Page 93 of My Rules for Revenge
“Then what’s the problem?”
“It couldn’t have been Jacob,” Eddy said with certainty.
“Of course, it was him. Who else would it have been?” I asked.
“I’m not sure, but I think he had nothing to do with it. I don’t think he deserved what you did to him,” Eddy added.
“Why the hell do you keep saying that? He does deserve it,” I asserted.
My blood began to boil, and I shoved him in frustration.
“I talked to him, Heather. He feels bad about what he’s done. He seems genuine.”
“He’s lying to you. There’s no way in hell he’s sorry. He’s certified garbage,” I affirmed.
“After everything that’s happened to him, I don’t think it’s that crazy to think he feels sorry,” Eddy explained.
“I do. That’s insane.”
“I’m telling you he wasn’t involved. It doesn’t make sense. Why would he try to frame me for leaking your nudes and for leaking those obviously fake texts?” Eddy asked.
“I don’t know. He has the brain of a sheep. He probably knew we had a thing and wanted to ruin it by apparently exposing you,” I explained.
“It doesn’t add up, Heather, and you know it.”
“Even if he wasn’t directly involved, he could have sent Carlos and Manny to do it. So, it’s his fault anyway,” I assured him.
“What if he doesn’t want to be like them anymore? What if he wants to really change?” Eddy asked.
“No! What are you saying? That’s impossible. He’s a parasite who feeds off his own cruelty. I can’t believe you’re on his side.”
“I’m not on his side, Heather. I’m on yours. That’s the only reason why I’m trying to end this!” Eddy exclaimed.
“Why?”
“Jesus, Heather, because I like you. I want a serious relationship with you. I don’t want this insane feud to be in the way of that. I want it gone, but if you don’t want that, then so be it. I’ve done and said all that I can. I don’t know what else to do,” Eddy said in frustration.
“Stop talking to Jacob. That’s what you should do,” I suggested.
“You’re impossible.”
Eddy slowly turned and walked away. It almost felt like a piece of my heart cracked when he left. I couldn’t believe that he triedto get me to forgive Jacob for what he had done. A few moments later, Principal Newman angrily stomped over to me and asked me to follow him. Dang it, here we go, I thought to myself. The consequences were upon me.
Once we got to his office, Principal Newman told me to wait outside. He talked to the others who were involved first. I was last. Once he ushered me in, he lectured me about the vital importance of safety and how I had recklessly endangered the many lives that were at the school. I would’ve rather been placed inside a tumbling dryer at maximum capacity for nine hours.
“Now, I’ve spoken to Jacob Boruta, Carlos Estrada, Eddy Chavez, and Manny Gomez. I’ve gotten their side of the story. They all said the same thing except Eddy. You smashed Jacob’s computer and set his backpack on fire. So, I know you did it,” Principal Newman assured.
“Wait a minute. What did Eddy say?”
“He said it was a big blur and doesn’t remember anything. I think he’s lying to protect you, but it’s fine. Young lady, you’re in big trouble anyway.”
“What do you have to say about what happened in the auditorium?” I asked.
“What? What about that? We’re not discussing that right now.”
“They showed nude pictures of underage girls on a projector screen in the auditorium in front of hundreds of students. I was one of those girls. I want to discuss that right now,” I demanded.
“That will be thoroughly investigated, don’t you worry. That process is happening as we speak.”
