Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Jenna:

When I returned to my room, I paced around anxiously.

Tears kept filling my eyes and then fading away.

I didn’t even have friends anymore. In the last few weeks, I had lost everyone.

I couldn’t talk to my friends without ending up fighting with them.

Every time someone texted me, I thought it was him, so they all started thinking I was toxic.

Yet they still came to my birthday, and I couldn’t even spend time with them.

When they left, they all told me never to expect anything from them again.

That broke me.

It was terrifying how I had lost everything for a man who was never mine, for a man who wasn’t even the one I wanted.

The sound of my phone beeping filled me with anxiety.

With shaky hands, I checked it. It was that asshole again.

I answered the call, holding the phone to my ear, and gulped several times before forcing the words out.

"Hello?" I asked in a rather soft voice.

He immediately chuckled on the other end.

"Hello?" he mimicked me.

My lips trembled as I fought back a cry. But then I sucked in a deep breath.

Crying over someone being cruel to me was an old habit.

Compared to what he’d already done to me, this was nothing.

"Did you get the video deleted?" he asked, almost laughing.

"It’ll be deleted in a few minutes," I uttered, hearing him grunt on the other end of the call.

"Why is that? Did you seriously go home and decide to rest? I thought you’d be panicking. Unless you want someone to see your body."

As he started saying those kinds of things, I pulled the phone away for a moment, covering my mouth with my hand to stop my whimpers from getting louder.

"Hello? Are you there? Please don’t tell me you’re blushing, thinking about it," the nasty man continued.

I put the phone back to my ear and responded after steadying my breathing.

"Verity’s phone is with Alpha King Ragnar, and he was sleeping. But the video will be deleted," I said confidently, even though I wasn’t sure Verity would be able to do it.

But if there was one thing I knew about her, it was that she would try her best.

And her best was always the best of the best.

"Wait, why is her phone with Alpha King Ragnar?" he asked, suddenly distracted.

"I don’t know," I replied. "Please, will you delete the videos after this?" I requested, biting my bottom lip anxiously.

"Huh?" He sounded as though he’d gotten lost in thought.

"Would you delete the videos like you promised you would?" I asked again, hearing him grunt for a few seconds before he finally cleared his throat.

"Um, nope," he answered bluntly, nearly making me collapse.

"But you promised!" I complained.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t go all high-pitched on me," he grumbled. "Here’s the thing. I’ll delete them only if you bring that secretary to me. I promise I won’t record our encounter. It’ll just be a one-time thing."

My heart nearly stopped when I heard what he was asking me to do.

"Have you gone mad? How can you start a chain like that? She’s a woman, not a toy!"

I wanted to scream so badly, but the words came out shaky.

"Oh, you’re right. I feel bad for her. Let me just send your father your videos. Oh, what if I send the videos to the colleges you’re applying to? Oh my goodness, that would be so good."

He began to ramble, almost as if he were angry that I’d defended Verity.

"Listen, please don’t do that. That’s wrong. I can’t bring her to you. You know she’s really dangerous. If I told her you were asking her to come, she might involve the police," I said, sitting on the edge of the bed, gripping the sheet with one hand while clutching the phone to my ear with the other.

"Really?" he asked in a taunting tone.

"Yeah, I promise. Didn’t you hear on the news how she killed the lycan? If you didn’t, the news will come out soon. She killed him. Trust me, it was her boyfriend. She found out the truth about him and killed him."

I felt like I was going to pass out. When I touched my forehead with my free hand, I realized how much I was sweating despite the cold.

"Oh, then she’ll have to keep her mouth shut and not do anything like that because your videos are at risk. So you’ll have to tell her. It’s her choice. She can either come spend one night with me, or she can go seek help and your videos will go viral. Now, I don’t have another second to waste on you."

He hung up without even giving me another chance to convince him that what he wanted wasn’t possible.

Silence lingered for a while.

All I could hear was the cracking of my own knuckles until a soft knock came from the window, and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.

I immediately froze, wondering who it could be.

I reached for the window and immediately recognized the person outside.

I opened it, and she climbed inside, taking a deep breath before giving me a thumbs-up.

"What? You did it?" I asked, grabbing Verity’s thumb.

She nodded. "I did it. Don’t worry, I didn’t watch it either," she said calmly and confidently.

I could only stare at her face as she steadied her breathing before I lunged at her and hugged her.

"Hey, calm down. I told you, I’ll find a way to help you out of this mess," she said, patting my back.

But I began to cry even harder.

"He’s demanding more things. He’s saying that you’ll have to go and sleep with him if I don’t want him to release all my videos."

The moment I said it, I felt her hand slow against my back.