All Chapters of My Bully : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Steve pov: As Jeremy walked away, I felt a lump form in my throat and tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. Losing him was not an option, not after everything that has happened. I knew I had to tell him everything, all the secrets that I'd been hiding since my childhood.  I couldn't bear to lose him, not after the good times we shared. The memories of those days were etched in my mind, and I couldn't let them fade away. I loved Jeremy, and I couldn't imagine a life without him. As soon as I left school, I hopped on my bike and headed straight home.  I wasn't in the mood for any more classes, all I wanted to do was see Jeremy. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to want to see me, so I figured there was no point in sticking around. As I went inside my house, I could see my mom and dad sitting at the dining table.  My dad noticed me and his face im

Third person pov: Steve and Jeremy are on their way to school, but the atmosphere inside the vehicle is tense and uncomfortable. Jeremy is driving with a stoic expression, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, while Steve is seated beside him, lost in his phone, seemingly determined to avoid any form of conversation.  The silence between them is almost palpable, and it's clear that something is amiss. Suddenly, Steve breaks the silence.  "Jer..." he starts. Jeremy turns his head towards Steve. "What?" he asks. "Can I get my bike keys?" Steve requests. "No, you can't," he says, turning his attention back to the road. "But I have to go to a party today," Steve explains. "A party? Where?" Jeremy asks. "At Luca's house," Steve replies. Jeremy thinks for

Oliver pov: I nervously made my way to the principal's office, my mind racing with thoughts of what I could have possibly done wrong. As far as I knew, I was the school's poster boy for good behavior, and I had every intention of keeping it that way. But there was something about this summons that made me uneasy. When I finally got to the door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking. A deep voice called out, inviting me inside. As I stepped through the doorway, my gaze darted around the room, looking for any sign of the principal. But the chair behind the desk was empty. "Hello?" I called out uncertainly, my voice echoing in the quiet room. I was about to turn and walk away when I heard footsteps approaching from behind me. I spun around my heart racing, and found myself face to face with the last person I expected to see. "No way," I thought, my eyes widened in disbelief. "Why

Jeremy pov: "Hey! Are you coming to pick me up, Oliver?" I asked eagerly, waiting for his response. "Uh, I'm sorry buddy. I'm swamped today. Can we reschedule for another time?" Oliver replied apologetically. "Ah, no worries. Take care and talk to you later." I responded. As I hung up, I noticed Steve staring at me with a stern expression. I couldn't help rolling my eyes before reaching out to hold his hand with mine. "Why are you angry?" I asked him. "I'm not angry," he snapped back.  "But why are you acting like you don't know anything? Just tell Oliver the truth and beat the living daylights out of him!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  "That would be so immature, Steve," I replied, hoping to calm him down. "So, you're saying I'm immature?" he shot back, hi

Jeremy pov: Oliver was struggling to stand up as he pleaded, "Jer, please don't leave me." "I'm not leaving you, Ollie. I'm just going home, I will see you tomorrow." I reassured him. "But..." Before he could finish his sentence, he lost his balance and fell on the ground face first. Although I couldn't help but feel amused, I quickly composed myself and helped him back up. That's when Luca stepped in and offered to take him home. "You go, Jeremy. I will drop him at home," Luca said as he took Oliver from my hands. I was about to protest, but Luca knew me too well. "You go, Steve is waiting for you outside," he said with a smirk. I blushed at the thought of what might happen when Steve and I get home, but the anger I felt towards him was too strong. He had slept with Nancy after telling me he loved me. We had agreed to act in front of Oliver, but Steve had gotten mad and slept with Nancy just to make me jealous. He doesn't get to have me tonight. That's his punishment. As I w