#he said yeah btw but her pussy ass never showed up to ‘have a discussion with me’

[hairenya]

One of my colleagues and I are fighting (because she’s a bitch) and she framed it as wanting to be concerned with my teaching abilities which is hilarious because the student body absolutely adores me and hates her. Like motherfucker I am the Princess Diana of this middle school I will end your entire existence do not fuck with me.

[agirlfacesherfears-blog]

Sometimes you can experience the unexpected, and sometimes it can be scary.

I never truly understood what it felt like to have your life turn upside down faster than you can say clip, until now.

When an author describes their character that is in utter despair, they usually say, the air was too thick that they couldn’t breathe, their legs were too weak that if they were to take one step they would snap, their heart pounding in their head as if they were a rattle toy, as if their perfect 20/20 vision suddenly failed, like they had just bitten into an apple and the juice that filled their mouth and throat tasted of guilt and fear or even it felt as if the world had tilted on its side trying to let you fall into the oblivion of the universe. Not a lot of people tend to understand what the author is trying express, even when they try hard enough to put themselves in the characters shoes, it will never be a genuine feeling they would have experienced. I was one of those “lucky” people who had never understood what the hell the author was going on about, that was until i had met him..... 

This is where the story begins.

I had been speaking to a boy, let's call him Lucas, he was a fit 14 year old with these beautiful ocean blue eyes that you could stare into forever, with brown hair, my favourite combo. Over time Lucas and I had developed feelings for each other and i agreed to meet up with him and have sex. Before we discussed a meeting day, he asked for a nude photograph; which i happily obliged by, being because i have sent a few before. I had done my usual protocol and told him there was to be no screenshots (which he agreed to) and i proceeded to ask if he was alone, which he replied with ‘Yes i swear.’ i believed him. He had said he loved me the other day so i trusted him, because no one would betray someone they loved.... right? I sent him a picture of my chest and then sent him another one of my genitals, i wanted him to be happy, and he was so it made me happy. A few days go by and i still have been sending photos. I even got one in return. When he sent me his picture i didn’t screenshot, i didn’t save it, i just simply admired it and then let it disappear forever... along with mine. 2 or so days go by and he asked me to give him a shout out to gain more followers in which i saved the collage he made of his socials and included pictures of his face, and i posted it. About an hour later my best friend sent me a message asking if i knew who Lucas was, i gave my usual smart-ass remark, replying with ‘a human.’ She ignored my text and told me he had messaged her and asked for nude pictures. I was flaming, i went to his account and messaged him, we had a heated argument before he messaged me ‘You know what, Fuck u.’ then sent me a picture of someone holding a phone with my breasts taking up the whole screen and he stated ‘Oh and btw nice pic.’ i felt my heart drop, the saliva in my mouth had been adsorbed, as if my tongue was a sponge, i instantly started shaking with fear, like someone had put me in a jar and vigorously shook it. i started yelling at him not to post it and that i would do anything as i phoned my mum, while talking to her i wasn’t able to respond to him for 3 minutes at max, my mum told me to block him, as she said that i had put her on speaker and saw his messages, ‘anything?’ ‘hello?’ ‘u there?’ ‘alright it’s going on my story.’ i freaked and said ‘NO’ ‘DON’T PLEASE!’ he replied instantly and said i would have to have sex with him the next day for my picture not to go viral, my mum didn’t understand that i couldn’t just block him, so i played along and said i would as my mum said she would call the school and if he posted it she would call the police, she thinks i had blocked him, so we ended the call but i continued to speak to Lucas.... he had made me repeat what i was going to wear and what would happen, i recited ‘I am to wear a full face of makeup, a crop top and skins (sport tights). As soon as i walk in the door and you will push me up against the wall and we will begin.’ he replied ‘what will you do with my dick?’ i was so ashamed of myself and he just had to rub it in.... i stated ‘lick it.’ i could see his devious smile of what he had done to me, he loved the power and he wanted to show me he did, ‘good girl.’ was all i got. After my dinner he had messaged me wanting a picture of me in a bra and underwear, I said ‘no’ he threatened to post it, i knew he could go to prison so i allowed him, ‘ok’ i bluntly replied, ‘you want me to expose you?’ as if he expected me to get back on my knees and beg, ‘go ahead.’ i had finally grew some courage to fight back, ‘okay then.’ he responded... With all the courage i had gathered i decided to have a little fun. ‘You won’t do it.’ i could tell he was confused by my message of courage, ‘yeah i will.’ i smiled to myself, ‘You won’t, because you know once you do no girl will love you. Not because you’re a disgusting, terrible, horrible human. But because you’ll be in prison possibly being raped. If you wait 12 hours you’ll have obtained your freedom, if you don’t... lets just hope you don’t drop the soap in the prison showers.’ i replied triumphantly. My threat had scared him because he had told me he would wait. By the time it came to go to sleep, I lost all courage. It was all i could think about, my picture, the response, the looks, the insults, the whole bunch was clanging around in my skull for a majority of the night while he slept away like nothing was wrong, like he was innocent. When i woke up i didn’t want to get up, i wanted to hide away forever.... my grandma ended up pulling the sheets off of me and forced me to get out of bed. I didn’t look in the mirror while i was changing, i knew i would be reminded of how disgusting i am. I unplugged my phone from the lounge room and i had gotten messages from him asking if i was still coming. i said i wasn’t, he told me we would post them and i didn’t care, i insulted him. i called him a pussy and said he wouldn’t do it, he sent me my picture and called me flat, i didn’t care that he called me flat, i wasn’t scared of him anymore.... I kept calling him a pussy and that’s when he sent me a photo, My breasts with streaks plastered under it. I was still worried about the outcome, but i had everything i needed to go to the police, his threats, the photo, the post, his full name, all of it. i asked how many he sent it to, he said everyone. He called me and i declined, he messaged me and said pick up bitch, i kept declining it until i had my mums phone and hit record, he called again; this time i answered, “How many people have it?” i asked as soon as the call connected “I don’t know.” he dodged the question “You said everyone had it, how many is that??” i pushed “Over 50.” as soon as 50 left his mouth and into the speaker; i hung up, now i had the amount he sent it to over phone, i blocked him, and he blocked me.

My photo may or may have not been sent out, my friends have told me they didn’t receive any photo from him. I am calling the police tomorrow, to end it. It will be a long road to fully forget everything. I never thought my nudes would ever be leaked, it just shows that... sometimes you can experience the unexpected, and sometimes it can be scary.