Romans & histoires Unacceptable Meme

black-and-white backgrounds with text overlays like: > “Ungrateful girls don’t deserve real ones. ” “Some people don’t know when they’ve got someone good. ” My stomach twisted as I scrolled. He’d left comments on memes about “loyal men and cold women. ” And his followers...most of them guys from school...had jumped right in. “Facts bro, some girls don’t deserve loyalty. ” “We know who you’re talking about, king. ” “She used you for clout. ”

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

" I ignored him. Group chat. 'Same time next week.' I wanted to ignore that one, but I put a thumbs up emoji. I couldn't risk them releasing the video before my finals. My whole junior year would be a waste if that happened. Fu8ck them. I would give them no emotion. They would get nothing from me except what I decided to give them. If I had to have meaningless se8x to get through this, I would. But fu8ck them both. ----- ----- -----

Devilish reply by Ella "I don't know, handsome but has attitude and our moments were so weird that I can't stand it. So, it is a no from me." "Moments? Moments in bed? Hahahahaha joke” Maxine knows how to tease me. "Maxine shut up, okay?" While I'm giving her a cold look "Yeah, Maxine we have a child here" says Ella while pointing at Maine. In our circle of friends Maine is the innocent one. "Eh? She's not a child, she already knows the-" Maxine didn't get to finish cause Ella covered her mouth.

"I don't like your ridiculous piercings. I don't like your ridiculous tattoos. I don't like those ridiculous pink shorts you're wearing right now. I don't like your ridiculous voice. I don't like your ridiculous Instàgram posts. Matter of fact, delete that group selfie you just took. I don't want me or my wife being on your ridiculous feed. It's embarrassing to be associated with you. You are ridiculous. The only reason people cling on to you is because of your rich dad." "Is this some sick joke?" "The only joke here is you, Leo." "Do you know who the fùck you're talking to?" "Yes." Damien nods. "I'm talking to Leo Giovanni. The biggest joke on the table. An embarrassment to his family. Fail

Fuck me. *****************************************

Four days later. It had been four days since the scandal, yet it had not cooled down. The tension was still heavy, and people were still not having it. They were still protesting, demanding that Mr. Whitemere step down from his position, saying he was not fit. That he had failed as a father by trying to cover up his evil daughter. The Whitemere Heights stocks kept dropping, even after they released a statement saying their Chairman, Mr. Whitemere, did not mean what he had said in the video.

“Is it? You told me that you had everything under control once before. And do you know who was not at the Hunt? The one that we hosted. I’m surprised we’re not still the laughingstock of the world.” The meme that had circulated around the were-community social media popped into Sirius’ mind. A picture of the Maidens walking through the woods with the caption Camouflage so good the Alpha’s daughter cannot be found. It and several others ran the typical course of any scandal and then died off with the next one. They had popped up a few more times over the past year and each time Malachi burst into his office threatening to take his position back.

Just sharp enough to cut through everything. “I found it.” No one reacted at first. Then every head turned. Alex was already pointing at one of the screens. A single meme post. Simple. Fast. Easy to ignore. Exactly the kind of thing most adults would scroll past without thought. It was a two-panel format. How it started / How it’s going. Several analysts frowned. One looked offended that this was what had stopped the room. I stepped closer. Then my breath caught. The first image showed the full teen team on a ferry.

It was been spread anonymously and no one knew who was behind all of it. “I’m not ready to rest until we hunt down the fool behind all these disgusting memes.” Donald fumed. “And we find him, his punishment would be nothing that has never come to him in his entire existence because he would beg for death itself.” I spat, jamming my fists together. After a few weeks, we were able to track down the guy. He was a fat nerd in his 20s. We found him in his dorms in front of his computer, laughing and munching of potato chips with several memes made from my photo.