Humiliation

Steve pov:

I sauntered down the hallway, a smirk playing on my lips. I had him right where I wanted him. Jeremy thought he could mess with the king Steve, but he was wrong. Dead wrong. I was the king, and I was about to teach him a lesson he'd never forget. Once the video was out, he'd be the laughingstock of the entire school. Even his so-called friend wouldn't be able to save him from the humiliation.

I had meticulously edited the video, blurring my face and disposing of the jacket I had been wearing in the footage. I uploaded it to the school group and casually slipped my phone back into my pocket.

As I sat in class, my mind wandered back to the intimate moment I shared with Jeremy. It was a twisted attempt to humiliate him, but I couldn't deny the strange feelings that bubbled inside me. I had never felt that way with any girl before. It was always a onetime thing for me, but with Jeremy, I wanted more. I craved more. 

"But that couldn't be right, could it? I'm attracted to boys?" I thought.

Jeremy pov:

I could feel my face turning red as I sat in class, trying to hide the mark on my neck with a neckerchief. My mind kept wandering back to the same thing, making it hard to focus on the lecture.

As soon as class ended, I rushed to the cafeteria, stomach growling with hunger. I grabbed myself a bacon cheeseburger pasta and sat on a bench.

A guy approached me and asked, "Hey, wanna come to my room? We can have fun."

I was confused and looked at him with a blank stare, but he just laughed and went back to his friends, who also pointed and laughed at me. 

Suddenly, a girl came over and asked, "hey, girl. Wanna join girls’ night?"

"What the fuck?" I blurted out.

I heard a notification sound from my phone. Curious, I checked it to see that it was from the school group. Upon opening the message, my heart sank as I saw a video of me naked with Steve. Steve's face was blurred out, and only my face was visible. It was a recording of me moaning, and the sound was blaring through the cafeteria. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated as I watched everyone burst into laughter at my expense.

I ran out of the cafeteria in tears and locked myself in the nearest bathroom. I was too scared to face anyone, knowing that everyone had seen and heard the video. As I sat there, crying my eyes out, I couldn't believe that Steve had gone to such lengths to humiliate me. It was my fault for being so naïve to think that he had no ulterior motives. I felt like such a loser as my heart shattered into a million pieces.

...

As I walked with my head down, lost in thought, I felt a sudden impact on my shoulder. My heart sank as I looked up to see the one person I didn't want to run into: Steve. His smirk made my blood boil and my anger reached a boiling point. 

"How was the video, baby boy?" he taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Without thinking, I reacted on impulse and slapped him hard across the face; the sound echoing through the hallway. Everyone stopped and stared at us, but I didn't care. Steve glared at me, his face turning red with anger. 

I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer. I had to let him know how I felt.

"How dare you laugh? Don't you have any shame? Are you even human?" I spat out.

"How could you play with someone's feelings like that? Who gave you the right? What did I ever do to you, Steve? We used to be good friends when we were kids. What happened to you now? Why are you doing this to me?" 

My voice was shaking with rage and hurt. I continued, "You only think about yourself and don't care about other people. And you expect your brother to care about you? One day, when you feel weak and someone hurts you, you will understand my pain. I hate you, Steve, and don't ever come near me again. I might be weak, but I have some self-respect." 

With that, I walked away, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders.

I hopped into my car and sped down the road. How could I have been so humiliated? If only I could turn back time and undo the whole ordeal...

I couldn't hold back my tears as they streamed down my face, blurring my vision. The car was hurtling down the road at full speed, and I was struggling to keep my composure. Suddenly, a loud horn blared from behind, jolting me back to reality. I slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. My car collided with a parked car, and my heart leaped into my throat. The fear was palpable, and I knew I was going to die.