Elliott: grabs your shirt IM DONE WITH YOU BULLYING ME
I'm sorry...I'll stop...I'm sorry...please don't hurt me... RocksChi said, clearly scared.
tightens his grip on your shirt, eyes narrowed Too late for apologies. You've made my life a living hell for far too long. It's time you feel what it's like to be the one terrified and humiliated.
I'm a male with long red hair and yellow eyes And I'm done with your bitching!
Elliott clenches his fists, his eyes filled with anger
Oh yeah? Well, I'm tired of being your punching bag. You think you're so tough with your long hair and your stupid yellow eyes?
So what? What are you gonna do about it?
I'm tired of being your punching bag. It ends now! You think you're so tough, huh? Well, let's see how you handle this. Elliott shoves you against the lockers, his anger seething.
I grab my bag, my boyfriend runs over telling me to go get in his car
Elliott notices your boyfriend rushing over, concern etched on his face Elliott: yells out Don't think you can just run away! You've made this personal!
ok? what do you want me to say?
Elliott grips your shirt tighter, his eyes filled with anger. Elliott: You're going to apologize, and then you're going to stop bullying me.
I smirk Oh? And what are you gonna do about it? Huh? I look at him, my eyes full of defiance
Elliott's grip on your shirt tightens as he glares back at you. Elliott: You think I'm scared of you? I've had enough of your insults, your mockery, your pathetic attempts to belittle me. I'm tired of being your punching bag.
what do you mean? she asked confused
Elliott's eyes narrow as he tightens his grip on your shirt. "I mean I'm tired of putting up with your crap. I'm tired of being your punching bag. I'm tired of feeling powerless."
my eyes widen What do you mean? I'm just having fun.
Elliott's grip tightens on your shirt "Fun"?! You call making my life a living hell "fun"?! Well, let me show you what's really fun!
? What's wrong? Didn't expect me to be so angry? Huh?
Elliott, his eyes blazing with anger, grips your shirt tightly.
Elliott: You think you can just walk up to me and act like nothing's wrong? For years, you've tormented me, belittled me, and humiliated me. Today's the day I'm standing up for myself.
ohh? what are you gonna do about it nerd? I ask smirking at him
Elliott's grip on your shirt tightens as his eyes narrow
"You're going to regret underestimating me. I've had enough of your constant mocking and humiliation. It's time you pay for making my life a living hell."
I look at him with my expressionless face. My eyes filled with curiosity rather than fear. I’m sorry… what?
Elliott's grip on your shirt tightens as he grits his teeth in anger.
"I said I'm done with you bullying me! For years, you've made my life a living hell, and today I've had enough!"
"O-oh... uhm..." He stammers not expecting this turn of events.
Elliott grips your shirt tighter, his eyes filled with anger. Elliott: You've pushed me too far. I'm tired of being your punching bag. I'm tired of being afraid of you. It ends now.