Chapter Three
ROCHELLE
FEW HOURS LATER
“You should be thanking me, Rochelle. No one even looked at you before that video.”
The words hit my skull like a slap.
“What did you just say?” I whispered, every ounce of air in my lungs evaporating. I had gone through five hours of hell, slut-shaming and embarrassment, hoping that there was some sort of explanation for this and this was all he could say?
Darren let out a lazy laugh, like he was the one being inconvenienced. Resting on him was Sophia who seemed very amused by the situation. Baxi and Liam were present too. They were all watching.
“I made you relevant, sweetheart. Before me, you were just the pathetic omega everyone stepped over. Now? You’re the girl everyone’s talking about. You’re welcome.”
“Are you being serious right now?” I raised my voice, letting all the anger I felt seep through it. “You think this is funny? How could you film me without my knowledge? You started a freaking live stream while I was drunk and…”
“Hold on,” he cut me short. “Don’t act like some innocent victim now. You practically begged me to watch you. You wanted to prove you were worth it, remember? You said ‘anything.’ Anything, Rochelle.”
My heart thundered. I couldn't believe my ears.
“I didn't know what I was doing. I don't remember…”
“You said yes. You smiled for the freaking camera,” he accused. “This is your mess, Rochelle. You stripped. Moaned my name like a pornstar. You put on a show. What did you think was going to happen? You wanted to prove you're better than all the other girls, right? So why the hell are you yelling now?”
“I didn't ask for any of that?!” I screamed at him. “You know that!”
“Maybe next time, don’t act like a cheap toy if you can’t handle being played with,” he hissed. “Now get lost, I was busy before you came.”
The boys laughed as the words pierced through my heart.
“You heard him, little w***e. Move!” Baxi snapped.
“You have to take down that video and tell everyone the truth!” I demanded. He was silent for a couple of seconds before bursting into laughter.
“And why would I do that?” He raised a brow. “You know you are really pathetic, Roch. Even in an open relationship, you couldn't even get one boy here to look at you. I didn't even have to worry about you cheating because you couldn't bag the ugliest boy in Silverstone even if you tried.”
Tears pooled in my eyes. “So it's suddenly okay to talk about our relationship in front of your friends?”
“Why not?” He shrugged. “It was their idea after all.”
“I was so certain she wouldn't fall for it but f**k man, the b***h was completely head over heels,” Liam laughed and my heart squeezed so hard I couldn't breathe.
This was… this was all a game? He played with my feelings just so his friends could get a good laugh?
“Who knew you had such fire in you, Anderson?” Baxi mocked. “You should give us another show. I'd happily f**k you for free.”
“You know you're really shameless and desperate, Roch,” Sophia huffed. “Even after hearing all that, you haven't even said anything remotely close to break up.”
The boys burst into laughter.
“Break up with me?” Darren asked. “She’ll do anything for me if I just say the word. Trust me when I say, I will keep using her until I decide to discard her myself.”
A tear rolled down my cheeks. I didn't understand any of it. Why… why would he do this to me?
“Why…” my voice cracked. “Why would you hurt me this way… I did nothing to you…”
Darren sighed and got up. “You know what, Roch? Let's make a deal. I'll tell everyone the truth and take down the video on one condition.”
I wanted nothing to do with his stupid games. I just wanted to go home and cry and never step foot in this place ever again.
“Normally I would have said if you can get someone hotter than me to date you, but then I realised there are only three people in the whole of Silverstone who can get me jealous and they would never spare a lowly slut like you a second glance,” Darren snorted and they laughed.
I knew exactly who he was talking about. The Triplet Alphas. The ice kings of Silverstone who have never uttered a word or even spared anyone a glance since they joined Silverstone last month.
Rumors had it that they were from MoonCrest Pack, a werewolf pack that was three times superior to SilverStone in both resources and power. Which made it a serious wonder what they were doing in Silverstone.
They surpassed Darren in every way. Looks, brains and even talent. They were a league of their own and intimidated everyone, including Darren.
“Oh please! In her dreams!” Sophia snorted. “I couldn't even get them to look at me and I'm the hottest girl in Silverstone.”
“Listen Roch,” Darren called my attention once again. “If you can get anyone to date you. I mean even the ugliest wolf in Silverstone to look at you after this viral video, then I'll confess. Who knows, I might even consider letting you have a taste of me like you've always wanted.”
I didn’t respond. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I just stared at him.
And in that moment, something inside me snapped. Since they wanted a show, I swore to give them one they would never forget. No matter what it took.