Clementine:
"What is going on? Why are all these people here? And what the fuck are you introducing me to them for?" I asked, confused and completely lost. Troy had never done anything like that before, so I couldn’t chalk it up to a prank.
"Oh, don’t mind them. They asked me if I’d seen the biggest bitch around, and I thought I might introduce you to them," Troy said without smiling or smirking. There was just a strange look of anger on his face.
"Troy? Mind your fucking language," I hissed at him, but then I noticed everyone taking out their phones, probably turning on their cameras. At this point, I already knew something was off. There was no way he was simply joking.
"Why? Aren’t you one?" Troy asked, smirking as I tried to get past one of the people in the crowd to leave. However, the way they had parked their cars made it impossible to get out without a struggle, and I didn’t want to go through that.
"Can you please tell me what is going on? This is so unlike you," I complained, trying to understand what was going on with him. How could someone change overnight?
"As if you don’t know? Don’t you remember what you did to me?"
The minute he said that, I realized what he was referring to. I should have known he was upset. I should have known he didn’t trust me when I told him I had nothing to do with the rumors.
"Okay, Troy, I’m ready to explain it to you if you just let me," I said, upset that he had brought in random people just to shame me, even though I could’ve explained what actually happened, how my social media account had turned weird.
"No, I don’t think I want to know anything from you. I’ve seen and heard enough," he began.
"So you don’t even want to give me a chance to explain myself?" I asked, and he began to laugh.
"Nope. I don’t think you deserve it," he said.
"Well then, I’ll leave, and I’ll only speak to you when you’re ready to listen to me," I mumbled, gesturing for one of the girls to step aside. However, she started shoving her phone in my face.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I snapped, snatching her phone and throwing it onto the ground, breaking it. Everyone gasped, and then one of the tall guys came forward, grabbing my head and trying to shake it.
"You will not fucking touch my girl again!"
As soon as he yelled that, Troy stepped forward and gently pushed his hand off. "Anything but physical," he commented. And honestly, it broke me right then and there. He was letting them know they were allowed to bully me. In fact, he lured me in so they could.
"You know guys, let’s talk about her today, shall we?" Then Troy jumped onto the front of one of the cars to stand above, making sure everyone could see him.
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