My Bully Tries To Corrupt My Mother Yuna New May 2026

"His best friend," Derek lied, shooting me a razor-sharp glance under the table.

Over the next two weeks, Derek’s strategy unfolded like a military campaign. He wasn't trying to bully me anymore. He was trying to corrupt her —to turn the only safe harbor I had into a hostile port. my bully tries to corrupt my mother yuna new

He’d tell her stories about me—twisted, half-true stories. Leo is so stressed about money. Leo thinks he’s failing his classes. Leo told me he wishes you’d just be happy again. He was framing my anxiety as a burden on her , positioning himself as the empathetic solution. "His best friend," Derek lied, shooting me a

Derek smiled at me—that slow, victorious grin. "See, Mrs. Yuna? I told you he has anger issues. I’m just trying to help. Leo needs someone to step in. He needs a real role model." I slammed my fist on the doorframe. "Get out of my house, Derek." He was trying to corrupt her —to turn

He found out my dad left two years ago. He found out we live in a small apartment near the train tracks. He found out I work weekends at a grocery store. To Derek, these weren't just facts; they were winning lottery tickets.

"I don’t know what to believe anymore," she finally said. And that sentence—those seven words—hit harder than any punch Derek could ever throw. This is where the story pivots. Because I have a choice. I can let Derek win. I can let him turn my mother into his trophy—a broken, lonely woman corrupted by a teenage sociopath who only wants to hurt me by destroying her.

He stood up slowly, adjusting his jacket. "I’ll leave. But I’ll be at the diner tomorrow at 7. Yuna, I’d love to talk more. Just the two of us. You don’t have to fight this alone."