I wanna be yours

It's my fault isn't it?

10:11

I just felt my phone vibrate in my pocket,
Guess who I got the text from? No, not Michael Jackson.

Back to the question, it's from Mason, YES I knooooww. My fucking hell, this guy can't take a hint!

10:11, Mason: Image>

My mouth dropped, remember when I said this; "I could feel that he wanted to blame me for all of this again, that he wanted to shout at me or even hit me, maybe even.. Nevermind he wouldn't do that." So.. Mason liked recording me doing, well you know.. He liked recording me doing things to him. Or him doing things to me.

When I found out, I asked him to delete the videos and photos. So he did, but now apparently he didn't because the photo included me (with no clothes on) sitting in a pose, with my back visible. You could see it was me, because of my back tattoo.

When I was younger, I went to a tattoo shop with my mom, because she was getting a tattoo of her (at the time) boyfriends name. . The lady who did the tattoo for my mom had a spine tattoo like I have now. When she was done with my mom, she asked if I wanted a (fake, washable) tatto too. My mom declined, but when the lady explained that it wasn't permanent, my mom accepted. She explained every step she was doing. When she was done, I looked at the tattoo and was very happy. It was a white butterfly.

When I got home with my mom, she Immediately washed the tattoo off, she told me It didn't look lady like, and that if I wore it everyone would think she was a bad mom.

She said It was ugly, and that I was also ugly..

Uhuhm, back to the point. There was a text, written over the picture. "Slut"

My mouth fell open, what the fuck? I swallow, looking at the picture with pure rage. This little bitch. Since it was the first lunchtime, I walked over to Mason his table, and sat down.

Yes, indeed I sat down. Could've done so many other things...

'The fuck she doing here bruh?' 'I'm just sitting here cause there is nowhere else to sit, and because I have a legal right to sit here, bruh.'  Mason's friends looked around the canteen, just to discover there was almost no one, and that I could've sat anywhere else.

Probably because nobody eats in the canteen anymore. The guy who said it; Fahad. Looked at me like I was some streetwhore, then proceeded to look at Mason and say: 'Mate, get your little slut out of here.' Some information so you don't get confused: There were 4 people sitting at the table, 3 guys and 1 girl, oh and me of course. 'Dude, be for real. She's literally taller than you, so in this case you're the little slut.' Yara said, winking at me.

Yara is the only girl in their group, i've always thought of her like a pick me. Because she hung out with boys, but my opinion changed late last year. She is absolutely gorgeous; she reminds me of a godess. She has black hair, green eyes and glasses.

'Yara shut up.' 'Why don't you make me shut up? Hmm?' 'Too far?' Yara asked. Fahad got his phone out and just started scrolling. Since I was sitting next to him (which he forgot) I could see that it was the weather app. Probably because he didn't know what to say. 'Mora, get lost. You just broke up with me. Why are you here?' 'Because she is my friend, I invited her.' Yara said. 'Actually, I came to talk about the nude you send me.' Everyone who was sitting at the table gasped. 'Woah, you do nudes Mase?' Nate asked. Nate is weird, he does whatever Mase says, B-B-BOOOORINNG! Also he's dumb as hell, and he thinks hes funny. 'Yeah Masy, didn't know you were man enough to do so.' Yara said sarcastically.

I giggled. 'Let me correct myself, I came here to talk about the nude you send me of myself.' 'YO THIS IS CRAZY.' Fayad whisper-screamed. 'Sharing is caring.' Yara said. 'Apparently i'm a slut?' 'Yo I need proof dude.' A guy asked, the third guy of the friend group, we never met eachother. He had black hair, ocean blue eyes and this look in his eyes like he didn't care what he did, he just wanted one thing.. 'Proof of what?' 'That he send you nudes of yourself, also how do you know it's you?' 'Because I have a tattoo?' I said, very annoyed. 'Mora, why are you asking me this while i'm with my friends?' 'Because if I don't, and I ask you when you're alone, you'll either try to-' The guy interrupts 'I know a lot of girls with tattoos, so you either show me- I mean us the picture, or you show us your tattoo.' He said, with a small but noticeable grin on his face. 'What if I just show you the photo?' I asked the guy I didn't know the name of. 'Me? I bet Fahad wants to see it too, jerk off material you know?' I sighed. What a jerk. 'Just show me then.' He said. I showed him the picture, zoomed in ofcourse; so you could only see my tattoo. He inspected the photo like it was a murder case. Looked at me, then at the photo, at me etc. 'Okay...' 'So?' I asked. 'Yo dude can you forward it?' He asked Mason, completely ignoring me. Fayad was still on his phone, but now watching tiktok. I took a peek at what he was watching, and well.. he was watching fortnite videos... 'Sure Azrael.'

Mason winked at me. Wait a second, the albino looking guy's name was Azrael?

'Mason, delete the picture.' 'You mean pictures.' He giggled, unlike the grown man he is.

In a split second, Yara took Masons phone and ran away. 'YARA! GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK.' Mason screamed. I giggled, which lead to Mason furiously standing up, he was about to do something when Azrael told him to sit back down. 'Mase, calm down.' Azrael said.

I looked over my shoulder to see Yara pressing all kinds of buttons on Masons phone. Probably deleting the photos. Yara came walking back with a big grin on her face. 'So I might've deleted your precious blackmail photos Masy Daisy..'

'I swear to GOD, why is this bitch still in our friendgroup?' 'A bitch is a female dog Mason, but you woulnd't know that because you're dumber than a horny teenage boy. Oh also, the only dog I see around here is you, yapping about nothing, so shut up.' I said. 'LOL, yapping! She said you're a yapper.' Nate horrendously giggled, looking like a pig. 'You're not funny Nate.' Mason said, very irritated. 'Soo... Mora? Yes Mora, uhmm.. What's your snap?'

My mouth almost fell to the floor, what the fuck!? 'It's: I'mnotgivingyoumysnapyoufuckingdumbass.' 'Thanks! A little long though, don't ya think?' He had this smile on his face, like he was proud of himself. 'Only a fat guy in a wheelchair has this name, are you sure that's your snap?' 'Yo dude maybe she identifies as a fat guy in a wheelchair!' Fayad jokingly said, resulting in literally nobody laughing. The bell rang, time to go to.. History! Great.. I finally don't have to talk to these stupid fucks anymore. Neither do I have to give my snap! Yayyy! Surprised i'm happy although I have history.