Breaking Ties With The Bully
In Resist and Triumph: A Charity Anthology
Wenxy, Yeri, and Chris sit at home in their family room. They talk about everything and nothing, and Wenxy is so relaxed. It’s the most carefree she’s felt since the mess with Missy. As if conjured by her thoughts, Wenxy’s phone buzzes.
Missy: You are a horrible person. How could you treat me like that?
Missy: You only think of yourself. You’re not a good friend. You are a bitch.
Missy: I should go there and punch you. You good for nothing cow.
Wenxy has no idea where this is coming from. She hasn’t contacted Missy in a week and a half. This is all supposed to be over. Why is Missy suddenly sending her threatening texts? Yeri reads over her shoulder. A picture comes through.
Missy: You see this rifle? I’d be able to shoot you from a distance.
Missy: I thought you cared about me, but all you care about is yourself. Nobody wants you. You might as well just go kill yourself.
“We’re going to see a lawyer. Tomorrow. Don’t respond to her.” Yeri says. Her face is white.
“Why does she hate me?” Wenxy asks.
“She’s sick, sis. And she doesn’t hate you, she hates herself. Her words do not define you.”
Wenxy knows that.
Knowing doesn’t make it hurt any less.
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You can buy the anthology at Resist and Triumph: A Charity Anthology on Amazon
Missy: You are a horrible person. How could you treat me like that?
Missy: You only think of yourself. You’re not a good friend. You are a bitch.
Missy: I should go there and punch you. You good for nothing cow.
Wenxy has no idea where this is coming from. She hasn’t contacted Missy in a week and a half. This is all supposed to be over. Why is Missy suddenly sending her threatening texts? Yeri reads over her shoulder. A picture comes through.
Missy: You see this rifle? I’d be able to shoot you from a distance.
Missy: I thought you cared about me, but all you care about is yourself. Nobody wants you. You might as well just go kill yourself.
“We’re going to see a lawyer. Tomorrow. Don’t respond to her.” Yeri says. Her face is white.
“Why does she hate me?” Wenxy asks.
“She’s sick, sis. And she doesn’t hate you, she hates herself. Her words do not define you.”
Wenxy knows that.
Knowing doesn’t make it hurt any less.
~~~~~
You can buy the anthology at Resist and Triumph: A Charity Anthology on Amazon
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