Dangerous Obsession

#ANONYMOUS

It was a girl having s*x with two guys, and the hashtags were brutal.

#the doctor's daughter

# Acts of service and secrets

#Dicksy!

Comments started flooding in like a rain.

**She loves two dicks

**She's got to have a hugi pussy

**Ha, two d***s!

**The doctor's child having an appointment.

**Two dicksy d***s!

I turned to Jane, whose mouth was opened in pure shame.

She was in the video having s*x with two guys.

“I knew it was her," I mentally whispered and laughed quietly.

Seeing she was about to threaten us minutes ago. Her eyes darted around the cafe as she parted her lips, her breath suddenly turning heavy.

I could see her chest heaving up and down.

People ran into the cafe and started laughing, and the guys who f****d her??

Smiling like bosses for sharing a p***y!!

"Men—" I growled.

“Tell me about it," Sara replied in between laughs.

Jane stood up and ran out of the door as she collided into the dirt where they threw dirt at her.

“They act like they're all innocent," I said loudly.

Unfortunately, I hadn't seen Angela approach us from behind.

”Ouuu… The basketball players who also want to become cheerleaders." She drawled, smirking.

Rachel stood behind her, shooting glares at me. We hadn't talked in a while. She's been avoiding me.

"You know, you all aren't different actually, just looking for somewhere to lay off feelings." She sneered.

”Get the f**k out, Angela," Sara said and stood up.

All attention had turned to us; silent laughs and whispers were still around, but the huger attention was on us.

“You all basketball players are sluts," she spat.

“I know you and Alex did something; he just won't tell you. Will he??” She whispered to my hearing and waved her phone while walking out.

My mind went blank for some seconds—her phone. Phones carry…. videos.

I opened my eyes and gulped.

“Don’t mind that Jordan; he didn't do s**t. I know Alex, trust me," Sara said, but I stood still in shock.

“Jordan—” She called my name, and I turned with a smile.

“I’m just going to use the restroom," I said and walked out.

Everyone had gone back to their food, still laughing about the video.

Angela waving at me doesn't mean she has the video right.

Yeah—it could be anything.

I opened the door and saw Jane seated on the floor. As soon as she saw me, she wanted to run away.

“Hold on–” I said; my voice came out stronger than expected.

I didn't like her, but I still didn't hate her enough to do something like this to her.

“Why are you running away? You weren't the only one that had s*x, were you?" I shrugged.

“Don’t give me motivational talks." She glared.

I shrugged and continued with the business I came for.

I washed my face, staring back at my own reflection. I had the hickeys covered. I turned off the tap and walked out.

I don't waste my time on people like Jane, but still, “Am here if you need anything," I said and walked out.

Why the hell did I say that?? I didn't know.

"Of course, I am not." I heard voices whispering very close to the toilet.

“It’s going to be a long ride." I peeked and saw James holding onto his phone like his lifeline depended on it, his breaths uneven and his face seeming different, a colder version... And I mean colder than Alexander's.

"More time, I'm not swaying, but I've got a plan." He said and ended the call.

I hid again and waited till he walked past where I was hiding before I called out, folding my hands. “Hey handsome," I waved.

His lips parted in shock as he stammered repeatedly, his eyes darting between me and where he just came out from minutes ago.

“What secret call?” I pouted.

My curiosity was getting ahead of me again.

He swallowed; his eyes stood still, no longer darting. "It was my mom; she's sick," he whispered.

I instantly felt bad. "Oh…Uhm…So sorry," I whispered back dramatically.

He chuckled and walked closer to me.

“What else did you peek at, stalker?” He whispered, his eyes directly on mine as he dropped to my eye level, his hands caging. me.

"What?" I said, my voice hoarse and quiet. This was extremely uncomfortable.

"You were stalking me. Why?" He raised a brow.

“I didn't stalk you; I used the toilet and passed by. You were raising your voice." I shrugged and rolled my eyes.

"Cute." He smiled.

”James—” I was cut short when a figure entered.

“She doesn't really like that, and besides, we don't need another video ruining our school reputation," Alex boomed from the doorframe.

James gritted his teeth and smiled.

“Why do you care, sucker?” He hissed.

“Take a look at her face and how you make her uncomfortable," Alex quietly retorted.

"Get the f**k out of here, bastard." James was already becoming angry, and I could see it evidently in his eyes.

Alex didn't care; he chuckled and walked into the room.

“So what?” he raised a brow.

“You guys shouldn't do this," I begged, but it seemed like I was too short to talk to them. And basically, I was actually short.

"Guyssss," I yelled.

They were at each other's throats now, and face-to-face.

I couldn't allow them to fight, so I did the only thing in my head.

I picked up a rubber bowl and threw water at them.

Two blue eyes glared at me angrily; I shrugged, unapologetically.

“You, uhmm... wanted to fight?” I laughed nervously, my heart thumping in my chest. Alexander's eyes were certainly colder now.

I had never seen him this way.

He shook his head at me and walked out. “Never cross my path again, slut," James seethed at him.

I turned to him, shook my head, and also walked out.

“Jordan—” He tried to call me back, but I flung my hand off his.

“Jorrrdannnn—” Sara's voice echoed in the hallway.

“What?” I asked.

“I just saw a place in school; I think it was newly crafted. I had never seen it on the school map." She shrieked, smacking her gum.

“I just want to sleep," I said tiredly.

She winked at me and dragged me along.

Typical Sara.

Ping!

Ping!

Ping!

The pings of my phone rang out again; I creased my brows in confusion.

“I thought they only released one news per Friday," I hummed.

“Yeah, me too," Sara said, equally confused, and we both brought out our phones.

“Whoa!” She mouthed before I could read the headlines.