I left the locker room ready to catch Helen and that brunette.
I walked down the hallway, my eyes scanning every shadowed corner, searching for a sign of the two runaways. I finally spotted gold when I heard a voice. "I don't think she followed me." It was low, barely a whisper, and if I hadn't been focused, I would've missed it coming from the janitors closet.
The brunette!
I stood outside the janitors closet, contemplating testing if I could break this door down or not. I didn't even wait for an answer. The door swung open and I kicked her back into the closet before she could run again. I noticed Helen was nowhere to be seen.
"Was your mental state not fine tuned yet?" I growled. It shocked even myself. I've never actually acted like this before yet I couldn't stop. "Looks like you need the same lesson that your friend got."
She screamed and tried to run past me but I easily kicked her back down. She was light as a feather. "AH!!"
"You can't beat me on your own." I said. "So kneel."
"Not my face!"
"Then listen!" I snapped.
The brunette looked terrified but she knelt as told. Holy shit! Now what? "What were you planning to do after bringing Liam in the girls locker room?" I asked. The brunette averted her eyes. "Give me your phone."
"My phone? Why?" She asked. I slapped her.
"Now." I demanded. She did. "Let's take a look at..."
Her photo album was filthy. There were pictures of girls from our class and other grades on this phone. The girls were drunk obviously and passed out and posed in derogatory ways showing off their face and most explicit parts. Including the girl I tried talking to before.
There was even a full frontal shot of that cow Helen in another folder, which I hurriedly sent to the new phone Darius gave me.
Blackmail? Was she passing these along to staff like Coach Danners for favors?
Disgusting. My stomach turned at thoroughly at what she might be doing with this much material.
She's filthy enough!
Kill her now!
I ignored it. "You were planning on getting a photo of me assaulted by Liam and using it to control me weren't you?" I asked.
The brunette trembled. "Y-yes."
Bitch! Having nudes leaked is a big fucking deal! I'm lucky the nudes were wiped from the Coach's phone and computer as well. Right, there's no need to overthink this at all.
I smashed her phone by slamming it to the ground.
"My phone!!!" She yelped.
"Don't worry. We can get some new pictures, can't we?" I smiled at her closing the door to the closet and turning on the light overhead. "You can't beat me either A. Cooperate in my photo shoot or B. I knock you the fuck out and take worse pictures of you."
The brunette went pale. "Please! Forgive me just this once! I'll do anything you say! Anything but the pic-" I cut her off with a kick to the face.
"Guess it's option B for you," I said.
"Wait!" The brunette pleaded. "Don't you know who I am? I'm Lia Blumeburg! I can make this all go away if you just don't do this. What about being a good person?"
What about it? She never acted like one clearly.
"It's better if you just shut up!" I went to hit her again but stopped as I saw her flinch as she bled from her nose.
I let go of her and took my phone out. As much as it turned my stomach to do this and sink to her level of doing things, I had no choice but to follow through now.
***
I hated it! That fog and intrusive dark thoughts that take over when I'm just about to take things a bit too far. It's like I lose control of myself and it's just making it more difficult to think clearly.
I don't enjoy feeling like I was being a puppet.
It was trying to make me act too quickly.
I heard a slap as I entered the stairwell to go to class. "You fucking idiot! Do you think I've been feeding you all this money to hear excuses from you? Am I a joke to you? You want to get fired? If you don't want to lose this job you'd better expel that bastard who hit my daughter! Understand?!" A woman's voice snapped.
"Yes ma'am," was that Mr Arthurs? Then it must Delaney's mom coming to cause trouble. I was wondering when this would happen. I heard heals click away and a door slam. "Shit. What does she expect me to do?"
Is he wavering? I walked up the stairs a bit. "Mr Arthurs?" I asked.
"Oh! Melody? I... I've thought of a way to minimize your punishment," he said. He was still trying to push the blame onto me. Just how much was Delaney's mom paying him?
"Whatever it is, I don't want to hear it," I scoffed.
"Melody, let's be practical here. Humbly accepting your mistake is the only way to minimize your punishment. You can't solve this by being stubborn-"
"Sir, I understand that Delaney's mother is pressuring you but use your brain already," he pleaded with me.
"Would you prefer I disclose that take bribes? Or your rampant infidelity? You do understand that if I go down, you will too, right?" I asked him.
"But the disciplinary meeting is in a few minutes! I don't have a way-"
"Make a way if you don't want to get screwed. Good luck."
I walked away leaving him looking like he was about to shit himself. Inside I was a little anxious myself. The way these things go I'll be called in with my parents.
But my dad thinks I'm probably dead.
So... what do I do? "If only Darius was here."
"I am," a voice made me jump and scream. Fuck, I forgot the ring eould help him tune in. I turned and saw Darius there in his school uniform. He looked hot and... normal? No he was too gorgeous to look normal. But it looks like he indeed followed me to school.
Cute-
No! That's the artificial attraction speaking!
Anyway I had bigger fish to fry and it's like the solution had appeared right before my eyes. I mean, I had sex with the guy so i get benefits. Who says those benefits have to stay as only what I wished for?
As his... ugh wife... doesn't he have an obligation to help me?
"What?"
"Will you be my sponsor?"