My Sex Scandal: Once a Virgin, Now a Slut
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Chapter 3 Three

EVE'S POV

I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and dialed Mary.

"Hello, sweetheart," she chirped. "Now, spill the gist! No secrets"

"Mary, that has to wait. Kelvin is gone. He's nowhere to be seen," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"What do you mean gone? Like...missing?"

"I... I'm not sure. I..I",

"Eve, can you take a deep breath? Take it easy. Now calmly tell me what happened."

"I don't know. I woke up, and he wasn't her. I thought he was in the bathroom, but it was empty. He left the water running-like he wanted me to think he was there. I asked the receptionist-she said he left at 6:30 and told her I knew."

"Wait, what? Off to where? Did he tell her where he was going?"

"That's the part in which I'm clueless about. Everything's gone, Mary. His clothes. His wallet. Everything. He didn't say a word. I've been calling, but his line is off. Mary, I'm scared. What the hell is happening? I having a nervous breakdown"

"Okay. Babe. Take a deep breath and do the calms. You know what? Pack your things and get out of there. I'll come pick you up. Then we go straight to his place. Give me ten minutes."

"Please hurry."

"l be there. Just give me ten to fifteen minutes."

I nodded quickly, ending the call and stumbling toward my suitcase. My hands were trembling as I stuffed my clothes inside, trying to make sense of it all.

Then my phone buzzed again.

Mary.

I picked up immediately.

"Hey, Mary-"

"Eve, you're in serious trouble." Her voice was sharp, panicked.

"I don't understand. What kind of trouble?",

"Have you checked the school blog?"

"What?" My heart froze. "No... why?"

"Go check it now." she screamed

I hung up and opened the browser with trembling hands.

My scream got caught in my throat.

There I was.

Naked.

Exposed.

Defiled.

Photos of me-photos I never consented to-plastered across the school's blog. Dozens of them. Intimate. Graphic. Humiliating. My nude was all over the Internet.

No, no, no.

No, this can't be happening! It has to be a dream. This cannot be true!

I staggered backward, my legs buckling. My phone slipped from my hand and clattered to the floor.

The images there didn't even appear to show me in the right frame of mind. It's almost as if I was drugged or something. But it was In this exact room.

Multiple men-faces blurred-surrounded me in sickening poses. My face was dazed and distant.

No, I don't want my fantasies to run wild.

Kelvin will never be able to do this to me. He adores me. He can't possibly be the one responsible for this.

I tried to reassure myself that this was not Kelvin's doiu. But the reality kept hitting back even harder.

Why would he do such a thing to me?

Why would he taint my image in this way? Why??

Why will he do this when I have done nothing wrong?

I provided him with what he had always desired: sex. So why would he repay me in such a heinous manner?

One of the images appears to display me giving a man a blowjob while being fucked in a doggy style.

This never happened.

Kelvin and I had sex, just the two of us. I didn't do... this.

I picked up the phone and stared at the screen again, the comments stabbing me like knives:

"Oh my, this is so Sickening"

"What a slut!"

"Eve Edward? That innocent rich girl? Ha!"

"Low-budget whore."

"You have got a wide pussy, Bitch!",

"Bet she can't even remember their names."

"Wanna go for round two, bitch?"

My hands covered my face as sobs tore from my throat. This couldn't be real.

Kelvin wouldn't do this. He loved me. He cared-

But the empty bed said otherwise.

The turned-on shower.

The lies to the receptionist.

The vanished belongings.

He had planned it all.

I tried to believe once again that I was in a

bizarre dream, but this was not the case.

This is all really!!!!

I curled up on the floor, tears soaking into the carpet, and let out a scream that echoed through the silent room.

"Kelvin!!"

            
            

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