L-‘What do you want? Money?’
A-‘I don’t want your pathetic money. That’s the least of my worries.’
L-‘Then what?’
A-‘To make you suffer.’
I put my iPad down. I couldn't message this person anymore, I was getting sick to my stomach.
I crawled out of my bunk, phone still in hand. I walk over to the little shower we have on the bus and knock on the door. “Yeah, hold on a second.”
“James we need to talk.” I yell out. The door immediately opens.
“What do you need, Love?” He smiles at me. My words fall as I stare at his shirtless torso.
“I-I just wanted to say..” I was mumbling with my words now. I cleared my throat. “James, someone knows.”
His face churned with confusion, “Knows what?”
I turned my phone on and pulled the picture up. I held out the phone, which he took. “Did you take this?”
“No! How could I have taken the picture, I’m in it for pete’s sake, James. What I’m trying to say is some sick fuck probably recorded us.. doing it, and he has pictures now!” I tried to keep my voice down I didn't want to startle anyone in the front lounge.
“Oh no, oh god no..” He silently whispered to himself as he pushed himself past me and to the back lounge. He grabbed my arm pulling me in, “Do you know who this person is?”
“No!” I was on twitter scrolling through my feed and he messaged me. Thats all I know of him.”
“Can I see the messages?” James looked at me almost as if he was too nervous to ask.
“Yeah, let me just go grab my iPad.” I got up pushing past the door. I speed walk over to my bunk and grab my iPad, then make my way back. I sit down next to James handing over the iPad.
I give him a moment to scroll through the messages. “So….. You have no idea who this is?”
“No.”
“I’m going to message him, is that alright?” I nod my head signaling that it’s okay with me.
(A-Anonymous, J-James)
J-‘Why do you want me to suffer?’
A-‘Because I hate you, and I plan on exposing you and your twat of a boyfriend.’
“Well that was just rude.” I hear James say.
J-‘Is there any other way we could solve this?’
A-‘There is one way.’
J-‘What is it? What do you want us to do?’
A-‘Tonight at midnight, I want you to come to the old abandoned warehouse on 5th and mane.’
A-‘Alone. Don’t bring James.’
J-‘Why do you want to meet up?’
A-‘For reasons. If you don't come to the said address I will expose James and have him sent away.’
J-‘How do I know your not lying.’
A-‘You don’t.’
After that the user stopped responding. I looked over to the little clock on the stand next to us. ‘9:30’
“We still have quite awhile. We should be going to eat soon.” I let out with a shaky sigh.
“What are we going to do?” James looks over to me.
“To be honest.. I don’t know, James, I don’t know.”
A/N- Sorry for the short chapter. This isn’t really much of anything, just a filler. Anyways tell me what you think, and please vote to show your love and support for the story :)
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