Page 52 of Just Friends
“Yeah …” Jax muttered. “Yeah.”
We watched the chat messages go by:
“LIARS”
“yeah, sure, ok”
“lol who do you think you’re fooling, honey”
“Whatever.........”
“I’m not buying it, either.”
“This whole thing was obviously a scam from the very beginning. There’s no way Jax was ever going to take a random girl to a team party.”
I rolled my eyes. Once Jax’srealmatch popped up, these people would realize that I wasn’t lying, I wasn’t scamming them, and they’d finally stop with the toxicity.
Until then?
The suspense was killing me. I didn’t want to read their comments anymore. I stood, pushed my roller chair away, and started to pace the room.
“You okay?” Jax asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh yeah, I’m fine,” I said with a nervous laugh. “I just feel like standing. That little snafu got my blood goin’, that’s all.”
“Gotcha.”
Za-zing!Soulmate announced it had found his match—this time, out of over a million girls.
Eager to be redeemed, I spun on my heels and hurried over to the monitor.
But redemption wasn’t what I found waiting for me.
Instead, I found—once again—my own profile staring at back me.
Congratulations, Jax! Your Soulmate is PIPER EAGLESTORM.Ready to start a conversation?
The chat became a frantic surge of angry messages flying by faster than I could read them:
“LOLOL”
“wow just wow”
“Told you.”
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME”
“Fuck this.”
“I’m ready to start a conversation. It goes like this: FUCK SOULMATE.”
“congratulations, piper and jax! I hope you both die in a fire.”
“Everyone go to the app store RIGHT NOW and give Soulmate 1 star.”
“let’s punish this bitch, i swear”
One after another, the abusive remarks slammed me like a rockslide. Paralyzed, all I could do was stand and stare as the insults kept piling higher and higher. Our viewers were determined to bury me and my work.
