I made it back to our room and was bummed when I saw that Damon wasn’t here. I knew he said he had stuff to do today, but it was driving me crazy not knowing what that stuff was. He was like a fucking Rollercoaster and I had no idea how to ride.
Tommy’s words came back to me then and I wondered what the hell he was talking about. Would he try to get me kicked out of school?! For what?! I haven’t done anything wrong. He was just pissed that I wasn’t choosing him and I wouldn’t put it past him to play dirty. I wish my dad wasn’t being such a fucking prick right now because he’d be a good man to have in my corner. That guy knew some serious lawyers who could destroy Tommy and his family, but to my disadvantage, Dad was on his side.
That cop lady seemed smart, though, and I figured she would be my best bet to get out of this mess. I grabbed a sweater and headed back out of our room. I had to make a plan and fast.
But as I walked through the dorm, several eyes were on me as they whispered to each other. They all had their phones out as they stared at me. I normally wouldn’t care, but these days I was a ball of anxiety and I didn’t like them all staring at me.
Then I walked outside and several students in the courtyard were doing the exact same thing. What the hell is their problem?!
“Hey, Taylor, I hear you like it rough. Wanna come back to my place?” One guy snickered.
I flipped him the bird and kept walking, but when I turned the corner I smacked right into Damon.
He grabbed my arms as I stared up into his gaze. It was clear that he was still angry but now I didn’t know if he was still angry from earlier or if he was angry with the current situation.
“Everyone is staring and laughing at me.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I know.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the empty stairwell. “Is it true?”
My eyes wildly searched his. “Is what true?!”
He released me to run a hand through his hair. His jaw was tense and he looked like he wanted to punch something or someone.
“Damn, talk to…”
“Is there any guy on campus that you haven’t fucked?!” He shouted. “They’re all staring at you because several videos were leaked! You fucking Tommy. You fucking Professor Weiland. You fucking the dean!” He shouted so loudly that I jumped.
“Damon, I…” I reached for him but he swatted my hand away.
“There’s videos of you fucking others but I can’t think about those or I might fucking explode.” His hands shook at his sides and the glare he gave me made my heart sink into my stomach. “Do you really think so low of yourself that you have to fuck every dick on campus to get what you want? How many of them did you fuck while you were fucking me?!” He was so angry. “And you say that you love me?! What do you want from me?!” He marched up and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up. “Huh?!” He shouted in my face.
I let out a sob and squeezed my eyes closed. “I never wanted anything from you, Damon. I love you.”
“Ha!” He roughly released me and stepped back. “You love me yet you’re fucking all these guys. Was I just a pawn in your sick game? I don’t believe a single word that comes out of your mouth.”
“Damon, please,” I sobbed. “It’s not what you think! I was such a fucking disaster before I met you! Yes, I slept with a few of them when we first started hooking up, but when I realized what you meant to me, I stopped! I swear to you!!”
“This,” he pointed between the two of us, “Is officially over. Get your shit out of my fucking room tonight or I’m burning all of it.” He turned and marched out of the stairwell but I chased after him.
“Wait!” I grabbed his arm and forced him to turn toward me. “Please don’t do this. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I’m not the same person! Please, Damon!”
He shook his arm from my hand and glared at me. “I can’t ever trust you again, Taylor. It would be one thing if you were just fucking our classmates, but a professor and the dean. Nah, babe, that’s where I draw the line. We’re fucking through. Anything we had together is shot to shit. Goodbye, Taylor.”
He walked away and I let him. My sobs shook me to my core as I watched him leave. I just lost the best thing to ever happen to me and it was all my fault. Not only that, but I’m sure I just lost everything else, too. And I’m going to kill Tommy for what he did to me. It was obvious that he recorded these private moments and there has to be a law against that, right? I won’t let him get away with any of this. Tommy messed with the wrong chick.