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The nickname kills me, but it’s what he said, the part about Mary that has me swaying. “What did she show you?” I breathe.
His hand slides into his pocket, pulling out his phone, and he glances down, tapping on the screen for a second before tossing it to me, an unreadable expression on his face. I catch it and my stomach rolls.
It’s a social media post of me and Nikki that night at the party, making out on the makeshift dance floor. Her hands are tangled in my hair, my fingers wrapped around her shoulders. It’s obvious we’re into it and completely oblivious to the camera.
I swipe through the photos. The next one is of us smiling at each other, then me leading her to my room, my face clear to see. The last is of Roman leaning on my door frame, watching us, the photo taken from the living room.
My stomach rolls again and I worry I might actually puke.
But it’s the comments that have me stumbling toward the bathroom.
EvanRaider:
Anonymous camgirl has a face, and she’s hot as fuck. @divinityfallstimes look at your local celeb lol
opensesame9:
Look at the little church bitch. Not so innocent anymore, are you @goldengirl69?
Penny_sundae:
@Goldengirl69 exposed
Franco237:
Fuck, look at her Favorite Fans account. She’s so sexy.
Ursamajor:
@Franco237 do you have a link? Looks like her account’s been disabled.
Franco237:
Really? Fuck that sucks. Glad I saved some pics. I’ll DM you.
Ursamajor:
Thanks bro. Need more spank bank material lol
SuzieQue:
@Franco237 Bitch probably got what’s coming to her. She’s such a slut.
Yarapez7789:
@SuzieQue she really is. Men don’t want trash that spreads their legs like that. Church girl my ass. More like church whore.
EvanRaider:
@Yarapez7789 speak for yourself. I’d fuck her till she can’t walk lol look at those tits.
“I can’t—” I break off, trying to tell him, someone, that I can’t breathe, but the words won’t come.
His expression changes. The lost, sad look disappears in an instant, replaced with something else. Something darker.
“You can’t what?” he snaps, stepping forward. “Can’t face this shit? Can’t own up to your mistakes?” His finger darts out, pointing to my laptop, then to the phone. “Look at yourself, Eve! Look what you’ve done! You’re a disappointment!” He tugs at his hair and the room blurs as my chest caves in on itself. “I’m fucking humiliated!”
But I can't hear him, can't bear to comprehend the fractured reality before me. The shock, the anger, the accusations.
