hacker [e.d]

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I ran my hands down the sides of my face, the same sentence being repeated over and over again as I stared at the white screen. I mumbled to myself, speaking the words aloud as I took a sip of my third coffee of the night.

My eyes fell towards the top part of my screen, the grey lettering read 3:15 AM. I groaned, whispering curse words aimed at my pre-calc teacher as I placed my hands on my desk, attempting to stand up, pins and needles in my feet preventing me from doing so.

My eyes scanned the screen one more time, giving up on it and deciding that I'll do it during lunch, where I get most of my late homework done for... reasons.

I exited out of the screen, my eyebrows coming together slowly as I pursed my lips at the email that has remained opened. I blinked slowly, biting down on my thumb as I reread the two words.

"This mother fucker" I whispered.

I huffed, looking to respond to the message, at this point I don't care, I just want answers. I'm so fucking sleep deprived, Christ.

Why can't I know who you are if I'm the one that will get busted.

I folded my arms, knowing they would probably say something along the lines of "because I don't want you taking me down with you" only because that's something I would say.

I deleted the message, biting my bottom lip as I leaned back into my chair.

Why Ethan?

I rolled my eyes, it's probably one of the hundreds of girls that he fucked with, so that question is out the window. I hit the delete button again, deleting each letter separately as I thought about what I wanted to say.

I shrugged, it also probably answers the question of why would you want to help.

I felt the anger in my throat as I clenched the edge of my desk, "why can't I just know who you fucking are?!" I almost screamed, but kept it to a whisper.

Then I realized that's how people probably thought of me, well, online me that is.

My eyes grew wide for a moment before sinking deeper into my chair, my eyes hooded as I began typing again:

We start tomorrow, only talk after school hours or into the late night. All evidence presented by either of us is not to be discussed or asked, Intentions are not to be discussed as well. We are only business partners, if that. No, I will not find out who you are because I know you will not do the same for me.

Also, never threaten me again or all bets are off the table and you'll really see what regret looks like.

I don't need your help, you came to me.

Remember that.

- V

    I nodded once, hitting send, watching the message send through before turning my computer off and going to sleep.

H A C K E R

    "So this person just decided to help?" Lacey asked quizzically, holding tightly onto her backpack straps as we walked out of the in-town cafe.