Chapter 174: Cruelty
Vivian’s POV
[ Poor Ryan needs rescue from that gold digger.]
[How can something that ugly dares then next to him? She probably got a boob job just to ensnare him. Look at those giant puppies.]
[Her soul is ugly from the inside out. I bet she eats chickens and their babies]
[That is very clearly a man using beach balls as fake boobs]
[There is no way that ugly thing bagged a billionare without drugging him]
[Was Ryan Terrell blind when he smashed that or just desperate? There is no way that the man was in his right mind when he slept with her.]
[What kind of woman has grey eyes? It’s all the smoke from the victims she has burned in the past. Pure evil].
Wow, that was a lot of heat coming from people that Vivian had never met and would most probably never ever meet no matter how long she lived.
Cyber bullying was a thing. She knew that much. She’d had a few brushes with it in the past. But it had been easier to ignore because normally during those times it had been one random troll on the internet trying to ruin her mood. But this was on a whole different level.
There were literally hundreds of thousands of people who were dedicating time and effort into making sure that Vivian felt as small as possible. She was certain that if she were to go out right now looking like just herself she would definitely be attacked.
It was terrifying.
Most people said that the tried and tested method to deal with cyber bullies was to ignore them until they went away. But Vivian was having trouble doing that. It was no longer just Bryce spreading fake news about her and making awful AI pictures. More and more people were catching on to the wave and everybody was throwing stones at her.
She could not just sit back and take it. She was done being that woman. If she were a little bit braver her preferred method of self-defense would have been to make a video of herself shutting down all of the haters. But even though she had more self-confidence now, Vivian was not yet at that level. So she was doing the next best thing. She was writing as many positive things about herself and was spreading them out across different social media platforms.
Every single post that had hate aimed towards her. She tried to counteract by saying an equal amount of positive things. When somebody wrote that she had a cute face to hide her monstrous interior. Vivian posted a comment (anonymously of course). Talking about how maybe her cuteness extended to her insides as well.
Some of her comebacks were weak but they were still working to turn the tide in her favor even if it was just a little bit. Ryan already had people on that and she’d seen quite a few positive posts similar to what she herself was doing. But being online and defending her own name made her feel better so she kept at it. As the hours passed and Vivian continued to slay online trolls she became almost numb to all of the hate that she was receiving.
It was actually kind of easy to do.
The first most important thing was that she knew she was not any of the things that the people online were saying about her. The second thing that made it easier to deal with was the realization that the online trolls lacked creativity. After the tenth or so insult they all just seemed to be recycling the same things over and over. That made it easier for her to take in all that was being said about her without being too offended. A lollipop in her mouth Vivian scrolled through posts, trolled trolls, and wrote positive things about herself. Then she came to a post that had only been up for a few minutes and already had a lot of followers.
Curious to know what new thing about her could have popped up that suddenly had even more people flocking to content about her. Vivian clicked the link and was so stunned by what she saw that she ended up dropping her phone, her lollipop slipping out of her mouth and ending up on the floor.
What in the world was wrong with people?
As she had been going through all of the insults that were circulating about her. Vivian had thought that she had developed enough of a thick skin to be able to endure whatever was thrown at her. She’d gone through various fake naked pictures of herself and had even seen fake videos of a naked Vivian dancing to awful music.
But this latest video was horrendous. It was a pornographic video of a fake Vivian in an orgy with men that she’d never seen in their life.
There was no proper way for her to put into words how violated she felt. Somewhere out there someone had taken the time to not only think of that, but they had made a video and then published it. Suddenly feeling uncomfortable in the very clothes that she was wearing Vivian rushed to the bathroom, ripping them off before jumping into the shower. She ended up scrubbing her skin too long and way too hard. Something that resulted in her Looking way too red by the time that she left the shower, but even then she did not feel clean enough.
How could they do that to her? All of them trusting the word of just one guy and taking that to mean that everything when it came to her was fair game. Putting on her fluffiest, comfiest pajamas, Vivian curled up in bed, Ryan’s pillow held close. She had no idea how long she lay there like that, tears flowing down her face. But that was how Ryan found her when he finally made it to the penthouse later that evening.
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