Page 100 of Steeling Her
“I can’t get—”
“Then find me someone who will!” I snarl back, slamming my hand on the desk and making her jump a little. She needs to know I’m not fucking around. She better find me someone who has those tapes or they’ll be hearing from my parents in a heartbeat. She stands up and scurries back to the office, my clipped tone lighting a fire under her ass. I don’t care, my car has been ruined under their watch, and they’ve done nothing about it.
A security guard comes out of the back office tucking his shirt in and wiping his mouth with his sleeve. Just great, he’s been sleeping on the job.
“I understand you want to see the security tapes for today, Miss . . . ?”
“Steel,” I finish his sentence for him with no hesitation. “And yes, I would like to see the tapes for today; right this second, preferably,” I snap at him. He clears his throat and swallows visibly hard.
“I’m afraid you need to fill out a form for that.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Her car had been vandalized under your watch, and you expect her to fill out a goddamn form even though we know who did it?” Haley shouts out for me. I give a slight smile at the fact that, even through the rough few days, she’s standing up for me.
“If you knew who did it, then why are you asking?” the adviser says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“Because she may want to press charges.” Haley answers for me. On second thought, I think it’s about time I give Maya a piece of my damn mind. I push off the desk and bulldoze out the main doors with Nick calling me back, but I keep walking towards my car.
“Back the fuck off!” I yell, and everyone stands back at my sudden outburst. Everyone stops taking pictures. I whip my own camera out and take pictures for evidence.
“Carter, are you really going to press charges?” Nick asks me in my ear and I nod back to him. Once I’m done, I start to walk away from the college and towards that stupid sorority house of hers. She and I need to have a little talk.
“Carter, wait up! You look like you’re on a mission!” He laughs, and I growl at him to not joke with this. His hands shoot up in surrender and he apologizes, “Sorry, too soon. Look, I can take you to the police station to press the charges.” I take his hand and squeeze it, appreciating his help and apologizing for my mood swings.
I hear two other people catch up with us. I still storm towards her house while holding onto Nick. Haley and TJ come up behind me. “Where are you going Carter? Come on, talk to me.” His voice tries to soothe me but I’m beyond pissed at this point. She’s played nothing but games with me and him, trying to push me away, but it’s not going to work. She my have seen him first, but I sure as hell won’t let her win this one.
“I’m going to have several words with the bitch who had the audacity to call me a slut and scrawl it across my car.” After meeting his widened eyes, I pick up my pace, knowing I’m nearly there.
“Ohhh, I’m so coming to see this!” Haley chuckles behind me. She’s loving that I’m about to give the girl she hates a piece of my mind, wipe her on the floor, and send her back to the pits of hell where her deplorable ass crawled up from. Nobody does that to me. I’ve taken her shit for so long, but I’ve had enough. I may be quiet and shy, but I can sure as hell stand up for myself.
Seeing the house in my sights, I can feel my heart beating a million miles an hour, but I get tugged back. “Are you sure you want to do this, Carter?” Nick asks me to make sure I can take the heat from her, but I’m so pissed off that she’s going to be dealing with something much worse. I’m about to end this once and for all.
“She’s pushed me around long enough, Nick, I’m standing up for myself. What she’s been doing to me is not right, what she did to you is not right, and what she did back there is most definitely not right!” I point back to the dorm building and he nods, understanding me and my rage. No more questions were asked. Reaching the door, I open my camera and click record to catch her out on a confession that I’ll know she’ll give.
She’s as dumb as the fucking doorknob.
Speaking of doorknobs, I bang on hers with so much aggression I thought I would break it. I’m shaking so much not because I’m afraid of her, but because I’m furious with her. Just as I was about to slam it again, a brunette opens the door with wide eyes. She sensed my rage through the knocks.
“Get Maya. Now!” I order through gritted teeth. She nods rapidly and walks back inside to get her. She should be scared for her friend.
When I see her blonde hair saunter out with a knowing smirk on her face, I walk backwards out into the yard, not wanting to do this in the house. It’s disrespectful to the other girls. This is between me and her.
Following me out, I haven’t broken our gaze, but her eyes flicker across to my right. I know she’s looking at Nick, begging for his attention.
Both of us are on the lawn with an audience surrounding us.
“To what do I owe this pleasan—”
“Shut the fuck up!” I roar at her. Her eyes widen for a fraction of an inch before composing herself. The brief second of terror on her face tells me she’s hiding the fact that she knows I’m about to cut her in half and feed her to the sharks. “You know why I’m here. You think it’s funny to destroy my car? Huh? You think that’s funny?” I step closer to her and look her up and down with so much disgust on my face. She must think that this is hilarious, because she starts to chuckle at me. I see red and step closer to her once again, less than an arms length away from her.
“I have no idea what you—”
“Bullshit, Maya! You know exactly what I’m talking about. You thought it would be hilarious to ruin my car because I ‘took’ him from you.” I point at Nick and she follows my finger while I stare hard at her. “He was never yours to begin with! He didn’t belong to you, he never did!”
“Yes, he fucking did, you stupid slut! He still does!” she snaps at me. We’re both breathing fire at this point. “He was always fucking mine, you’re just a bump in the road! You don’t know shit! I didn’t do shit to your ugly car either that daddy bought you.” She smirks again; lying through her teeth.
“I have the tapes, Maya, you’re obviously stupid enough to get yourself caught on camera,” I bluff, but I know the tapes will show her and her posse ruining my car. “That bleach has gone straight to your brain! I mean, it’s a cardinal rule to not get yourself caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing. You might as well walk into the police station and confess to it.”
“Why the fuck are you here then if I ‘did it’?” She uses air quotes.
