Someone cares // No one cares part 2 || Dnf

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Clay POV

"Touchdown!", the coach shouted after a loud quick whistle.
"Let's goooo!", Alex approached me running, enclosing me in a tight hug.
"Pff, I can do that", Nick passed us with a little smirk as he scoffed jokingly.
"Yeah, go on then. I'll stop you, no matter what", I walked close to him, glancing down to him with a smirk as our noses weren't much more than an inch apart from each other.

"Alright! Set up guys!", Nick yelled up, running back to his team as he waved them over.
"You're a pro, I swear to god", Alex laughed as we set up as well.
With confidence I started the next round.

As more rounds were played and time was running out, I began to catch looks from my comrades. I hadn't concentrated on it earlier, but now I noticed a weird atmosphere between some of them and me.
A look of pity or slight sadness, but still a smile within the pursed lips. Whenever I gave them a glance, frowning in confusion, they'd nod at me and then break eye contact.

Did I miss a chapter?

"Eyo, Nick", I tapped the shoulder of the guy drinking in peace at the bench.
"Hm?", he turned around as he wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a towel.
"Did something happen?", I asked.
He froze, giving me an expressionless gaze, yet his eyes more widened than expressionless.

"What 'you mean?", he eventually took another sip of his bottle, looking away blankly.
"I've been getting strange glances today. Did I...do something? They're all looking at me like I had a serious disease", I explained.
"Uh,...no, I, I didn't notice anything", he avoided my look.

"You know something, don't you?", I narrowed my eyes.
He blinked at me for a few seconds before sighing.
"Let's talk later", he walked past me to the changing rooms and showers, sweaty towel over his shoulder and water bottle in his hand.

"O-kay...", I frowned after him.
Alright, so apparently something did happen. What tho?

"Hey, why isn't George with you today? He was in class, so he isn't sick", Nick mentioned as I was drying my hair with a towel roughly.
"Studying", I rolled my eyes with a smile, closing the zipper of my jeans.
"Of course", he grinned back.

"Hey, is George active on social media at the moment?", I eventually heard when I just had put on my shoes and looked up at my friend.
"I don't know", I shrugged my shoulders, "Why?"
"Let's go to mine. I gotta show you something", he nodded to himself before turning around and approaching the exit.
"Alright, wait!", I stood up and fidgeted around, grabbing my back and running after him.

"So, can you please enlighten me now?", I said impatiently as I threw my stuff on Nick's floor, letting myself fall on the couch.
"You want to see it first or you want me to explain it first?", he sighed, sitting to my right.
"See? See what?", I raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, let me show you something", he pulled out his phone, tapping and swiping around, probably to find what he meant.
"Listen", he held the phone's display away from me and stared deep into my eyes, making me tense, "don't freak out. Don't give me a tantrum."
Was that a warning?

I nodded uncertainly and confused as fuck.
After a soft exhale, Nick showed me his display and started a video.
Instantly my heart stopped at what I saw. My eyes widening and jaw dropping open, I stared at the phone.

I saw myself. Naked. Fucking a woman. It was the woman's point of view.

Without saying anything, I just continued watching.

It was humiliating, you could see my whole face, as well as my body. Female moans filled the room and small male groans here and there. The sex was aggressive. Fucking aggressive. Nothing I'd ever do to George, nor what George was into. In the next second, the phone dropped out of the girl's hand and fell exactly into a position to see me from the side perfectly fine, everything of me. But the girl's face was never seen.

I wanted to stop watching, but I couldn't.

I swallowed as I remembered when that was. I had been out with my mates. It was a party at someone's house. I've picked up a lot of girls and had sex in the bedrooms with a few. This was about 2 years ago.

"This is uploaded on the internet since yesterday, Clay. It's spreading", Nick clenched his teeth, finally talking.
I didn't say anything, I just stared at the screen, mixed feelings arousing inside me. Anger, fear, panic, I wanted to break something. Or rather, someone.

"This was-"
"I know when that was", I interrupted him.
"Do you remember who that girl was?"
I shook my head slowly, my gaze still on the video. "Could have been anyone."

"Clay, this video is on almost every platform it could be. This could-"
I cut him off once more.
"This bitch", I hissed, my anger growing as I clenched my fists so hard, it started hurting.

"Clay, we need to-"
"Why bring it up now, huh?! She had one fucking year to upload this and I wouldn't have given a crap! But sure! She has to do it now! This is bullshit!", I stood up, slapping Nick's hand with the phone away.

"I said no tantrum!", he followed me.
"If George sees this-!", I turned and yelled.
"I know!", he yelled back.
I growled in annoyance, leaning against the wall.

"Look, eventually it's gonna be alright. Videos like this are popular for some weeks and then no one wants to know about it anymore", he tried, I supposed, to calm me down.
"This could destroy so much", I brought my hands to my temples.

"We just need to keep it away from George. I suppose that's what you want the most."
"I want this shit to vanish! That's what I fucking want! If George sees this, I'm done! If a teacher sees this, I'm done! Gosh, I'm done already! I'm screwed, fucked, everyone can see it!", I yelled at Nick.

"Why would someone do this though?", Nick tried to carry on.
"Because this someone is a little bitch! Must have noticed I'm happy and was like 'Ohh, I remember, I have this video of him pounding and fucking me! Let's upload it to ruin his life'!", I felt like about to explode.
"Is there any way we can find out who she is? The uploads are anonymous", Nick stayed calm, no matter what I threw at him.

"No! She could be any fucking one!! I had sex with so many girls! As if I could remember one! I was drunk as fuck this night as well, otherwise I probably wouldn't have let her fucking record it!", I freaked out, like not in a long time.
"Clay, calm the fuck down! Yelling won't do you any good! We have to find a solution!"
"Oh, a solution, sure! A solution! What kind of solution can we find for this shit, Mister Sherlock Holmes?! Huh?!", I got personal. I didn't like it.

I acted like an idiot. I was angry. I was scared. I didn't know what would come next.

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