Chapter 1
Roman's pov
I cried out in pain as I was kicked in the stomach for the fifth time this morning. The reason? Simple. I'm the number one victim for Adrian Young aka Mr. popular. He's been bullying me since middle school. I don't know what I did to make him go after me, but once he has his target, he doesn't leave them alone. I felt another sharp pain in my rib cage, followed by a crack, confirming that he had broken my rib. "Stay on the floor like the dog you are" Adrian laughed before walking away with his group of friends. As soon as they were gone a couple students tried to help me but I refused. 'They only help once he leaves. Other than that, they stand and watch as I get beat, laughing at my pain' I thought to myself and got up, limping to the nurse's office. I'm pretty much a regular cause of how severe Adrian's beatings are. Once I sit down the nurse starts looking over and treating my wounds. "All i can say for your ribs is that you need to take it easy. What's your excuse this time?" She asked. "I fell down the stairs" I mumble. I hadn't told any of the teachers about getting bullied as they probably wouldn't believe me and say it was domestic abuse, which is a lie. My parents are wonderful people. My dad owns his own business and my mom is a fashion designer. With such successful parents you must be wondering why I get bullied. Well, it's because I have never told anyone who my parents are and the teachers have been bribed to keep quiet. Soon the nurse was done treating me and let me go to class. I took the note she handed me and went to class, giving the note to the teacher. He read it and nodded before telling me to go to my seat. Another fun fact, I sit right in front of the one and only devil. If you guessed Adrian then your correct. I unfortunately have every one of my classes with him and in each one he makes my life a living hell. I started on my work only to have my seat yanked back, resulting in me falling and getting the breath knocked out of me along with a sharp pain in my chest. I ignore the laughing and snickering and get back in my seat, pretending like nothing happened. A few minutes later the principle made an announcement. "Mr. Smith and Mr. Young please come to my office. The class oohed like a bunch of fifth graders. Adrian and I got up and went to the office, Adrian shoving me to the ground on the way there. I got up and walked into he principle's office to see my parents along with what I assumed to be Adrian's parents. "Boys, we need to talk" My father said.