Broken by the Bully

Asher Hansen began tormenting me our freshman year, not long after my father kicked him and his older brother off the compound with nothing but the clothes on their back.

They blamed Dad for their mother taking her own life. To be honest, I think I did, too.

Maybe that's why I took it whenever Asher called me Cult Barbie and teased me mercilessly, saying the filthiest, most outrageous things.

But that doesn't explain why his words always made me feel…fizzy inside.

To say I've been waiting for this moment is an understatement. It's graduation day, a big deal for every eighteen-year-old and an even bigger deal for someone who grew up the way I did.

But for me today is about more than the end of high school. It's about taking control of my life. Today, I'm actually going to do it. The one thing I can do to shock him. My ruthless nemesis.

I guarantee he won't see it coming.