Page 88 of My Rules for Revenge
“Yeah, you’re right, lmao.”
“So, you’ll send me the goods?” the boy asked.
“I don’t know, I still feel very uncomfortable if I’m being honest.”
“You would make my whole year if you sent those pics. I swear to you,” the boy exclaimed.
“Really?”
“Hell yes,” the boy assured her.
“Okay. Give me a few.”
“You’re incredible. I swear I think I’m in love with you,” the boy wrote.
“You better be after this, lol.”
The auditorium had already erupted halfway through the texts. Every single student took pictures, recorded videos, and posted them all over social media. Approximately three minutes later, everyone in the school had seen those texts and what the perpetrator posted next.
The projector displayed four pictures of Indira nude—they were all selfies, and she was exposed for the whole school to see. When this came up on the screen, most of the teachers in theauditorium rushed towards the stage, climbed it, and tried to push the projector screen back up.
The other teachers tried to settle everyone down and were yelling at all the students to pick up their belongings so that they could be escorted outside. Not one student in that auditorium listened to a single word that any of the teachers said. To them, this was the most shocking event that had ever happened at that school, and no one was going to prevent them from experiencing all of it.
Another teacher had the mind to call one of the old dudes from the IT department, but by then it was too late—the damage was done. Whoever did it planned it perfectly. It was the most dramatic thing I have ever witnessed.
I couldn’t believe that someone went to such great lengths to do something like this. I realized later that I might have done the same thing depending on the circumstances.
“Oh my god, that’s Indira. This is horrible!” Vivian exclaimed.
“This is insane. What the hell is this?”
I can say that what happened next caused my brain to turn into a cheese melt. That may not make much sense, but it’s sincerely the best way to describe how I felt. I had nuclear nausea—the feeling that made your chest tighten in excruciating pain. My heart was ripped out of my body and pummeled into a bloody pulp.
After the projector screen showed the nude pictures of Indira, it showed the nude pictures of someone else—it showed mine. Vivian quickly turned towards me and gripped my arm. I almost vomited.
The screen soon went black, and more text was typed in. The perpetrator wrote, “It happened twice. I don’t think this is a coincidence. Who is responsible, you may ask?”
It showed a picture of Jacob with the caption: “Not responsible.” It then unveiled a picture of Eddy smiling. He wasin his basketball uniform. It had the caption “The boy is Eddy Chavez. He is responsible for leaking Indira’s and Heather’s nudes. He pressured Indira into sending him nude pictures of herself. The texts prove that. Did he do the same to Heather? I think so. He is a disgusting pervert who deserves jail time. #Exposed.”
I was frozen in time. The projector finally slid back up while Vivian attempted to snap me out of my cryogenic paralysis. So many thoughts whizzed and raced through my head at that very moment, but one thing was for sure in my mind—Eddy had been framed. He definitely did not leak my nudes. That was clearly Jacob’s doing. I also had no idea how Indira factored into all of this. I had no knowledge of any sexual relationship between her and Eddy. I hadn’t spoken to her in over a year. Someone was hiding something, and I was determined to find out the truth.
CHAPTER 21
JACOB
Isat on the bleachers during P.E. in deep introspection. It sounded cliché as hell, but I began to think about everything that happened between Heather and me. I scrolled through the old comments she received on social media about her nudes, the ones that Manny, Carlos, and I leaked. They even called her things that weren’t in my own demented vocabulary.
I suppose I began to feel guilty after Heather and the Terror Twins tried to kill me. I saw the pure rage in their eyes and realized that deep down, I hurt them. I knew this must’ve stemmed from the boundless resentment I had with my mother, but I never bothered to either address it or confront it. It was only when I was about to face serious consequences for what I did that I realized I had to make a change. That wasn’t the best reason in the world, but it was the hard truth. The nightmares hadn’t stopped either—I deserved them.
“Hi, Jacob.”
I glanced right and almost flinched. Eddy stood a few feet away from me and looked serious. He had a serious look on his face, yet he shifted uncomfortably. It appeared as if he was trying to beseriousbut wasn’t sure how.
“Hi.”
“Do you mind if I sit here?”
“No, go ahead,” I replied.
