Crybaby

Chrissy

And when Ellen and I caughta glimpse of Ken covered by the small crowd, we scrurried over to him.

He had a cut on the lower lip.

I suggested that we leave to at least find him a nurse to tend to his cut, but Ken was raging.

“Leave me the fuck alone, I'm tucking fine!” he snapped at me and I understood.

Right now, it was not about me being laughed at in the hallway or bleachers or fields or classes, it was all about Ken and so I would leave him be.

I take out my white handkerchief and wipe off his lip. However,  he was acting defiant but it doesn't stop me.

“Chrissy just fuck off okay, I wanna be alone. Please. Ellen.”

“We just wanna help—”

“Honestly, it's not working. I'll see you all soon!” he walked away with the thickest frown I've seen on his face.

I have never seen Ken this mad, let alone fight.

I didn't know if I was at fault or not but it felt like that.

Initially, I saw him (Dayle) staring at me as if I put him in that situation, I should expect anything horrible soon.

“Elle, just let him be okay?! He's just upset!” I said to her.

“About what? I don't see the reasons why and we know that. It's not your fault that Dayle and his minions did that to you, you don't deserve it and you are far from bad.” she pointed out with emphasis.

She was very disappointed and mad too.

We left the scene walking down hallway. Although my attempt to make her feel better was futile. She was still ranting and all I did I listen and answer when I had to.

The stares that I was getting from almost everyone, if not all, was making me sick in the stomach, I just wanna go twenty feet under at that moment. I could barely gather my steps.

Soon, Max approached us. I mean, where we were standing next to our lockers, I tried to keep my cool and act normal, but he was dividing his gaze between me and Ellen.

And what the fuck is that supposed to be by the way? He could talk to her if he wanted. I debate in my mind.

“Max!” Ellen's mood changed up, smiled at him. I bet she figured that she switched up in a second.

“Hey Elle,” his voice was flat.

I remembered that I used to like his voice not until he made me feel so inferior and useless. I knew Max, he was a ladies' guy, but he kept acting as if he was not and was only focused on one thing or one girl.

The awkward silence that depicted an underlying tension.

“Elle, I'll see you around. I wanna use the bathroom!” I said to her in a whisper and she nods lightly as I took a step to leave and that wad when he gathered the balls to speak. Did he have to?

“Hi. Chriss!”

“Yeah. Hi.” I turn to him slowly while he faintly smiled.

A part of me felt like he was making a joke out of me.

“C’mon Chriss, even if we broke up, it wouldn't stop us from being friends, would it? I mean, I still... want us back. Fix the ills!” he said calmly, pocketing his hands.

I thought that he was a better guy. A player remains a player, right?

I mean, I already knew that he had a thing for Ellen, likewise herself. Why try to hide and pretend?

Gently, his hand stroked my arm, as I pulled away.

“No, thanks. Being friends? Not so sure they would work either. I've... gotta go now!” I walked away to find the restroom and I hear them chattering like nothing had happene.

Max is not serious, I don't think he ever loved me, untold myself.

I'm so thankful that we didn't get to have sex just yet. I would have regretted and cursed my existence.

I entered the restroom and found the available toilet relief myself. Meanwhile, I heard some girls arguing.

After I was done, I stepped out to wash my hands and that was when I realized that the noise I had been hearing was coming from Amber and Lauren, arguing about Dayle.

They were too busy to hear my movements and so I returned to the empty toilet to listen.

I pulled out my phone to secretly record. Where did I get the nerves? I didn't know.

There I was feeling like a bad bitch, recording.

“... You know what, Dayle would never love you. The sooner you accept the better for you!” I heard Lauren tell Amber.

“Who's talking about love?” very scoffed.  “I mean, if that's what you expected, then you are so fucked. Literally. Dayle cannot fall in love, he's a fuck boy and a player. He even told me how you praised his dick and skills, that's SO less of you. Lauren!” she said.

“That's not true!” Lauren barked at Amber, I was certain that she was unsure of what to say. It was evident in get voice.

“Guess what Amber, Dayle and I had a good time, and I fucking bet that you are yet to have some. You could just ask him and he'd show you and serve you! Share your kitty with him and you won't regret it! Just stop pretending to be over Dayle’s level when we both know that you'd sign up for a threesome just to have Dayle fromck your mouth!” Lauren's words hit Amber because I heard a slap afterward.

That was Amber.

I instantly stopped recording not to get caught by these witches.

Wow. How could they be so shameless to fight over a guy that's a jerk? I mean the jerk that I also adore. Ellen would love to see this, no doubt, we hate these girls and so we could laugh over the video too.

First time in a while, I feel important because I was secretly holding something that could send the school into an aghast state of mind.

Ordinarily, you could swear that these girls could never run around a guy, but I guess that there's something about this ‘Dayle’ that most girls wanna get.

I mean, me too. Thinking about him right now, makes me

want to fuck with him and find out, but how? It won't happen, my head tells me.

I let their arguments and bratty threats die down before I step out of the restroom, coast cleared.

I realized that I was also late for Bio class, running as fast as I could, my plaited skirt propelled me like a parachute that was accelerating me until I got to the class's door front.

I attempted to walk in knowing full well that the creep of a teacher would hold me back.

“Chrissy Horton, you are late!”

“I'm so sorry Professor Lee; I had to use the restroom!”

“You mean to buss it down?!” I hear someone said from behind and it was Steve, one of Dayle’s friends, and then the class burst into laughter, uncontrollably.

It hurt me abd it hurt me more when I saw Dayle laughing as well. The man told me to just find somewhere to sit as he caes to get the class in order.

Meanwhile, they were yelling ‘Chris-Shit’ until Professor Lee shuts them up with a threat to give an automatic F to anyone who keeps distracting his time.

Silence fell back in place. The did had been done, but the damage can never be undone, I couldn't excape it.

Despite it, I heard giggles and attempts of others trying to make me feel so bad but I try to stay strong, at least Ellen was doing her best to keep me unhurt by anyone.

After the bell rang, the class emptied, and the worse began to happen. Dayle and his friends started walking in my direction. This is not good, I told myself.

“Why the fuck are they coming here?” Ellen asked me  under her breath while we—I stay focused to stare into their pretty but gruesome eyes, they are a bunch of beauty with bad characters and they don’t give a damn.

“I don't know!” I replied almost in a whisper.

When they were finally standing in front of us, they were smirking but not Dayle, he was sharply staring at me angrily.

“What do you want from her?” Ellen barked at them, but they ignored her. Dayle and I kept staring daggers at each other.

What have I done to him this time?

“Did you just try to send someone to intimidate me? You know that I could never be intimidated, right!” Fayme blurted out.

“I didn't... I didn't do anything!” was all I could say. He stared at his friends, snickering too, like I've just said rubbish.

“Did you hear that? She fucking did nothing!” Ellen said defensively, but again, they laughed as he turned to face me.

“You crossed me once, but cross me again bitch, you'll be dead! Stay out of my WAY, for the last and fucking time!” he warned, reeking of anger and resentment that he had for me while I swallowed.

I was scared. I know Dayle, his words are never empty. Thinking of the possibilities made my stomach churn.

He walked away but Steve and Egan won’t leave.

“Leave her alone! She didn't hurt you, did she?” Ellen said to them but they just laugh like a bunch of menaces.

While I remained silent, like a typical grade one fool.

“Fuck off, Ellen; I swear that I could rip off that hymen in one sitting… so, don’t fucking play!” Egan warned and they laughed it off.

I didn't know that he had a bad mouth, and besides I didn't want my friend to be dragged into this. It was my mess, whatever it was.

I signaled to her not to talk again. It was better off that way...

“Would you mind bussing it down for us?! Chris-shit! You are a stunner, we admit!” Steve taunted me and Egan chuckled with a deadly smile.

Steve caught my face roughly, licking his lips and continued, “Your ass is pretty by the way!” he said to my face and released me.

That was a compliment, it was a curse.

“You got some pretty ass by the way! But I'm never going to fuck a crybaby. Literally!”

Egan added and Steve nudged him and they left.