Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Walking Into Hell
He says, seeming annoyingly relaxed about it.
"I am not doing it if he does not put that camera away!"
"Don’t forget you are the one with something to lose. It does not measure up to your offense. You should be thanking me for being this generous."
I narrow my eyes at him. "You just want to get something real to use against me."
Ten different scenarios are running through my head of what I should do right now. I can agree to this. But it would be like signing a deal with the devil himself where my soul is the collateral.
I might be very devastated as hell right now. But I am not a fool. It is clear as day and crystal what this is. I am not about to soil myself trying to get out of one noose only to get another tighter one around my neck that would come to choke the life out of me later on.
"I cannot say that you are wrong." He admits. "I will make sure you’re back here afterwards."
"So then I would be your toy and be blackmailed and coerced into doing things that I don’t want. If I don’t agree then, you would post another video to ruin me."
"That’s my smart pet. You are very right. But then it would be up to you to not be disobedient and force my hands into letting the whole school see it. Like your current video."
"You bastard!"
He gestures to his bulge. "He is waiting. Get back on your knees and be the nice, little obedient slut he needs."
His shameless, dirty words crawl up my skin. I feel so disgusted at him and at myself for this. God I’m the fool. What was I expecting yet again?
"Fuck you and your offer! I’m taking back my apology!" I angrily march out of the lounge. I had just opened the main door when my head collides with something. I look up to see that it was actually someone’s chest and not a wall.
I vaguely hear him ask if I was okay. But I push him aside and start to run. I needed to be far away from this. I was going to scream any second now, the outrage bubbling and burning in my chest would come out in the form of an absolute ear-splitting shriek.
CALIX
"I saw a girl just now on my way here. What was she here for?" Rex asks curiously. "Just someone." I say, blowing out cigarette smokes. He looked like he wanted to ask another question before Lucas and Curtis pull him into their unending discussion and arguments about the Minecraft game that they had stayed up all night playing.
An annoyingly common routine ever since Rex came back from Madrid two days ago. My mind go to Gweneth. Until when did I start to want to mess with her like this? She’s gone now, but her presence still lingers. Her words still swirl in my head. A smirk forms on my face as I imagine all the things I can do to her.
The anger that I always feel at her presence is now tampered with a need to corrupt that innocent soul and body of hers so badly. I was really hoping to get my cock wet in that little mouth of hers. Nothing to mull over, since she would be coming back here tomorrow or latest, the day after.
She had no idea that I had already made arrangements to bring her back here. I really can’t leave her alone now. Not until I have her in all the ways that I do in my mind.
GWENETH
«I saw you at school today. What were you doing at Diamond League’s lounge? I saw you coming out from there.» Curry texts.
«I thought I should go and apologize to that dickhead. It was a very bad idea.» I texted back.
«Really? How did it go?» That question strikes up aggression in me.
«I already told you. It was a bad idea! I regret what gave me the idea to go there in the first place.»
«You don’t know yet, do you?»
«Know what?»
«That your suspension has been lifted.» I re-read the message over and over to be sure what she is saying.» This must be a joke.
«Quit joking around.» I texted. That is not an amusing thing to joke with.
«It is true! You can also ask Maverick if you don’t believe me.» Just then a text came from him. I opened it, and it reads.
«Have you heard the news! Your suspension had been lifted!»
«Curry told me that she saw you coming out of the lounge. A few others said they saw you in his car. What did you do to make him lift the suspension?»
I only seriously believed it when I got an email from Krohns. It confirmed what Curry and Maverick had said. There is a whirlwind of emotions inside me. I do not know how to feel about this exactly. Could Calix be the one behind it. I don’t think so much.
There is no way he would do that when I did not do what he wanted. Could it be the school board themselves? Maybe they have found out that the video was not real?
Getting ready for school the next day was a drag. My stomach is so heavy with anticipation that I could not force even liquid down my throat. I cannot be happy about the lifted suspension when I am walking into hell.
I feel like I’m dragging myself to the gallows. It doesn’t feel free to be here. "Hey, look! It’s her!"
A group of boys and girls ran to me with a camcorder on my way to go see the principal. The surrounded me like paparazzi, recording and asking questions before I knew what was happening. "What did you do to get the shortest suspension time in history?" One girl asked, holding a feathered pen as a mic for me to speak on.
"I don’t know. Leave me alone." I say. But they don’t. They kept on bombarding me with questions until Curry and Maverick comes to rescue me.
"Didn’t she just ask you to leave her alone?" Curry yells at them. "Who are you, and what are you going to do if we don’t?" One says, eyeing her with contempt.
Another goes to Maverick and tries to incite him into a fight. "You look like you want to start something. Go on, start it."
"Maverick, don’t." I call him to not listen. These people obviously want trouble. And they would be able to get out of it, unlike me.
"Cindy." Curry calmly calls out one of the girl’s name with a lethal expression on her face. The Cindy girl gives a cocky response.
"What? Want a fight too? You sure you can handle it?"
"Who knows? But I am not a scoundrel like you." The girl’s face turns nasty. "Did you just call me a scoundrel? Do you have a death wish?" She jabs Curry on the chest with her finger. There were a lot of students around that are watching us. I’m a spectacle once again.
Curry smirks. "Death wish? I will tell you what that is. I heard that your mom works as a reporter under TQ broadcasting company. Do you happen to know who owns it? It’s my Dad." She whispers the last part, but we all heard it.
"Sure it is not doing well as it used to since it has been out rivalled by other larger stations. But I just want you to know that your mom can get fired in an instant because of your actions. My father dotes on me so much that my words and whims is like the second constitution. Do you want me to try it out now?"
"Your Dad owns TQ? You are a big deal then. Why do you act like a doormat?" Maverick says to Curry on our way to class. I just hope we have a lot of classes together today. If I have to be alone in one, then I don’t think I would be attending.
Curry hisses. "I don’t act like a doormat."
"Sure you do. You let Courtney and all the others walk all over you, what does that make you?"
"Shut it Maverick unless you want that mouth of yours snipped!" Curry says fiercely.
"You can’t snip a mouth."
I am in no mood to enjoy Curry and Maverick’s back and forth arguing. The principal had said nothing to me other than welcome back and that I am on probation and any next bad act would get me expelled. I’m not getting as much shit as I expected.
The videos were taken down on the day I had been suspended. So no one had it anymore. But uncertainty is gnawing at me so much that my hands are shaking.
I saw Brooke. She saw me too but looked elsewhere like she didn’t. I hate the feeling of uncertainty. Time moved fast and slow at the same time. I have just one class for the damn school day to end. And that happens to be literature.
"Do you want us to come with you?"
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