Pregnant For My Bully
Chapter 39

I lay on my bed feeling full, and grateful that I had my phone back.

That bitch Ashley had been useful for once. That doesn't mean we were buddies now.

I scoffed.

If this was her way of trying to get me to warm up to her, then she was in for a hell of a surprise.

Dad was obviously whipped. He was so wrong if he thought any of these sleazy women he kept tying the knot with were ever, ever going to be good enough to replace Mom. And now he obviously believed Ashley was doing well as a sweet, considerate mother.

Bullshit.

He had decided that he was going to be blind to the whore's tactics.

Hissing, I swiped my hand over my hair.

It would eventually bite him in the a*s, I decided.

Whipping out my phone from my jeans pocket, I tapped on the Instagram app and went straight to my dms.

Messages from a bunch of people asking if I was down to hang out.

I hissed. Well, I can't now can I?

Thanks Dad.

Angrily, I scrolled down quicker until a dm from Amelia came into view.

Of course. I'd forgotten that the bitch had the guts to message me.

"I'll teach her to message me," I said aloud as I tapped on the chat.

'When will you be available to start working on the project?' That's what the message said.

I frowned.

Stupid nerd. Of course she couldn't wait to start working. That's all she knew, after all.

'I know you didn't just message me, bitch', I typed and pressed send.

I frowned after a few minutes had passed and she still hadn't responded.

I could see she was online, so why wasn't she replying.

Oh, this bitch was gonna get it tomorrow, I thought, shaking my head.

So she was brave enough now to message me and still reply late to my messages?

Angrily, I shook my head, about to exit the app, when I received a new message from her.

'It was the only way to reach you,' she replied.

I hissed.

'I can see you're feeling all important now, midget,' I typed.

'I'm sorry, Jason, but I didn't know how else to reach you, she responded.

'Shut your f*****g mouth, bitch.

I was getting pissed now.

'Meet me in the library after school tomorrow,' I said.

'Ok,' She replied simply.

Scowling, I exited her DM and searched for Adrian's DM. Finding it, I texted, 'Issues came up with dad. Wanna hang out after school tomorrow?' After a few minutes he replied, 'But we don't have practice tomorrow!

I rolled my eyes.

'Yes I'll tell dad we do so we can hang out,' I replied.

'Sure!

As soon as he replied, the green dot that showed he was online disappeared.

I raked my fingers through my hair. The following months were going to be the worst in my entire life.

A notification popped up, showing that Amelia had sent a new message.

Wow, this bitch was really on a roll today wasn't she? What the f**k did she want now, I wondered.