The Bully’s Reign Of Terror

He is back?

The Bully’s Reign Of Terror

Chapter 2

Ava’s POV

My heart was pounding in my chest as I ran down the street. I could hear my own breaths coming in ragged gasps and my feet pounding the pavement as I went faster and faster.

The memory of all the cruel things he had said and done to me over the years made my blood boil with anger and fear.

Finally, I reached my front door and fumbled with the keys, my hands shaking with adrenaline. I rushed inside, slamming the door behind me, and leaned against it for a moment, trying to catch my breath.

My mind was racing with thoughts of shame and embarrassment at how weak I had been, always letting that big annoying bully have power over me.

I let Max have power over me.

I let Max fondle my cheeks and turn me on, I couldn’t even do anything to stop him.

This is so embarrassing!!!!!!

I made my way to my bedroom, my heart still pounding in my chest. I locked the door and collapsed on my bed, still shaking from the encounter.

My heart pounding in my chest so hard that it felt like it was going to burst through my ribcage. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I could still feel the cold.

I lay in bed, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Max was back in Greenview High, our old school, and I couldn't avoid him.

I was taken aback by his sudden appearance, and even more so by what happened between us. His touch had made me moan, and I felt ashamed for letting myself get carried away.

The memories of how Max used to treat me came flooding back. He would insult me, and sometimes even physically hurt me. I couldn't believe that he wanted to befriend me now. It felt like a trap.

But it wasn't just his past behavior that worried me. If things went on like this, I was afraid he would take away my first time. I had always saved myself for my mate, and I couldn't let Max ruin that for me.

I knew I needed to put an end to this before things got out of hand. I couldn't risk falling for him and losing control. I had to be strong and resist him.

As I lay in bed, my thoughts raced, and I couldn't fall asleep. I thought about Max and our shared past. I wondered why he had come back and why he wanted to be friends with me. Was it genuine, or was he just trying to manipulate me again?

I knew I had to confront him and make my feelings clear. I couldn't let him think that I was interested in him. It would only make things worse.

*******The Next Day********

I woke up this morning feeling like I didn't want to go to school. The thought of seeing Max again made me feel anxious and uneasy. My mind kept replaying last night's events when he made me moan with just his touch. It was overwhelming, to say the least. I had to remind myself that I was a good student, and missing school would affect my grades. So, I got dressed and made my way to school.

As I walked through the halls of Greenview High, I felt like everyone was staring at me. Maybe they knew what had happened between Max and me last night? I tried to push those thoughts aside but it wasn’t even working.

“Bestie!!!!!!!!.” Lizzie wave at me excitedly jolting me out of my thought and coming to my rescue.

“How are you doing?” She asked.

“I’m fine, and you?”

“Same, Bestie.” She answered.

“So, I have a news for y………….” Lizzie wasn’t able to finish her sentence before I drifted off again.

I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard Lizzie's voice next to me. "Hey, Ava, did you hear? Max transferred back today!" My heart skipped a beat, but I tried to hide my emotions and remained expressionless.

"Yeah, I heard," I replied nonchalantly, trying my best to act as if it was no big deal.

Lizzie looked at me suspiciously. "Are you okay? You seem a bit out of it."

"I didn't sleep well," I said, hoping that would be a good enough excuse.

Lizzie nodded sympathetically. "I hate it when that happens. Maybe you should take a nap after school."

I wanted to tell her the real reason why I couldn't sleep last night, but I knew I couldn't. I couldn't risk her finding out about what had happened between Max and me.

Instead, I tried to change the subject. "So, how was your weekend?"

Lizzie grinned. "It was great! I went shopping with my mom and got some new clothes. Do you want to see?"

"Sure," I said, grateful for the change of topic. We spent the next few minutes discussing Lizzie's new wardrobe, and it was a welcome distraction.

After using almost an hour to discuss about her new wardrobe, the bell finally rang and we both went to our separate class.

I made my way to my locker, feeling a sense of relief that I could finally take a break from thinking about what had happened between me and Max last night. As I was busy searching for my book, I heard someone behind me.

"Hey, Ava," I heard Max's voice. My heart skipped a beat as I turned around to face him.

He was standing there with a sly smile on his face. "Did you sleep soundly last night?" he asked, his voice dripping with insinuation.

At first, I blushed with happiness, feeling a rush of excitement that he was acknowledging what had happened between us. But then, anger overtook me as I remembered how he had treated me in the past.

I couldn't believe he was bringing up what had happened between us last night in such a public place. Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped him, hard. The sound echoed through the corridor, and the students around us fell silent, staring at us in shock.

Max stumbled back, his hand on his cheek. "What the hell, Ava?" he exclaimed, looking at me with a mixture of surprise and anger.