“So all of the abuse—”
“You’ve got it. It wasn’t The Elites. It wasn’t them, even though they never denied it. Instead, it was Tabitha and I,” he said.
So all of this was a setup. The Elites didn’t do anything wrong. They were…they were trying to protect me in their own way.
“So you…you did all of this to me,” I said, my eyes filled with tears. The one time I think I can be a normal goddamn high schooler, and this all happens.
“Yeah. I’m sorry I never told you anything sooner Jules, but I was ordered to keep quiet. I wasn’t a part of most of the abuse, but I was set up to betray you. I didn’t want to do it, but Tabitha said that she’d make my life a living hell if I refused. So I did what I had to do in order to protect my own skin,” he said.
I couldn’t believe this. I was so fucking angry I wanted to scream. But I didn’t want to get mad. If I did, he’d get satisfaction from it. The guy that I had feelings for was long gone, replaced with this…this monster that I didn’t know what to do about.
“So what, were you and Tabitha dating for a long time?” I sad.
“Yes. A few months technically in secret. We’ve been keeping this quiet because she doesn’t want people to know about it. We’re open, but mostly it’s for Tabitha rather than me. I do sleep with others, but Tabitha is my main girl, and she likes to be open to get men to join our side and follow what she says,” he explained.
That was just…that was so shitty. I didn’t know what the fuck I could do here. I felt like I was just watching my entire life spiral out of control, mercilessly as I listened and witnessed all of this.
“So what was the plan? How were you going to hurt me? Were you going to pretend that you cared only to throw it all away at the end?” I said.
“Of course. That was the endgame all alone Jules. The truth is, I don’t really like you. You’re hot as hell and a nice fuck, but I don’t like you the way that you think I do. My goal was to betray you, and that was the truth of it all,” he said.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cuss him out, to tell him that he was a fucking monster.
“But you let yourself get hurt. That night at the fall formal--”
“That was all fake Jules. I never got hurt. It was all a lie,” he said.
My eyes were wide with shock. He didn’t actually get hurt. I cared for fucking nothing!
“So what did you want with my phone? What the hell were you looking for?” I asked.
“Oh, just some information. Just some dirt on who you were. After all, you managed to piss off Tabitha on the first day, so I wanted to find out what our little princess here could do to my mean-spirited queen,” he said with a laugh.
I felt anger course through my body, frustration only grow even more so with every single passing moment.
“Well, did you find anything?” I said with a sarcastic tone of voice.
“Nope. Other than the fact that your dad was a no-good porker that would put people in jail, and that your mom doesn’t seem to give much of a fuck about you. She’s been absent for most of your life, correct? She doesn’t really seem to care about her daughter,” he said with a smile.
I wanted to fight this, to tell the bastard to shut the fuck up bout my family. I mean, I was pretty upset with my mom, sure. She stopped trying to contact me after a bit. My dad as well has a shady past, so it’s not like I can do much about it. But it still angered me how this man was practically tossing my parent’s names to the ground and spitting on them.
“You’re a piece of shit,” I said.
“I know, but my goal was to take down the elites. The goal was to bring you, and them down. I wanted revenge for my sister. Tabitha pretends to like the Elites because they will listen to her. She doesn’t like them. In fact, she wants to bring them down too. I, however, have a more personal vendetta against them, and I have my reasons for hating those fucking bastards,” he said.
“So you have a personal beef, and you want to take it out on me,” I said.
“You’re just a player in the game Jules. You’re nothing more than a pawn that I needed to use. My goal was to follow Tabitha’s instructions. I liked you Jules, but a job is a job,” he said.
The way he said that made my body burn with complete, utter anger. I hated that he pretended like there wasn’t a goddamn thing wrong with the way he acted.
“You do realize that you stole from me, right?” I said.
“What you going to do about it? What are you going to say? ‘Dane took my phone, but I can’t prove it because his dick was so good’?” he said with a mocking tone.
I felt my face burn with both embarrassment and anger. To think, the first time I ever managed to fuck someone, and it had to be this.
“I cared about you. I thought that you were different from the others. I thought that you actually cared,” I said.
“I was different, just not in the way that you thought I’d be,” he told me with a teasing grin.
I was so angry about this. I took my phone, rushing downstairs to get my clothes on. I felt Dane’s presence behind me, and I felt anger as he stood there.
“You want me to take you back?” he offered.
“And what, so you could
