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29.

[continuation from last chapter]

"Who's Josh?" mami asked out of curiosity, and I slumped in my seat. This was it, if I didn't find a way to make this conversation take a full three-sixty turn in the next few seconds, I'm ruined.

"The boy that Mabel made a sex tape with. I wasn't gonna say it at first, but that video is actually what I believe stemmed this whole altercation today. Bubba and her friends tried to expose Mabel, so they put her video in my slideshow. Well, that's the word around school at least" Mr Fitz said.

"Ah-la-la-la-la" I exclaimed loudly, as mami furrowed her eyebrows at me and papi facepalmed himself. It was obvious that they heard every single thing that just came out of Mr Fitz's mouth. I was done for.

"You're going to boot camp!" mami exclaimed, lunging at me. Papi stopped her before she could do anything. "Nobody is going to boot camp" he said sternly, "but there will be some charges and some serious privacy invasions in the near future."

"You're gonna press charges against me?!" I exclaimed, clearly not thinking. Papi rolled his eyes before speaking, "no" he said, "against Bubba and anybody else that was up to this."

***

After being served with a week long suspension for fighting, I spent the rest of the day at the station, telling an officer everything I know about this situation. I ratted out Josh, to an extent, because I know he obviously had to have secretly recorded it or something. I feel bad though, because I love Josh, and I know he'll go ape shit on me if he finds out.

But at the same time, I'm mad. Why would he do any of this? The more I thought about it, the more ideas popped into my head. What if he had planned this whole thing with Sami? What if this whole time Sami, Trevor and Josh were all plotting this together?

On top of that, I now have restrictions on my phone. Mami put a location tracker on my phone, and I have a certain amount of screen time. If that isn't bad enough, she scheduled monthly gynecologist visits for me, as if I'm regularly active or something. You have sex once and it's like the end of the world, geez.

I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, when my phone rang. It was Joshua, and I wasn't sure what he could be calling about, so I was a little worried. Nonetheless, the curiosity in me overcame the fear, and I (almost unwillingly) answered the phone.

"Joshua?" I asked, in a soft voice. I was hoping that I gave off the "I've had a rough day and I'd appreciate it if you took it easy on me" vibe. Well, either I didn't give off the vibe well enough, or Joshua just plainly didn't care about how I felt.

"You dumb ass bitch!" he exclaimed. I could hear his friends in the background, trying to hold their laughs in. I didn't say anything, cause I was expecting him to keep going. "Dumb ass bitch" didn't really hurt my feelings, but it kind of startled me.

"You ratted me out to the police, now they're charging me with child pornography! You should be happy that I even slept with you, because I lowered my standards so low that I'd sleep with a hobo to convince myself into doing you. You're pathetic and nobody will ever like you. You deserve all the shame you're gonna get from that video. In fact, since I'm already getting charged, I might as well make sure your video goes viral, slut" Joshua said.

After that it was silent for a full minute. I could hear whispers amongst whoever was with him, but I couldn't decipher what was being said. I held my breathe, scared that even a sudden gasp for air would trigger Josh. I felt something from what he said, but I couldn't tell what it was. The only thing that was on my mind, was punishing myself with my razor.

"Hello?!" Joshua asked aggressively, "you had a lot of mouth when it came up talking with the cop, but you don't seem to have a lot of mouth now you coward ass bitch."

I still didn't say anything. I allowed the tears to fall freely from my face. I knew if I spoke, my voice would be feeble . However, I didn't have much of a choice. Maybe if I made Josh feel bad, he'd think twice about the video.

"I hope you're happy" I spoke, with my voice shaky. "I hope you're happy with ruining my life. I hope you and Sami are happy with making me miserable. I hope you're happy with bullying me. I hope you're happy with using me. Because the day I off myself, I don't wanna see any of you or your pubescent friends pretending to have cared about me. Fuck you."

And with that, I hung up.

Joshua's POV

"Damn!" Xavier said, "she's emo and bad ass, wow." I rolled my eyes, I didn't even wanna do this anymore. I was mad, as mad as I've ever been, but now that I think about it, Mabel had a right to snitch on me. I recorded her without permission. I sent out her video to people that I knew would expose her.

"You good bro" Bruce asked, "you seem down or something." I nodded and gave a not so reassuring smile. Mabel and I were finally starting to get close, and I knew that the words I had just said definitely drove her away. I'm an explosive person; I don't think, I just act.

"You better not be upset over no bitch!" Xavier exclaimed. "It's not your fault that Mabel won't just own that shit. Plus, we know she's not gonna kill herself, she's probably too pussy to." Bryce laughed, "nah she's not pussy at all. She fucked Josh and beat on Bubba twice, if anything she's as real as it gets."

I was now over the subject, so I nodded. "I'm not upset about Mabel" I said, "because she'll probably get charged too. So I guess that just makes two of us, sucks to suck."

Deep down, I knew Mabel wouldn't get charged for this at all. Why? Because she didn't consent to the video being taken. Maybe I can argue that she did in court, but the chances of that are slim. Luckily, the guys aren't all that bright, so they don't know all of this.

Man, what have I done?