You Were Never Honest (Never 2)

We sway gently to the music, we don’t press together but we’re still close enough that we can hear one another over the music.

“Mattias did it, the files are gone. Your guys are safe,” he says, leaning his head close to my ear even though it isn’t necessary.

“Thank you, I appreciate it,” I say back softly while smiling up at him.

“There’s something else, while we were in there, we tried to remove yours but were kicked out of the server. I can’t access it anymore, someone else is in control,” his composure is cracking, and I can see how much it bothers him that he’s no longer in charge.

If he’s not in control of it anymore, then who is and what are they planning on doing with it?

The song ends, and he spins me out before dipping me, he smiles slightly before bringing me back up to the right position and walking away.

I’m looking around for the others when I see Amias and his eyes are on my wrist, where the crystal he got me still sits. I want to go over to him, but Octavia is already there and her hand is on his stomach and moving up to his chest, but he doesn’t look away from me.

I’m watching as he grabs her wrist and pulls her behind him, she looks at me and winks but even she looks confused when he pulls her up onto the stage and takes the DJ’s mic.

“Fellow students, for years many of you have bowed at the feet of the Shepherds, rightly named because you’re all damn sheep that follow them wherever they go. You let them treat you however they choose because they made themselves the leaders of this place.” He grabs the mic and takes it away from the booth, Hutchy is trying to

get him down but he’s refusing until he finishes what he has to say. “For the past month I’ve been letting this cheap little whore sit with me and try and lay claim to me, and the whole time I've been waiting for tonight.”

“That is enough, get away from there right now,” Hutchinson is so red in the face, it’s quite comical.

“I’m nearly done Miss, as I was saying you gave them power over you and now, I’m taking it back. Octavia will spread her legs for anyone that even looks twice her way, she kneeled and begged like a starving dog when I wouldn’t give her what she wants.”

“You are so full of yourself,” she replies, flicking her hair away from her face.

“Really, let them decide who’s telling the truth,” and with that, the projector screen falls and begins to play video after video of her begging and threatening every guy that turned her down in the last two months.

Amias never even kissed her, there’s even footage of her trying to get Mr. Cooper to sleep with her so she could get a higher grade than me. Bloody hell, I never saw this coming.

“Henleigh, I was angry and hurting but I would never move on from you that quickly and with a cheap tart like her. I told you I wasn’t going to let you go and I mean it. Whatever happens I’ll find a way to make it right, this is just the beginning,” he says this just before security arrive and lead him away, but he’s wearing the biggest smile and Octavia is racing from the ball.

Is it too late to become a fan of prom? Because my oh my, shit just got interesting. Sure, it ruined my plan but I’ve still got a couple tricks up my sleeve. My time can wait just a little longer.

I couldn’t choose between Noah and Elijah so they both came back to my room last night, we didn’t sleep together but we did touch and explore. They were very conscious of the effort not to touch each other but their hands were all over me. It was sensation overload, and I loved every minute of it.

My plan to change everyone’s perception of Octavia should also go live soon, but I’m not focusing on that at the moment. Not with Elijah teasing my nipples and Noah tasting me, oh damn revenge is nowhere near as exhilarating as this.

Half an hour later and we’re a hot sweaty mess, and the guys are finally going to leave to get changed and give me a few moments to come back down to Earth!

I check my phone once I am slightly recovered and now, I’m the one wearing the biggest grin. The emails she sent to Xavier saying how pathetic and needy Britney was and how Chelsea would always be second best to her have all been sent out along with the video of her trashing my room. How she had threatened a year eight to fill my room with the fish and guts otherwise she would smash their face in, yeah that won’t go down well. I could not have done this one without Declan, if it wasn’t for his cameras, I never would have had proof.

I can’t wait to see the outcome; I’m really looking forward to my lessons today. Even if most of them are exams, oh well I never get worked up over them. I either know it or I don’t, and I’ll pass or fail. But I won’t know until I take them.

I throw on my uniform and walk over to the canteen to grab some breakfast before heading to my first exam, I notice how Octavia isn’t sitting at the back of the room, I can’t see her anywhere. Maybe threatening that year eight has put her in deeper shit than I anticipated. Oh well, not my problem. I’m just going to clear my mind and do what I need to. After the tests are done for today, I’m going to tell everyone. They know it will be Noah first, then Elijah and then I’m telling my friends as a group. Oh yeah, nothing to worry about there. I have never felt more anxious in my life and I’ve had a gun pointed at me, how messed up is that?

Test after test, I’m mentally exhausted but I know the hardest thing is yet to come. I could wait until it gets closer, but I won’t talk myself out of it, I can’t, not this time.

I go to my room and wait for Noah to get here, I still think it’s funny that Roxie suggested pulling names out of a hat. But the guys were happy with that and it did make it easier, at least this way I didn’t have to choose between them.

He knocks at my door and lets himself in, he’s smiling at me as he takes me in sitting on the floor with my knees bent and my feet curled behind me.

“There’s my Leighbear,” he says, kissing me softly and oh so slowly.

He pulls back and takes a seat opposite me, he looks so calm and collected and I’m a nervous wreck. I can’t stop fiddling with my necklaces, just anything I can do to keep my hands busy. I’m looking anywhere but at him and my hands are shaking like a leaf.

“Henleigh, you don’t have to do this. Whatever happened, is in the past, we can leave it there if you want.”

“Just another reason why I love you, but I can’t keep running from this I have to tell you what I did,” I reply, as I tremble at the thought of him looking at me differently.