After a long anticipated party hosted by one of the most popular boys in school, a rumour goes round the entire school and gets the names of the two least expected classmates, in the mouths of the entire population of Castron High.
One word: Madness...
Hey, guys. This chapter was not supposed to come today, but it stayed in my drafts and my body was itching me😂♥️
And hey, you don't have to read this chapter now. You can read this in the morning because this chapter needs to sink in well for you guys. Why am I saying this? There is a topic in this chapter that is incredibly sensitive to me and I need EVERYONE to air out their views on this. I need this to be interactive, so please do well to engage here and say your own points of view on this topic. Don't be afraid to speak, but mind you, like I said, this is an incredibly sensitive topic for me so I will not hesitate to come after anyone who says anything insensitive ♥️
Without much further ado, carry on.😌♥️
~DABI~
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"I am extremely irritated by the level of insensitivity and stupidity I see on the Internet...."
I couldn't stop looking at that post.
"And this is one of the reasons I feel that any woman who is sensible should be a feminist."
Chika furiously slammed her Sprite Bottle on the table, startling Soma slightly. The twins had been silent, but furious as well, not saying a word, but passing out the most dangerous glares into space.
Meanwhile, I just wanted to die.
The Sisters and I were on one of the brown, chipped tables inside the eatery of S.A Cafe, and due to the madness that had been rising and rising on the Class Group chat since yesterday afternoon, they had not been too pleased.
And neither have I.
Not only have I been so afraid of what the consequences of this was going to be for me, but never in my life have I been so brutally damaged, absolutely battered and bruised, shamed, destroyed and murdered by the amount of low self esteem and inferiority complex I've had to battle, because of this.
I felt like dying.
I felt like disappearing.
And for the first time in the longest time, I went back to something, something that I felt that for the last past few weeks now, I had stopped.
"Dabz, I can't tell you to ignore everything that's been happening, because it going to hurt like hell," Chika said to me, as soon as she noticed me for the hundredth time.
