The Piano || 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬

|27| Can't people just shut up?

Author's note-
> I know that in this case, they would need to go to court to sue Derek because of harassment, etc, but because I have no clue how that works and because this is my story, I'll let it be. Sue me.

(Besides. Knowing society, it wouldn't help her anyways.)

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Soon, they had the details worked out and ended the call. Ashley was left staring at her phone in a silent room, not knowing what to think. This was real. They would trick everyone into thinking that they were dating because they had made a drunk mistake at a party.

Sighing, she opened Instagram. The comments on her newest post were filled with all the different reactions she could imagine. Ashley put her phone down, the screen pointing to the table, and got up.

Jerry was sitting in the living room, and she was pretty sure that he was looking at the comments and posts as well.

"Is this real?" he asked as she entered, knowing that she would guess what he was talking about. Ashley gave him a crooked smile and nodded.

"Yeah... I was going to tell you, I swear."

Jerry looked up at her, grinning widely but with a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Congrats then!"

"You're not angry?" Ashley made sure.

"No, of course not! But, I mean, since when? How long has this been going on?" He did seem a little bit hurt, even though he was good at hiding it.

"We've known for a month now... But we've been together for like six days? I... um, I asked him the day after the trip. When I called him." She blushed. Why did she blush again? It wasn't even real.

Jerry gave her a sympathetic smile. "How do you feel? After that idiot leaked it?"

"Well, I think it was our own fault. We weren't thinking straight and did that, even though we wanted to keep it private," Ashley said, making a grimace. She sat down next to him, leaning her head as far back as possible. "I got my revenge though."

"Yep, he's getting a massive shitstorm. I hope that, if he's been like that with other girls, they'll speak up. You should maybe tweet something about it. #CancelDerek is about to be trending."

"Have you?" Ashley asked, too lazy to get her phone.

"Not yet. I wanted to wait for what you say."

"Alright," she said, sighing, "then I guess I'll have to post my thoughts. Here we go."

She stood up and walked to her room, grabbing her phone before she threw herself on the bed. It was already blowing up with notifications from every one of the social media apps she was on.

Opening Twitter, she clicked all the Tweets away and started to write a new one. The blank space was staring at her. What in the hell was she going to write without sounding like an asshole?

"Yes, I and Colby are together.

No, I won't answer any questions about it yet.

Yes, Derek did harass me at the party, until Colby showed up.

No, I did not know he filmed me and Colby when we were kissing.

Yes, he posted it without our consent, and I think that's a crime. He can't have not noticed us in the back of his video and still decided to post it. Derek, if you're reading this (which I suppose you are), I'm sorry that you are so bitter about a girl's rejection. I'm sorry that harassing someone is the only way you could possibly get anywhere because your personality isn't enough. That must be a sad life.