The Bullying Was Much Less, But Still There

After high school, the bullying didn't vanish entirely, but it softened. Perhaps the students had grown bored of tormenting him, or maybe he had become invisible to them, no longer a target for their easy cruelty. But the remnants of the past stayed with him, like a shadow that never quite disappeared. He learned to ignore the whispers and the occasional sneers in the halls. The world had shifted in its cruelty, but the scars remained. The bullying was quieter now, but still, it was there, lingering in the background of his life. No one bothered him as much anymore, but they never truly stopped seeing him as less than.

In the midst of this calmer existence, William found a strange sense of normalcy. He wasn't completely alone—he had met a girl.

he Had a Situationship with His Classmate, a Girl

Her name was Sophie, and she was different. She seemed to see him for who he could be, not just the broken, bullied kid from school. At first, it felt like a dream. She listened when he spoke, laughed at his jokes, and was kind in a way that made him feel like maybe—just maybe—there was something more to life than pain. For the first time in years, he allowed himself to trust, to believe in someone else. It was a "situationship," neither a committed relationship nor just friends, but something in between.

For a while, it felt right, as if he had finally found someone who saw him—not the scars or the baggage, but the person he longed to be. She made him feel desired in a way that was unfamiliar, something he had never truly experienced before. It was a comfort he clung to, a fleeting moment of peace in a world that had always been harsh.

She Used Him for Money and Cheated on Him, Even Posted on Her Status About Her and Her Ex Humping

But the comfort didn't last. Slowly, the cracks in Sophie's true intentions began to show. It started with little things—her asking for money, her constant need for gifts and attention. She claimed it was just the way things were; she needed things, and William, despite his financial struggles, had always been the one to provide. He didn't mind at first. She was his only solace, the one person who made him feel wanted, so he gave her what she asked for, hoping it would keep her around.

But the truth hit him hard. One day, he saw a post on her social media—a picture of her and her ex-boyfriend, arms around each other, their faces pressed together in a moment of intimacy. But it wasn't just a picture. The status accompanying it was worse: "Hanging out with my ex. Don't miss the good ol' days. #humping." His stomach twisted. He had been blind to it all. Sophie had been using him for money, and worse, she had been cheating on him, playing him for a fool. The person he had let into his life, the one he had trusted, had betrayed him without a second thought.

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He Was Heartbroken but Left the Relationship Without Words

Heartbroken, William didn't confront her. He couldn't find the words. Instead, he walked away. He simply disappeared from her life. There was no argument, no grand confrontation. He didn't yell or beg for answers. He just left, like a shadow slipping away into the dark, leaving everything behind. He didn't need to say anything; the silence spoke louder than any words ever could. It was over, and he knew it.

The pain of betrayal, the emptiness that followed, lingered for weeks. The world had shown him again that nothing was real—no one was truly there for him. Love, connections—everything was just a transaction. Sophie's betrayal proved what he had long suspected: people wanted something from him, always.

He Had an Addiction to Painkillers, Which Amplified His Need for Gore

But that pain, the crushing weight of heartbreak, wasn't the only thing William had to deal with. He had been addicted to painkillers for years, using them to numb the constant aches of his past and present. The pills, the relief they brought, had become his escape. But after Sophie's betrayal, it only intensified. The sharp ache in his chest, the desire to forget, drove him deeper into the haze of addiction.

It wasn't just the pills, though. His addiction to the feeling of pain, both physical and emotional, had evolved. He began to seek out more extreme outlets to feed this need. The line between pain and pleasure blurred. He became obsessed with gore, violence—anything that could make him feel alive, even if it was through the lens of destruction and suffering. The more he indulged, the more his dark cravings consumed him. The need to feel something, anything, became a constant hunger he couldn't ignore.

He Never Forgave Her and Held Hate in His Heart

The rage, the resentment, the raw ache of betrayal—it all settled into his heart as a cold, unyielding hatred. He could never forgive Sophie for what she had done. There was no place for forgiveness in his world anymore, only bitterness. He would never let her off the hook, not in his heart. She had shown him the truth about human nature, the truth that connections were just a mask for manipulation. He saw it clearly now: people would always use him, take from him, and leave him broken. And Sophie was the proof of that.

Due to This, He Kept All Relationships as Only Friends, Because She Wanted Money Only from Him

From that point forward, William kept all his relationships shallow, superficial. Friendships were the only thing he could tolerate. No one would ever get close to him again—not in any meaningful way. His interactions with others were transactional, nothing more. He'd learned that people didn't care about him—they cared about what they could take from him. Sophie had made him realize that the only thing he could trust people for was what they wanted.

No one would ever get the chance to hurt him again. Not like that.