Chapter 16
Oh God, I knew this shit was gonna go south. Deep down, I always knew. Someone had recognized it. My stomach twisted up right away, a chill ran up my spine, the back of my neck prickled. The first thing I did was grab my phone to delete the photo, but John held my hand before I could.
“No, don’t delete it. If you delete it, you’re admitting it. Give me that, let me handle it.”
My hands were shaking. I didn’t even know what to say, could barely hold the phone steady. John, always cooler under pressure, took the phone and typed for me.
WolfGirl16: No, you got it wrong. That’s not my name, buddy!
He looked up at me and gave a half-smile.
“See? We keep him guessing and he’ll drop it.”
“John, there’s nothing in the photo but my ass and the plug you shoved in. No one’s ever seen my butt like that—how’d he figure it out?”
“The sheet. Has to be.”
I stared at him, stunned.
“Fuck, so he must be from your little group of paranoid weirdos who notice sheets! Holy shit, who in their right mind notices sheets?”
The sheet was different, yeah. Green, with a darker seam down the middle. Probably his parents’. But, I don’t know, there had to be others like it out there.
ThunderHue: It’s okay, I know it’s you, Virginia. The body shape and that sheet from John’s bed. But don’t worry, I’ll keep it secret.
John showed me the message with a pissed-off look.
“What a fucking asshole, that retarded sheet-noticing prick. You fucked his ass here, right, John? You can tell me.”
My chest burned with anger. With frustration.
“Who’s this jerk? Ask him.”
“If I ask, it’s like confirming it’s you. Chill. We’ll handle it smooth.”
WolfGirl16: Oh God, kid, you notice the sheets on your friends’ beds? What do you guys even do?_
He replied.
ThunderHue: It’s just that I’ve been covered by that sheet a lot. lol
John looked at me for a second, thought about it, furrowed his brow. Then the aha moment hit.
“It’s Freddy. Has to be him. Only he sleeps here. My mom doesn’t like that sheet anymore ‘cause she lost the pillowcase set that came with it, it got all torn up in the wash, so now she puts it on my bed.”
“And now what, John? If he shows that to someone, I’m screwed.”
“I could say I posted a photo of you without you knowing…”
“Yeah, and if that spreads, you’re the one getting in trouble?”
“I need to think, okay? We can play on the uncertainty. He might stay suspicious, but he’ll let it go eventually. At worst, he’ll have a photo he thinks is yours.”
The notification popped up on the screen.
WolfGirl16: Okay then!
ThunderHue: Know where you slipped up? Loba = Wolf… Virginia Wolf and 16 = your age!
My blood ran cold.
“Damn, the bastard’s good. And that’s exactly what I did.”
John showed me the message, laughing, pleased with his friend and pissing me off even more.
“You’re laughing, John? Oh God, now one of our friends has seen my ass and my pussy squirting cum, and that photo’s gonna spread through the whole school! I’m gonna have to kill myself!”
I grabbed the phone back and typed fast, my heart pounding in my chest.
WolfGirl16: Clever, but too bad you’re dumb! Wolf is wolf and not Woolf. Her name is Virginia WOOLF, skipped lit class, huh?
WolfGirl16: And the sixteen is ‘cause there was WolfGirl15, 14, 13…
John let out a whistle, shaking his head.
“Good, good. That was a solid one.”
“That throws him off, right? Now he’s doubting if he got it or not.”
“Yeah, at least it buys some time.”
I thought for a second.
“John, ask for a pic of his dick.”
He stared at me, incredulous.
“In the middle of this crisis, you wanna see his dick pic?”
“I don’t know, do what he’d expect from us, right?”
“Virginia, fuck. Seriously? You wanna see Freddy’s dick?”
John laughed like it wasn’t a big deal, took a deep breath, and explained.
“If I ask, he’ll ask for more too. And then we risk him recognizing the place. Got it? Better leave it alone for now. Just don’t reply anymore.”
He locked the phone and looked at me.
“Now we wait.”
But his friend wasn’t waiting. John’s phone, tossed on the nightstand, started ringing. It was him calling.
“Answer and put it on speaker,” I ordered, my heart racing.
John grabbed the phone with some hesitation and answered.
“Yo, what’s up, man!”
“What you doing?”
“Sleeping…”
“Shit, sorry to wake you, dude! At least I didn’t interrupt you with Virginia.”
The green. The bastard called just for that.
I lunged forward, gesturing wildly.
“Say I’m not here, say I’m not here!” I whispered in a hiss.
John gave me a “relax” look before answering.
“Nah, nothing…”
The silence on the other end lasted a second too long.
“Listen, you wanna do something?”
My eyes went wide and I smacked his arm.
“Are you crazy, you son of a bitch?”
John ignored me.
“Sure. I’ll swing by later or you come here with the books for me, I’ll just check if Virginia wants to do anything and let you know.”
“Cool.”
The call ended and I crossed my arms, glaring at him.
“Have you lost your mind?”
John sighed, tossing the phone back on the table.
“Chill. We have to act like nothing’s different.”
We swapped out the damn sheet in a hurry, in case he decided to come into the room. John pulled one from the bottom of the closet, plain, nothing eye-catching. While he fixed it, I decided to go home and change my shorts.
It was a basic jeans one, the kind everyone has. I had a bunch just like it. But I don’t know, I wanted that if he saw me later, he’d see one a different color. I know I was being paranoid, that it didn’t make sense, but the idea stuck in my head.
The only things visible in the photo besides me were the sheet and my shorts balled up with my panties. He probably wouldn’t recognize the clothes. But I decided to change anyway.
I grabbed my stuff and left. I was only coming back to John’s after Freddy got there.