Being the Bad Boy's Victim (45 page)

We got to our house in less than fifteen minutes. We all lived together in a one-story house that had two bedrooms. It was painted light brown and black, and we did keep it very clean due to Drake's slight OCD.

Ian and Darrel shared a bedroom, while Drake and I shared another. We had separate beds, since we never really went that far with each other – even with being together this long. I was a virgin, but I guess most people wouldn’t expect that from someone like me. Although, it was a probability, since I was really good at playing with boys. Drake let me share his bed sometimes (for some reason, not quite willingly). And I have to admit, it was very fun to do. But that was all I ever did. I was a criminal, yes, but I wasn’t sexually driven or anything. And I was glad Drake wasn’t like one of the asses who demanded sex, or thought it was the only way into a relationship. He really was a good guy deep down, even with all the bad stuff he’s involved in.

I opened the front door to our house with a small smile on my face, and realized how tired I actually felt right then. Once I looked up though, my heart practically stopped beating at the sight in front of me.

There, standing
right there
in front of us, was my high school principal, the supervisor of the whole district, a guy from social services, and some other guy that looked like a cop in disguise. Well, to me he looked like it.

Shit.
This could not be good.

Wait, how the hell did they even get in here?
Ugh...
Ian must've left the damn door open.
Again
. We seriously had to stop letting him be the last person to leave the house.

“I swear she did it,” Ian immediately said, his arms raised in defense as he pointed at me.

“It was
aaaaall
her,” Darrel mimicked, pushing me forward.

I quickly turned to glare at them both.

Yeah, nice to know you guys have my back!

“U-um... what’s going on?” I asked in the most angelic voice I could muster.

“Evelyn Jo,” my principal said, and as always, he never failed to look
so
happy (note the sarcasm, please). “We have some very important news to tell you.”

“W-what is it? Am I in trouble?”

I always asked that, even though I already knew the answer to it. But hey, maybe – and just
maybe
– one day, it would be different.

Ha! Good one, Evelyn. 

Okay, it was no time to joke around at that moment.

“Well, that and,” the supervisor spoke up this time, “we are here to tell you that you will be moving schools. Again.”

What? No, no, no. There's no other school left in the district!

Okay, so maybe wrecking the principal's car
and
setting almost half of the school on fire wasn't really a good idea, now that I really thought about it. But still, I must admit, it was pretty damn awesome!

“Considering you have no legal guardian and you're under the age of 18…”

“Whoa, whoa! She has me,” Drake chimed in as he pressed his hand to his chest, giving them both a hard look. “I'm 19. Besides, she's turning 18 in just a couple of months. I can actually take full custody of her.”

“Sorry, sir, we meant legal guardians, not pretentious boyfriends,” the supervisor continued. “It’s true you can take full custody, but I honestly think you're the one causing her to behave in such a terrible, rebellious way – which is why the police will now keep a close eye on you and your little friends over here.” He looked at Ian and Darrel almost disapprovingly. “I mean, we could take you to jail, but we have no proof of the things you might've done in the past.
Yet
.” 

That’s when Ian and Darrel practically started hiding and backing away as if they weren't even involved in this whole conversation. But then, they cursed under their breath when they bumped into some police officers that had appeared right by the door.

“What the he—”

“No comment,” the supervisor said in a stern voice, interrupting Drake, who seemed ready to pounce on him right then and there with the look he was giving off.

“So,” the principal started, “we will have to take you away, Evelyn. But you have two choices.” He made a stupid, dramatic silence and I realized I
also
wanted to pounce on someone… “First choice is the Orphanage.”

What?

No... I didn’t want to go back there. I had to live there ever since I was little, considering I had never met my birth parents. But those people at the Orphanage treated me so bad. I thought they were supposed to be good and nice to us, but they never were. It got me mad.
So
mad I just…

I clenched my fists and tried to stop thinking about that cruel, evil, and disgusting place. It was
literally
disgusting, too, by the way. They never cleaned the place. Instead, they made us do all the dirty work for them.

“Or we have a wonderful state, New Jersey, where you will be taken to attend yet another public high school, which incidentally will also be your last. There, you will be living with a young psychologist, who will talk to you about your problems.”

“But… but, you can't do that! I don't have any problems!” Who the hell do these guys think they are? Telling me where I can and can't go? I know I did bad things, but did that seriously mean I had to do all of these?

“Yes, we can,” the stupid supervisor spat back. I wanted to punch him right now, but that wouldn’t do me any better, seeing as the cops were here with us. “Unless you want to end up somewhere
way worse
than the Orphanage.”

Oh,
dammit. Dammit!
There was
no
way out of this one now.

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Acknowledgements

To Jess Cahill and everyone who has been with me from the start, thank you. Thank you for teaching me that failure is inevitable and that it’s okay. Thank you for showing me how to learn from my mistakes, and for helping me every step of the way no matter how much I wanted to give up.

I’ve always kept my writing personal and private, but the community of Wattpad has given me the opportunity to open myself up—and look where that has gotten me! I will never be able to fully express how grateful I am for all the messages of encouragement. I am even thankful for the critiques I received. They helped me improve as an author and taught me to never let someone tell you how much you’re worth.

Because of you all, I am a better person and I cannot thank you all enough for that. None of this has ever been easy, but knowing that I’ve never been alone has helped me immensely.

Finally, for every person who has ever read my works, for every person who has ever reached out to me, and for all the friends I’ve made from my three years on Wattpad, I truly love you all. You have all impacted my life in ways you will never know, and if I could personally thank each of you, know that I would. You all mean the world to me, and for that I will always be grateful.

About the Author

Claire Monette has been a writer on Wattpad for three years. During that time, she has completed several stories including,
Oh, Just Give Up Already Mr. Alpha
,
Being the Bad Boy’s Victim
, and
Million Dollar Man
.

Being the Bad Boy’s Victim
is her first published book and she hopes to continue publishing her works over time.

Writing has always been a fundamental aspect of her life, and she hopes to pursue a career in it in the future. Currently, she is working on
Catching His Queen
and cannot wait to finish it!