The Wheel

20. David

Delete, delete! Please! I press on different buttons on the interface, but they don't work!!! I see a post with my shameful video, that has been put on my Instagram with a description "Oops, I wouldn't recommend any of go going to the café Amigo and Burrito, or else something that happened to me can happen to you;)" I can only scroll up and down this stupid page and see humiliating comments being added!

"Who posted that?" asked Miguel.

My hands keep shaking harder and I want to punch my friend for asking the stupidest question.

"How could I know?!" I replied angrily. "It definitely wasn't me! I see this damn piece of glass for the first time in my life!"

"Wow, there are almost fifty comments," Kate noted.

Right now I want to throw this phone at her so that it would kill her!

"Kate, please..." Emma started defending me.

"Back off," Kate spelled out slowly.

How could she insult Emma? My discontented gaze falls on Chris, but this boastful jackass acts like nothing happened.

"What the hell?" said Mike in shock. "There is a mobile reception so we can call the police!"

"It doesn't work!" Veronica said. "I can't even get to the home screen! I can only scroll the page and read comments. This freaking phone has only one button, but all it does is turning the screen on and off."

I start making all the possible gestures all over the device, but nothing works!

Hundreds of people can see this video! Three years ago at least nobody posted it! And now I'm wholeheartedly sharing my biggest shame in life with everyone! I thought that nightmare was over, but it has just begun!

I lean against the wall and try to hold back the tears. Now I really need to change my name, last name and even the country I'm living in! The sweat starts to rain down all over my body, so I take off my jacket and wipe my face with it.