However, Mother Superior’s stiff upper lip suggests otherwise.“Leave us, Sister.”
Sister Francine looks confused, like she’s said and done something wrong.But that would be me.Mother Superior is here because of me.
Sister Francine looks at me with a sympathetic look before heading out the door.
It’s just Mother Superior and me.I wait for her to address me.
“Olivia, I’ve received an alarming email this morning from an anonymous sender.”
I gulp past the lump in my throat as she passes me her phone.It’s a picture…a picture of me in a black wig.There’s a man tied to the bed with a ball gag in his mouth.
His name was Henry Withers.And his hobby was drugging young girls and raping them.
Jupiter fed him his dick before slashing his throat.
I don’t remember her taking any pictures, but she clearly did.How many others does she have?And did she take them as collateral?
Did she know that one day it would be me versus her?
From friends to enemies…who doesn’t love that trope?
Well, this is completely fucked.
“I’m sorry you had to see that, Mother Superior.But I can assure you that was taken somewhere else and not here.I would never?—”
But she won’t hear it.
“Your personal life and choices are yours alone, but you must understand the concerns I have with you being around the children.This is a perversion in the eyes of the Lord.And I cannot expose these innocent children to such depravities.”
This can’t be happening.
“Please, Mother Superior—” I jump up, interlacing my hands in forgiveness.“I would never harm the children.I love them.”
“I can see that, but I must speak with Father Justin, and we will decide what the best outcome is.Until then, I think it’s best you find other lodgings.”
My heart sinks.
“I understand,” I say sorrowfully.“Again, I am so sorry you had to see that.”
Mother Superior looks at me like I’m some harlot who deserves to be stoned to death.“The Lord works in mysterious ways.Perhaps it was His way of exposing who you really are.”
She’s right.
No matter how hard I try to explain, that picture speaks a thousand words.
I can’t say anything else.I’ll respect whatever decision they decide upon.
Mother Superior nods and leaves me alone in the library with a severe case of whiplash.I was on top of the world five minutes ago, and now, all I want to do is hide.
There’s no coming back from this.Jupiter and I are done.A part of me felt guilty for speaking up, but now, I want the bitch to fry.
Not once did I ever think of turning Jupiter in.
But now, it’s game on.
It’s either her or me.
She wants to play dirty?Well, now the gloves are off.
