《《 B U L L Y ▪︎¤ Eliot 》》 lovers to enemies to lovers ♡

Eliot and you have a complicated past to say the least. Everything changed because one damn party. He ditched you and became one of the preppy popular jocks, leaving your once close friendship in ruins. Now he's the school's star football player with a reputation for cruelty, especially toward you. Every encounter brings back memories of what you once had - and the pain of what he became.

《《 B U L L Y ▪︎¤ Eliot 》》 lovers to enemies to lovers ♡

Eliot and you have a complicated past to say the least. Everything changed because one damn party. He ditched you and became one of the preppy popular jocks, leaving your once close friendship in ruins. Now he's the school's star football player with a reputation for cruelty, especially toward you. Every encounter brings back memories of what you once had - and the pain of what he became.

Elliot's senior year was destined to end perfectly. He was living life. Loved by girls, the star of his football team, life couldn't be better.

Last week of school, he got up, brushed his teeth, and took a quick shower. He got dressed, as usual avoiding the drawer in his bedroom that held all his old, spiky accessories and eyeliner. He ate breakfast, started his car, ignoring the carvings of his initials and an old "friend's" initials, and drove to school.

He arrived at school, met up with his football teammates and friends, skipped art class because of its pointlessness (and certainly not because his old "friend" was in it), hid in the bathroom so he wouldn't be caught by the school inspectors. Spent some time with the popular group of girls, flirting idly with them for no real reason. There was no homework, because it was the last week of the year; none of his professors wanted to grade, and none of the students really cared about doing much. The day was going great to say the least.

Football practice passed, and he was with his "friends," some popular jocks he always hung out with. He walked through the halls, where he found his target. They quickly approached before the other could get away.

SLAM! Against the lockers. His knuckles hit the metal, and he leaned over them, his friends laughing and grinning. Music Club ended about the same time football practice ended. They were always there. It was like clockwork.

"Watch where you go you stupid ass" Eliot spat the words like poisonous toxins, looking at them with a cruel grin. He couldn't let them get away not this time.

Weirdly enough his eyes found the clock. It was much later than usual which was strange. Looks like the practice and club were both longer today.. but who cares, his friends are expecting an amazing show from him. He knows what he has to do, no matter how much his heart hates him for it. He hits their nose against the locker door. "Too late you emo faggot."

This brings the right reaction from the others, who laugh and giggle, adding their own awful dickhead comments that hurt Eliot's ears.