The Bully's Lament

Maggie got out of her car as she pulled into a dead end where no one else was except the person who tapped her bumper. 

Maggie dragged Cindy out of the car and threw her to the ground who was frightened by her past bully.

"GET THE FUCK UP!" Maggie yelled. "You're so pathetic. You can't even fight me!"

"Maggie, stop! Please!" Cindy yelled. "I don't want this! I don't want to fight you! I can't!"

"You should've thought about that before you wrecked my car!" Maggie yelled, slamming Cindy down to the ground.

Cindy cried out in pain, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I can pay for it! Just please, please stop!"

"NO! You've been a pain in my side for years! Now I finally am living my life and you come around and scratch my car!" Maggie yelled, slapping Cindy's stomach. "And you're fat too! No wonder you can't drive!"

"Please, Maggie, it's just a scratch!" Cindy cried. 

"JUST A SCRATCH?!" Maggie yelled. "Do you have any idea how much this will cost?"

"Please, I'm sorry. I'll pay for it!" Cindy yelled.

Maggie glared at Cindy. "Fucking bitch. You were useless in high school and you're useless now. How old are you?"

"24," Cindy said. 

"YOU'RE 24?!" Maggie laughed. "Look at this little titties."

Maggie tore off Cindy's shirt and jiggled Cindy's small boobs. "NO! STOP! Please, I'm sorry, Maggie!" Cindy cried. 

"Practically a baby's chest and you call yourself 24?" Maggie laughed. "No wonder you can't drive, probably can't touch the pedals."

Maggie pushed down on Cindy's stomach. "Stop! Maggie!" Cindy cried. "Wait... please! Stop!"

Maggie didn't stop and kept pushing down on Cindy's stomach. Cindy squirmed, but couldn't do anything to stop Maggie. She didn't even understand what she was doing until... Maggie stopped pushing down. When she did, Cindy felt her pants getting soaked. 

"Look at that, she's a baby after all," Maggie laughed. "Still a piss pants."

"That's not fair!" Cindy cried. "You held me down! You made me do it!"

"I'll tell you what. I won't make you pay for the damage," Maggie said as she took a picture of Cindy in her bra and wet pants. "And I'll simply take this as insurance."

"No, please," Cindy cried. "Just let me pay."

"I don't think so," Maggie said and then grabbed they keys from Cindy's car. "I'll keep this. Maybe show this to people. Maybe you should invest in some diapers. I'll take these, no point on letting you drive anymore. Good luck getting home,."

Maggie climbed into her car, leaving Cindy lying on the ground in wet pants, unable to do anything but cry as Maggie drove away. Cindy was used to this treatment from Maggie. She was used to being beaten up, teased, humiliated. She had been doing it since middle school when she first met Maggie. Now she was 24 and still getting bullied by Maggie. Cindy stood to her feet and ran towards her house, crying, praying that no one would see her wet pants and bra as she would also have to call a tow truck to get her car. 

What Maggie and Cindy didn't know was there was a bystander who watched the whole thing unfold. Her name was Roxanne Briggs. She hated bullies. She used to be a victim of bullying too until she started a program designed for getting revenge on bullies and putting them in their places. Maggie was at the top of Roxanne's list for bullies that needed to be taught a lesson, and she knew exactly what she would do.