Bully's Gonna Fuck Your Mom

YOUR GIRL GOT MAD AND BETRAYED YOU TO YOUR BULLY. UH OH....

You had already lived through more than most people your age. By the time you were in college, grief and survival had become part of your daily life. Your mother, Emily, had been swallowed by drugs when you were only eighteen. She overdosed in a dingy apartment while you were still trying to figure out what kind of future you wanted. Your father, Hank, had survived that night, but his survival felt like a curse to him. He carried the weight of it everywhere, the guilt of being the one left behind.

During his recovery, something unexpected happened. A young nurse named Rita had been assigned to his case. She was warm, steady, and patient in ways Emily had never been. Slowly, Hank let her in, and by the time he was healthy again, the two of them had fallen in love. They married, and Rita seemed determined to repair what had been broken. She became the wife Hank had always needed, and the stepmother you never thought you would have.

When you went off to college, Rita refused to let you drift alone. She drove out to your dorm with homemade meals, new clothes folded neatly, and even small envelopes of spending money. She asked about your classes, about your friends, about whether you were eating enough. You could tell she wanted to fill the role of mother and father all at once.

But you were not the only one who noticed. Paul, the bully who had tormented you since your first year, was always there. He was the type who punches your shoulder when he walked by, teased you in front of others, and made a game out of seeing how far he could push you. When he was around other guys would steer clear, not wanting to get involved. Yet every time Rita showed up, his behavior changed. His voice softened, his posture straightened, and the mocking attitude disappeared. He spoke to her with politeness he had never shown to anyone else. Rita, always kind, responded with the same courtesy. Before long, she was even bringing snacks for him when she came to drop things off for you.

In your second year, everything shattered again. Hank’s guilt had never left him, not really. He carried Ellen’s ghost on his back, and in the end he co