Rescue Me (bwwm)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:

I sat in the principle's office waiting for her to talk. The old lady shuffled some papers and pulled her glasses off and made eye contact with me. "Riley" She said. "Yes" I answered quietly. "Why? Why darling?" I gave her a confused look. "Why what?" I asked. "Why would you put those photos of yourself up there?" I gasped shocked at this new found information. "Really Mrs.Dasher?" I shook my head. "Do you really think I would put those photos up?" She didn't say anything so I continued. "Do you really think I would embarrass myself like that?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Honey you tell me, who would go through all that to put them up?" I shook my head... Unbelievable. "Yes someone would go through the trouble! Someone who hates me for no apparent reason!" I said half shouting at her. "Hey there's no need for your yelling" She cleared her throat. "Well then do you have any idea who could've done this?" She asked. I leaned back into my seat "Carson."

She looked at me as her mouth fell into a gap. "Riley are you making accusations on the new kid? He barely knows anyone at this school how could he have possibly gotten hold of that picture?" I looked at her shocked... was she accusing me of lying? "Yes he did! I wouldn't lie. For some reason he feels the need to go after me." Mrs.Dasher pulled her glasses on. She looked down at a list then spoke into her speaker phone. "May Carson Peterson please come to the office, Carson Peterson." I folded my arms and stared at anything but the principle she can not me kidding me right now.

Minutes later the jerk Carson came strolling into the office. "Yes" he said calmly like coming to the principles office was nothing new. "Have a seat dear" said Mrs.Dasher. Way to change your mood, so two faced. Why does everybody treat Carson like he's some kind of celebrity? Why can't people see his true colours. Carson took a seat beside me. He looked over at me and smiled. "Sunshine" he said while winking. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. "Do you two know each other?" Asked Mrs.Dasher. "We've run into each other a few times, isn't that right... Riley, that is your name, right?" I looked over towards the good for nothing jackass who's trying to ruin my life.
"Yes something like that" I said, Mrs.Dasher nodded her head. "Mr.Peterson is it true that you put those photos of Riley up for the whole school to see?" I looked over at Carson who seemed calm and collected if he was nervous he wasn't showing any signs of it. "Of course not!" My mouth fell open. "No fucking way" I whispered. "Watch your mouth" said Mrs.Dasher. "You've gotta be kidding me right? He's the one that did it!" I looked over at Carson who was trying his best not to smile, little prick. "Quit being an ass and tell the truth!" Carson gave me a smug look. "Riley I barely know you! how could I have possibly gotten those photos?" He said with a fake hurt look.
I shook my head. "Unbelievable, this is all complete bull crap right?" "Enough Riley!" Said Mrs.Dasher. "Thank you for telling us the truth Carson you can make your way back to class. As for you Mrs.Colt I'm calling your father and your suspended for two days."
My life came crashing down. This had to be some kind of nightmare please tell me I'll wake up soon. Carson got up from his seat "Thank you Mrs.Dasher" He took one more glance at me before and left the room.

I sat there speechless, what the actual hell.

"Riley you're my best student I can't believe you. Go wait outside in the waiting room while I call your father."

"No need."

I got up with out another word and made my way out of her office.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. I said thinking to myself.

I made a stop at my locker and grabbed my bag. I slammed my locker door shut.
"Someone's angry" I looked up to see Carson walking up towards me. I sighed and turned away from the jerk not wanting to deal with his crap. I heard him laugh. "I'll go easy on you sunshine. I think I got my point across. Now you'll know not to mess around with me." I don't know what got into me but before I knew it I walked up to Carson and gave him a hard slap across the face. "Stay the hell away from Carson!" He stood there with a mixture of amusement and shock on his face. I don't think I slapped him hard enough. He smiled "you shouldn't of done that" he turned away from me and headed down the hallway.
I stood there scared and worried about Carson's last words what does he mean by That? I turned around and shoved it to the back of my head. Anger was filling me up and I felt such a strong urge to go find carson and slap him till his face bruises. I quickly way out of the school doors and towards my truck. When I got into my truck I took in a deep breath. Two days ago my life was fine. How could one person make everything go upside down within hours? Is that even possible. I placed both hands on my steering wheel and rested my forehead on the rim of the wheels.

I didn't even realize I was crying until I saw the tear drops falling onto my lap.

"Gosh I'm so weak I've been crying all fricken day! Man up would you Riley!" I said screaming to myself. I slammed my fist down on the wheel. I sinked back into my seat feeling beaten and frustrated with myself. I took in a deep breath and angrily wiped away the tears. I started up my truck and pulled out of the school's drive way and made my way down the familiar road back home.

***

I pulled into my parking lot. My dad's car was parked as well.

surprise, surprise my father is finally home. The last time I saw my dad was 3 weeks ago. He basically packed up and went off to some place. The only piece of information given to Vicky and I was a small note attached to the fridge saying 'left the country, works calling.' Typical dad thing right? And ever since he's been gone not once has he checked on Victoria and I.

When I got inside the house I heard my dad speaking to someone on the phone from the kitchen. "Yes, alright thank you." He hung up the phone and there was utter silence. I started making my way up the stairs till I heard my dad call out my name. "Riley" he said. "Yes" "come here right now."
I walked into the kitchen to find my dad leaning against the countertop with his arms crossed. I didn't even bother making eye contact with him when I walked into the kitchen. "Why are you posting nudes on the internet" my dad asked with anger leaking in his voice. When I didn't answer he snapped his head towards me and stood up straight and rushed over to me. "Answer me when I am talking to you!" He screamed. I stood there with my arms crossed debating on what words I should choose. "It wasn't me" I said. My dad gave me a long hard glare. "What kind of shity excuse is that? It wasn't you? Then who the hell was it? I'm not having this in my house! If you want to be a slut like your mother then go on, but I refuse to watch it happen." Wow that one felt like a bullet to the heart. Those words slapped me hard.

The thing is dad you're never around, you don't even know what truly caused those nudes to go up... not like you'd care anyways.

"It's been a long day, I'm ganna go to bed." I really would do anything to avoid this conversation. If my father edges this topic any further I'll burst.
"Why aren't you at school? You still have 2 hours left of it? What's gotten in to you? I don't even know who you are anymore."
"You don't know who I am? That right there isn't a surprise. You're never here! You've been gone for 3 weeks to God knows where! You might as well be mom! Just walk out on us like her it already feels like it! Vicky and I are basically growing without parents."
My fathers face soften but to only be quickly replaced with anger. "Who the hell do you think your talking to? I provide for you! I offer you shelter, clothing, food and education! Is your mother here providing those things? No she's not! She doesn't care for you and Vicky like I do! So don't even give me that crap Riley. I work to provide! If you want to live on the streets by all means go ahead." I shook my head feeling frustrated with my him. "You wanna know what makes you like mom... You don't know how to love Vicky and I. I'd rather be on the street over this life style you've provided for us." I turned away and made my way up to my room.
I think this conversation is finished now.

***

After changing into comfier clothes I climbed into bed. How did I get here? What happened? This boy I met 3 days ago is out to get me for apparently 'crossing' him. If Carson is able to put nudes of me on display I wonder what else he'll be capable of doing.