Bad Boy, Bad Girl

IV

IV - Hangout p2.

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"This isn't over," He grabbed his keys and left.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding and soon, the feeling disappeared.

As I drove back home, I decided to check my social media. Ignoring my direct messages and new notifications of followers- even though I haven't made a post, I saw a video was trending. I immediately hit the brakes and pulled over.

It was a video of Alex and I in the position we were in where I was backed against the counter. The person who posted the video was on Stacy's account and the video tagged us.

There was only two people in that house. The college boy, Alex, me, and Stacy.

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I marched over to the cafeteria up to where Stacy and her bitchy sluts were sitting down, giggling.

"Why the fuck would you post that video?" I growled.

"What video?" She giggled. I slapped her as everyone gasped.

"You bitch!" She yelled as I threw one punch to her plastic nose, I pulled her hair and dragged her across the floor. Once I was satisfied, I finally let her go.

"You will pay bitch. Watch your back." She threatened.

I kneed down on the floor to her level, "Awe, are you gonna call your daddy?" I fake-pouted, sticking my lip out.

"Tell your daddy how you were fucking a college dude in someone's house while you're at it." People gasped, some whistled.

Disgusting.

I make eye contact with Alex across the room.

He was amused by this.

I scoffed and went outside to take a smoke.

I took a long hit before finally exhaling. I took another hit before Alex met me outside, assuming he was getting ready to smoke as well.

I watched as he took out a lighter and lit the end of the cigarette. He took a hit and then finally looked at me before saying something.

"What do we do about that picture?" He asked.

"We? Nothing has changed. I still declare you as an enemy, Alex. You deal with the situation however you want, just count me out of it." I sighed.