What you mean to me

chapter twenty

As the days rolled by, the world got more busy and occupied. And both cousins were at it.

Bailey Everstone was swamped in distracting herself from the annoyance of the reality around her.

For instance, her mother's self solitude. It's been very vexing, even to the extent that her mother didn't even come down for dinner.

Half-hearted, Bailey took her food to her room and ate alone while Netflix binging.

She has a dark feeling that her mum was up to no good for herself.

If she'd known, she'd have installed CCTV cameras in her room. But no! She just had to respect her mother's privacy.

Today's Sunday.

She awoke early mainly due to the nightmares and body aches. Which was because she worked out through out the entire previous night.

She just had to get the frustration out.

Back to Sunday, today,

Bailey awoke early, said her morning prayers and conducted a single morning devotion — her mother was still locked in.

After her prayers, she decided to wear her rosary after her hygiene routine.

She would have gone to church but the menstrual pains was a huge obstacle.

God have mercy on her, she prayed.

She switched on her phone and checked for any messages and or updates.

Amber was obedient enough to leave her alone. Bailey sighed.

But she knew her cousin's obedience wasn't for long. Amber was just that clingy pest who wouldn't leave you alone until you are fine... or until she's satisfied.

She saw some text messages that made her sick.

It was the school's group. Members, her grade mates. Someone had added her up.

And the topic was about her ' rape '. They were comments like,

' She has no class '

' giving herself easily like that '

' I heard she moaned for more '

' poor girl '

' yeah poor my ass. I saw those
Chanel '

' I wish I were d dudes. Damn she's so hot. Sexy ASF 💦 '

She immediately shut her phone to avoid reading anymore.

So the rumors has it I was actually raped? She chuckled making herself a breakfast of oats, bacon and eggs. A fruit by the side, she made her way back to her room.

She didn't bother preparing any for her mother. She can handle herself alright, from what I can see.

She picked up her phone and continued viewing the messages.

Why? They're interesting. Some actually funny.

They were sorry comments, insulting, lustful, envious and hype comments in all.

Bailey was amused by them all.

Now she was certified that the bastards will die a slow painful death.

God forgive me but I'm pulling out my big guns.

She set the phone aside. Enough of the amusement, she began to work.

She researched the group participants. Identifying them one by one. No one used their real names — either nicknames, slangs or emojis.

Most of the insulting comments were from the school queen bitches; Adriana as their lead. The rest of the envious dudes and Co.