8. what the fuck is the internet anymore?

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you know what? whoever said mondays suck had to have been underestimating veronicas situation. undermining it hilariously because suck was an understatement. not only was the brunette, blue clad girl more than nervous to see heather, but she was begging practically every force in the world to allow heather to somehow show up at her house. it felt so out of character for veronica, hoping someone would come and declare their love for her, but it was just as out of character for heather, who KISSED veronica in the first place.

veronica slid on a black skirt, pairing leggings underneath while sporting a Black Parade t-shirt, tuck in beneath the skirts smooth waistband. over, she wore her blue jacket, not a jacket to keep herself warm, but one that would match and at least serve as a reminder to other people in the hall that she was still with the heathers. with. was she even with heather? it was getting too damn confusing at this point and veronica really did want answers. she liked heather, but truly, she had been expecting some sort of rejection all saturday night- which she only had to herself for about an hour before it turned midnight. veronica fixed her hair, staring at her own lips for a moment as she applied cherry chapstick, suddenly unable to imagine heathers lips on her own all over again.

“fucking stupid..” she mumbled to herself before shoving the chapstick into her backpack, along with her water bottle and other things she’d like to have on her during a day in hell.

but somewhere, a video was being watched. veronica and heather storming off into a room together, then leaving happily and hooked arm in arm, lipstick smeared slightly. and a caption was being written to fit, clearly suggestive and self explanatory. basically along the lines of ;

heather chandler kissed that freak, veronica.

once the video was uploaded, along with tags of practically anyone in the school, it was being shared all around. it may seem unrealistic for everyone to actually give this much of a shit, but when you're a pretty girl, a HOT girl who rules the entire school— everyone cares. reposts didn't seem unrealistic, of all to come out of this. but it was kinda expected as a possibility from the two biggest douchebags to ever walk planet earth; kurt kelly and ram sweeney. and they both did repost the video, thanks to one of those fucking instagram download videos bullshit apps. the original had been deleted by its creator, whoever the fuck that could've been, and all just to cover their own ass.

the worst part had to have been that heather and veronica were probably the last people to learn about it. this video. AN INNOCENT AND PRETTY HARMLESS VIDEO. all because of that caption, which no one really remembered now. but everyone believed it so easily. how? how could anyone be that naive and or even care that much? how did a video this meaningless get around ? how could ANY of this be happening? sure, it was better than a video of their actual make out, and it wasn't like a sextape, so no- their lives weren't over. but it still felt embarrassing because it was true.
heather did kiss that freak, and heather did enjoy it. how fucking great now, someone was trying to fuck with chandler. bring her down. many had tried- along with an envy green wearing redhead- but all had failed. but whoever this fucking asshole was was becoming way too close to succeeding. and all over nothing. a simple and shorter than ten second video of two girls going into a room and then leaving was somehow destroying her.

but heather didn't give in easy like some people might. if someone ever tried to destroy her, she’d at least put them back into place. but whoever this was was going to be fucking destroyed.

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