room spin again, and I rush to a chair to sit. I held my head. I need food. And I need it really soon.
"Babydoll, what's wrong?"
That voice? I thought. Fuck myself.
"Hey did you hear me?"
"Look," I said, turning around to face him.
"Tae, go away and leave me alone." I said.
"Oh come on doll," he smirks, "I'm trying to talk to you-"
"No. Asking for sex is not talking with someone. Leave." I suddenly felt like I was gonna black out. I again quickly held my head.
Tae suddenly sits beside me and looks at me. He holds my chin so I can look in his eyes. Concern is written in his expression.
"Hey, your pale, when was the last time you ate?" he asks rubbing his warm hand on my back attempting to comfort me,
Two days ago, I thought.
Then again I felt weak and almost fainted. I held my head in my hands. Tae looked around the room, seeing if anyone was watching us. He rubs my back and whispers in my ear.
"Baby what's going on?" he said.
"S-sugar," I said, "I need sugar . . . now. Please.."
He stands up and goes to the vending machine close by and gets candy and a coke for me. When he returns I chug the coke, and quickly stuff the skittles in my mouth.
"Doll, take it easy." He orders.
I knew I had to listen. After a while, I sigh in relief. I'm lucky, I thought.
"You didn't answer my question."
"What?" I say looking in his eyes.
His eyes explain he's serious, "When was the last time you ate? You know I hate repeating myself," he says while running a hand through his hair.
My eyes widen and I gulp, "T-that's none of your business."
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