Chapter 8

• Violet's POV
• "Why is she here?" Brenda eyed Layla.
• "Because Violet here is my friend and I can sit anywhere I want to", Layla asked back.
• "Whatever. Don't talk to me", Brenda hissed and turned to face me.
• "Nathan didn't cheat", She started. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
• "You said you saw him..."
• "I did. But that bitch chatted me up yesterday, she drugged Nathan just to go down on him" Her face turned to that of disgust as she spoke.
• "What?! That's... Rape" Layla exclaimed, much to people's dismay, so she whispered the last part, ducking her head away from their glare.
• We were seated in the library for group research. Brenda was surprised to see Layla by my side. She wasn't used to having a third person around us, but I guess they would get along just fine with the way they bickered harmlessly.
• "Why would she do that?" I asked, still confused at why a lady would drug a guy just to blow him.
• "I wanted to take him from you with my skills, but I guess he loves your pussy more. Those were the exact words she said to me. I'm still traumatized". Brenda fake gagged as soon as she finished speaking.
• "That's sick" Layla commented in whispers, her sharp voice always makes people send us glares.
• "I wasn't too surprised though" Brenda pointed out.
• "Why?" I asked, flipping through the encyclopedia in front of me.
• "She's Wendy's friend". She stated like it was an obvious fact.
• "So? Wendy whore around too? She always behaved like she could do better than that", Layla observed.
• "You two don't know?"
• "What? "
• "It's all over the platform. I wasn't in school yesterday, but I guess I'm well-informed that you cave-girls", Brenda sassed and pulled out her phone.
• She scrolled through it before placing it in the middle of the table and giving Layla and I a piece of her airpods.
• "You were a good fuck but not enough to have me again. I needed relief, and you gave me, willingly" it was my stepbrother's voice.
• Wendy's hurt face was on the screen though, but I'm very sure that was Lucian's voice.
• "She wants to behave familiar with Lucian Archer but gets filmed and embarrassed by someone", Brenda explained, seeing our lost expression.
• "She's that dumb? She could do better" Layla whispered, scolding as if she was with us.
• "Lucian Archer of all guys, is she daft to think he would want to have anything to do with her after they fucked?" Brenda spatted.
• "Whatever, it's their business". I wanted the conversation to stop.
• They were unknowingly poking a sore spot. Lucian didn't disappoint his school's reputation. I have only ever heard of him being a playboy. This is the first time I will see it for myself.
• He left the house that night after I rejected him to fuck some girl. And embarrass her the next day? Lucian is dangerous. I have to keep avoiding him for my sanity.
• " Oh shoot!" Layla shot out of her seat and hastily packed her bags.
• " I have a painting to deliver in twenty minutes." She informed us.
• "We hardly did anything and this is due on Monday " I pointed to the books on the table. We were so immersed in our discussion that we forgot the assignment.
• " We can have a sleepover at my place tomorrow. My Dad has traveled, and I will throw my brother out", Layla suggested.
• " That's okay with me". Brenda agreed and turned to me. She knew how my mum was, she would never allow me to sleep out.
• " I will be there too", I gave in and watched her hurry away.
• " How? "Brenda stared at me in disbelief.
• "I will convince her this time", I assured her.
• Brenda nodded with a mocking expression," what are you going to try this time? Because we have exhausted all the tricks to get her to leave you"
• "Watch me"
• ***
• The school platform.
• The platform was created years ago by an alumni student where students shared news, either educational or for entertainment.
• But over the years, it has been used for cyberbullying as well. I hardly ever log onto the platform because I hate to see how insensitive people can be.
• I was scrolling through the comment section of the video Brenda showed us earlier, and it was disheartening. The girl was being called all sorts of names while Lucian was being praised.
• "Bitch wants to stick to him like an expired chewing gum"
• "It's no news that Lucian Archer didn't date! Get a life girl"
• "Was she feeling special after fucking him? Of course, she would. He's Lucian Archer after all."
• "Girl, you have had your share. Let's have him too."
• "I guess Jesse didn't warn her."
• "I bet she did. Miss Expired chewing gum here is just delusional"
• The comments were harsh. I don't know what I would do if it were me. I don't even want to imagine it, but I bet it would be harsher. A nerd girl around Lucian Archer, doesn't fit.
• This gave me more reasons to stay miles away from him. I just have to complete my studies and move out. I wouldn't have to listen to mum by then.
• Just then my phone pinged, it was a credit alert. Someone, no, Archer Ryders just credited my account with two million dollars!
• "Relief for whatever stress your brother is about to put you through (inserts wink)" Was the message that came right after. My eyes widened in shock, this was new to me, his casual way of messaging me and the money.
• My mom gave me all the money I have, even after spending years in rich houses, I was never closed to the men she was in a relationship with.
• I was still staring at the message when I felt the car suddenly pulled up to the side of the road, causing me to look at the chauffeur through the rearview mirror.
• "What's wrong, Mr Pete?" I asked, but before he could answer, the door was opened, revealing the very person I had decided to avoid at all cost.
• "I stopped him" he stated blankly.
• "Why? "
• "We have somewhere to be now", Emphasizing on the' now'.
• I hesitated, and he wasted no time in pulling my phone out of my hands. I was forced to go out as I decided to go after my phone. I couldn't let him see my reply to his father.
• "I'm going to buy a gun and license with this. I might need it"
• He would mock me.
• I thought anxiously. He might mock me for being a daughter of a gold-digger. And that would hurt, because it is true, and it came from him.
• "What if I don't want to go with you? You are being rude", I reprimanded, but instead of replying, he pushed me aside and closed the door.
• "My bag!" I screamed, watching Mr Pete zoom off with my precious bag.
• "You don't need it" he shrugged.
• "I do. It has my essentials!" I insisted.
• "Like books?" He taunted her with a cocky smirk.
• "Like a gun to shoot you!"
• "Wow you have learned a good comeback today" he praised, giving me a once over.
• "Whatever, we are going to a party in thirty minutes and I guess I need to dress you up" he stated with an unimpressed look seeing my outfit.
• Wait! A party?