Seth’s brown eyes widen in horror. “The guys at school,” he chokes out. “They all have a bet as to who can get around Mabel’s guard dog to fuck her first—ah!” he shouts out as my hand unintentionally tightens in his hair.
“What else?” I snap.
His eyes screw shut tight, and he shakes hishead. “Nothin’. I swear—”
“Don’t lie to me, Seth,” I hiss.
Mabel shuffles her feet. “Jo, maybe that’s all—”
“Double braggin’ rights if we can bag both Mabel and the guard dog at the same time!” he yelps when I press the knife harder against his throat.
“The guard dog…” I muse, loosening my hold slightly. “That’s me?” He nods, his eyes still shut. “Names.”
“Everyone. Except maybe the freshman.”
“Guess we’ll have to make a school-wide notice then, huh?” I reach into his back pocket to grab his phone. I flip it towards his face to unlock it, then open the camera app.
“What…what are you doin’?” His voice is shaky, but I grin as I stand, and hit the record button.
“What are you, Seth?” I ask, my voice deathly calm as the flash lights up the boy on the ground.
“I…what are you doin’?” He asks again as he tries to stand, but my boot quickly meets his chest, forcing him to stay down.
“What. Are. You?” I’m losing my patience here. I know they say revenge is a dish best served cold, but this piece of shit tried to sexually assault my sister, and I’ve never been a patient lady.
“I’m…I’m Seth, and I…”
“Tell them the truth, Sethy-kins,” I croon. “What did you just try to do to an angel-haired, sixteen year old girl?” I won’t drag Mabel’s name into this, but all the guys will know.
“I…I made a move on her—”
“Did you stop when she said no?”
“I—”
“Yes or no, Seth. Did you stop?”
“...No.”
“Sowhat does that make you?”
“I don’t know.” He looks so pathetic, with his bloody nose and boot print on his shirt.
“I’m ninety-nine percent sure that it makes you a piece of shit.” My voice is saccharine sweet, and his face pales.
“Yes,” he agrees, willing to say anything at this point.
“Say it,” I order, not faltering when I feel Mabel’s hand on my arm. “Say that if this innocent girl hadn’t been followed by her ‘guard-dog’, you would have kept goin’ like the piece of shit you are!”
“I would have!” he shouts, tears running down his cheeks. “I’m a piece of shit! Are you happy now?”
I grin, shutting off the recording and letting my fingers fly across the keys before tossing it back at him. “I am now.”
“What did you do?” Seth’s voice is shaky.
“Sent it to every male at the school as well as myself. It’s up to you to make sure they back off, because if they don’t, that video is goin’ to the whole town, and maybe even those fancy colleges you applied to.”
He pales, but I ignore him, stepping over his body to throw my discarded bike into the bed of his pickup truck. “Where are you goin’?” he asks pitifully.
