The Serial Bully

Chapter 5~The plot thickens

As soon as I gained entrance to my home, I stripped out of my clothes speedily, hastening my way into the bathroom and scrubbing my skin with short,strong, frantic motions.

I washed my hands with rigid determination,scrubbing my neck more vigorously as i remembered the icy feel of his cold hands on me. I rinsed my forehead painstakingly as though it'd permanently efface the feel of his lips from it. If only I could, if only.

After I had sponged myself till i was contented, I decided to bake some butterscotch cupcakes in order to distract myself from the situation I had found myself in, a situation i had no idea how to extricate myself from.

I cleaned the dishes and tidied them away, settling down on my bed i began to scroll through my Instagram explore page in hopes that I would find videos funny enough to lift my falling spirits. Heavens know I needed a good laugh.

A few minutes after scrolling aimlessly through, I saw a message notification pop up.

Private number: hey beautiful

Who could it be ? Was it George? He had referred to me as beautiful at lunch today. I quickly shook off the thought it couldn't have been him. I didn't exchange numbers with him. Could it have been cole? No it couldn't be, could it ?. I hadn't given any student in the school my phone number. It couldn't be.

It was probably a message from kids who thought it'd be fun to prank random numbers. I didn't want to believe I had been cursed with such atrocious luck.

Me: who is this ?

Private number: take a lucky guess

Me: if this is some sort of prank,it isn't funny.

Private number: calm your shapely ass down

Private number: it's me

Private number: cole

I had been cursed with such atrocious luck, I sighed to myself

Me: how did you get my number?

Private number: I have my ways, sweet cheeks

How could he have gotten my number? I hadn't given it to anyone.

Me: did you hack my phone ?

Private number: lol,what? No I didn't. Would you have preferred that?

Me: the only thing I'd prefer is you leaving me alone

Private number: why?

Had this guy just asked me why ? Was he that dense or was he simply baiting me?

Private number: was it because you saw me trip Annabelle on purpose?

I couldn't believe he had openly admitted to it. Why had he openly admitted it? I couldn't fathom.

Me: what ?

Private number: lol, I know you saw me, there's no need to pretend.

Me: I didn't

Private number: you're terrible at coming up with lies, whenever you find it's so tantalizingly obvious.

Private number: anyway

Private number: wanna know why I did it ?

Me: No

I didn't want to be involved anymore than I already was. And i was already pretty involved