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“Not a chance, Katherine. I wanted to knock him on his ass months ago.” My dad shrugs as he carries on eating his steak like nothing is happening. I smile at my dad. At least someone has my back.

“Hey Trent, I’m Star, and I’m Alina’s new BFF. We are all her BFF’s So when we learnt what you did to her, we just felt like something needed to be done,” Star says with a threatening smile.

“She won everything! I got nothing,” Trent protests, his wide eyes flicking back and forth from me to Star, as if I’m going to stop her.

“Oh, I know, but what you and this skank did is fucking humiliating.” Star looks to Steph. “And you’re supposed to be her sister. Fuck, you are worse than him.” Star tuts.

“Alina, you can’t let her talk to me like that,” Steph protests.

My spine straightens, and with my fists clenched at my side, I want nothing more than to hit my sister, but I can’t because she’s pregnant, and it’s not the poor baby’s fault that they will have a shit-for-brains mother and father.

I stop at the table in front of Steph. “I won’t stop her because she is right. You are supposed to be my fucking sister. When the stress of trying to get pregnant broke me, I confided in you. I cried on your fucking shoulder while you were secretly sucking off my cunt of a husband!” I bark.

“Jesus, Geoffrey. Control your daughter,” my mother tuts.

“Katherine, shut the fuck up and eat your steak. Steph needs to hear this,” my dad snaps at my mom. I’ve never heard him talk to her like that, and my heart swells a little at hearing it. My mom is too stunned to argue, and as she eats her steak, her bottom chin wobbles, fighting back the tears.

“Girls,” Star calls, and the rest of the ol’ ladies move towards Trent.

I just stand there, wondering what’s going on. They move quickly, and as they hold Trent still, they begin to remove his clothes. He tries to fight them off, but he’s outnumbered. Steph also tries to intervene, but I stop her. I try to see what they are doing huddled around Trent. His cries in protest are weak, and it sounds like he’s about to cry. He’s pathetic. How could I have ever loved this man? They step back from him when they’re done, and I can’t help but burst out laughing.

Trent stands there in nothing but his white boxers, the words ‘little maggot’ written in marker across his boxers. They’d even written ‘cheating cunt’ in black marker all over his torso. They’d even managed to write it on his face.

Star steps back, and after she pulls out a phone, she holds it up to record him. “Wait. I thought you left your phone in the truck?” I ask.

“Oh, this isn’t my phone. It’s Trent’s, and we are live on his social media account. Say hello to all your friends.” Star giggles.

Maggie hands him a piece of paper. “Now, if you could just read that to the camera,” she says, gesturing to it.

Trent exhales as his wobbly hand reaches for the paper. “I, Trent Rice, am a slimy snake with an ugly cunt face. I have a teeny weeny penis that I don’t know how to use. I want to publicly apologise to Alina Bennet for wasting so many years of her life and then betray her. I did it because I am a pathetic man with a shrimp dick that still doesn’t know where the clitoris is. Idon’t deserve Alina, and I never did. I only deserve her piece-of-shit sister. Thank you for listening to me.” Trent pauses, glaring up at Star.

“Come on, finish what it says,” she says, smirking.

Trent exhales. “One more thing before I go. I would now like for all my friends and family to call me Tiddly Widdly. Please try not to laugh, because it’s not my fault. I’m hung like a mosquito. I am like a light switch, a tweezer squeezer, a hamster dick. I am PC – Phallically Challenged. With my splinter dick, I have found my perfect match. A cum depository, with her bearded claim we are a perfect match.”

My dad throws his head back and roars with laughter. “Dad!” Steph protests.

He wipes his eyes through his laughter. “Bearded claim, that’s a good one.”

Trent continues. “That’s all from me, Tiddly Widdly. From one button mushroom to another, good night,” he finishes, screwing up the paper into a ball and throws it to the ground.

I’m crying with laughter. Star ends the live feed and taps away on her phone before she places it on the floor and crushes it under her stiletto heel. “Well, it’s been a pleasure.” Star grins. “Mr. Bennet, lovely to meet you. You are welcome at the club any time. Mrs. Bennet, you can go fuck yourself with your slut daughter,” Star says with a sweet smile. My mom’s mouth hangs open in shock, while my dad just laughs. I walk to my dad and give him a light kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you,” I whisper to him.

He grabs my hand. “I always knew you were the strong one, and I should have stepped in sooner, but I’m glad you have friends like this at your back,” he says with sincerity.

I nod and promise to call him. As we leave, we hear Trent screeching.

“There are already a thousand views! Jesus, Steph. Help me take it down!” he yells. I laugh harder, and as we get into the truck, I grab Star’s arm and pull her into a hug.

“Thank you,” I whisper, meaning every word. Never having someone to back me up like this made me realise what a lonely life I had been living.

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