Page 78 of The Marriage Deal
Then there was the incessant cheating stuff, which went beyond just Billie. She wasn't the only one he cheated on me with; it seemed. He had a roster of women he went out with during my time with him and during the short stint he dated Billie. Finding out that he didn't even care about her was sad. I didn't even get the schadenfreude I was expecting. It was just sad all around.
The cheating gained him a few fans of the male variety who thought he was a 'cool' guy for being with all those 'chicks' at thesame time, but that fanbase soon went away when his OnlyFans subscriptions dropped. His OnlyFans subscription account was also insane, if not more insane, than the gambling. Apparently he was into golden showers, something he kept from even me. And was constantly paying women thousands of dollars to post videos of them peeing on dildos. There was even a transaction that suggested that he paid a sex worker to pee on him.
The entire school had since found the website, and everyone was talking about it. Eagerly waiting for each drop. The following drops were hacks of his security cam footage. I was a little nervous at first that I was going to appear in them until I realized they were all during his time with Billie. The first one was of him berating Billie in an emotionally abusive tone. That one made the few pro-Wyatt stans switch over to the other side. The following was of him doing his morning routine. I wasn't aware he had one. He didn't workout that much when I was with him.
His Patrick Batemanesque routine was waking up early in the morning, putting on a Hannibal Lecter-looking face mask and doing press-ups while wearing it. Followed by an ice bath in his jacuzzi tub, which had an orangish-yellowish color similar to that of pee. Then, to top it off, he accidentally revealed his tiny dick as he sank into the bath. One health-obsessed guy tried to explain that it was not pee he was bathing in, but a type of water with electrolytes in it. No one cared. That was the last straw. Wyatt was a certified laughingstock after that. It was tough not to associate the golden shower fetish with the pee-looking bath.
They hadn't found the culprit who was leaking all these videos. I had my suspicions, but Levi would not say anything. Anytime I brought up the subject, he found a way of changing it to something else. Even when I told Rebecca all about it, who was now staying with Wyatt had still chosen not to say anything about it.
Jess was enjoying the entire debacle. She was my notifier of every drop TruthAboutWyatt made.
Jess: Another drop
A text of hers said that she sent while Levi, Rebecca and I were eating dinner.
Me: A Pee-Bath-Wyatt drop now? In front of my salad, Jess?
Jess: kkkk No golden showers in this one, I promise, but you need to check it out.
I tried to open the link under Rebecca's watchful gaze. She hated phones at the table but would not say anything except glare at you while using one. Feeling a little embarrassed, I turned my phone down, making a mental note of looking at the new drop later.
The doorbell sounded. "Who could that be?" Rebecca said, dropping her fork. Levi got up and went to answer the door. From the sound of the muffled voices, it could only be Wyatt. I got up and went to join Levi. When Wyatt saw me, his eyes widened. He looked haggard. Like he had aged ten years in ten days. He was unkempt, and when I got closer to Levi, a whiff of alcohol wafted through as a gust of wind swept by. His face was weary and had what seemed to be dried tears.
"Can I talk to her, please man," Wyatt said.
Levi, sensing my presence, reached out for my hand. I took his and when I tried to stand next to him, he drew me behind him, as though shielding me from Wyatt. Wyatt leaned over Levi's shoulder and said to me. "Can you shut it down! You're wrecking my life!"
"She has nothing to do with that website, and you know it," Levi said.
Curious, I checked the latest drop. It was a grainy video of Wyatt talking to the man who had claimed to help him cheat.They were in a library, and it appeared as though Wyatt was exchanging money for an assignment.
"What are you doing here, Wyatt?" I said.
Wyatt's eyes seemed to jump with hope. "Shut it down, please. I will do anything. I will even drop the lawsuit. I can't keep going on like this."
"You'll drop the lawsuit?" I said.
"Please. I can't take it anymore. Just shut it down, and I will do whatever you want?"
I crossed my arms. "After you drop the lawsuit, then we can talk," I said.
"Fuck, man, you were right about her." He said to Levi. "She's not to be played with."
Levi shut the door in his face. A few seconds later, I heard Wyatt walk away and, a few moments more, he drove away.
"Who was that?" Rebecca said, shuffling slowly, her slippers pattering on the floor.
"Wyatt Carrington."
"Oh. Bronnie's kid. Always hated that fellow. Don't like you hanging out with him."
Levi sighed, exasperated. "Why does everyone think we're friends?"
"Aren't you?" I challenged him.
"Not until he took you away from me."
"Took me?"
