Forbidden Obsession || ʸᴬᴺᴰᴱᴿᴱ! ᵀᴱᴬᶜᴴᴱᴿ! ᵀᵉʳᵘˢʰⁱᵐᵃ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬 ¹⁰

- Coммeɴтѕ αɴd Voтeѕ αre αpprecιαтed★

The next day, I walked into campus, feeling more eyes on me than usual. I could hear some students whispering things as I passed by, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

I just shrugged my shoulders, there's always some sort of drama going around. What did it have to do with me? If anything I was becoming incredibly paranoid.

Leaving the cafeteria after grabbing some breakfast, I sat down at one of the tables outside. I noticed how none of the other students got anywhere near me.

I could hear some saying my name, coming out in harsh voices directed at me. Just as I was about to ask why they were all looking at me, I felt something dripping down my face.

Eyes wide, I turned as I heard the voices of the other students rise, coming closer with their phones out, recording us.

Ana was standing in front of me, with her boyfriend, seemingly trying to calm her down. Raising my head, I saw her hand holding a box of juice over my head.

"Ana what's wrong with you-" I got cut off as I felt my food tray getting thrown at me from behind.

"..!" Quickly glancing back, I saw Lisa sitting down on the table where I previously had my tray at.

"What's wrong with me!? What the fuck is wrong with you!" Ana screamed at me, eyes filled with rage.

"What are you talking about!?" I asked in panic, watching as the others were making fun of me. Did they watch some cringe movie about bullying or something?

"You're such a bitch! Trying to fuck around with my boyfriend at school while I was being nice to you!" Ana cried, lifting her hand to twist it in my hair, pulling me down.

"I didn't do anything!" I retorted, trying to make her hand let go of the grip she had on my hair. The angle was very uncomfortable, and I didn't like the look in her eyes one bit.

"Didn't do anything," she mocked, "Don't act dumb! There's literally proof of you with my boyfriend in the storage room of the science class!" She said, pulling her phone out as she shoved it in my face.

Looking at her phone, it was a post on Instagram, a picture of Ana's boyfriend and me from when he stood between my legs. As she swiped to the next picture, it was of him and I both exiting the room at the same time, my face flustered.

Eyes wide, I read the caption:

'Y/n wh*ring around with her own friends' boyfriend! What a sl*t!'

There were more than 100 comments, and even more shares. Thousands of likes to the post.

"Ana it's not what it looks like-" I began, getting cut off by the stinging feeling in my cheek. Lifting my hand, I realized I'd just been slapped.

Falling on my knees, I let my hair cover my face.

" 'Not what it looks like' " Ana said, trying to mimic my voice as she rolled her eyes.

"You fucking bitch! Don't talk to me or my boyfriend again! Understand?" She yelled, giving everyone an idea of what had happened. Before she left, I felt her spit on me.

"Why the hell don't you ask your damn boyfriend? Maybe he did it on purpose! It's not like you saw how uncomfortable I was, now did you? And why the hell would I want to have anything to do with your boyfriend? I thought we were friends! I'd never go down that low!" I stood up, shouting at her before heading to the bathroom as I closed the door. Washing my face and hair, I couldn't seem to stop the flow of tears.

Why was all of this happening? I had never done anything bad to anyone have I?

I decided to leave early after the bell rang, not even bothering to head to my first period. Guess showing up to school was a waste. I couldn't stand the burning glares I got from everyone that passed me by.

I couldn't stand the humiliation of it all.