Expectation Memes Novels & Stories

Lyra I return to my desk. I open I*******m. My DMs are flooded. Messages of support. Insults. Hideous edits with my blurred photo and vicious captions. People asking me "why I messed everything up," as if the collapse were mine alone. And then, I come across a post from Cassandre, that woman wants to drive me crazy. "There are things women must say when no one is listening. I am not a jealous woman. I am a fiancée. And I refuse to be trampled on with a smile. The facts will speak for themselves."

POV: Blended (Ave + Blake) --- Ave — Monday Morning, Madness Incoming The week after the pitch win was chaos. Crescent Hill’s school blog ran a feature with their photo on the homepage. The headline: > “Enemies to Engineers? Team Imani–Monroe Takes the Lead.” By second period, Ave had already been tagged in three memes, two edits, and one TikTok mashup featuring Blake’s smirk slowed down with sparkles and the caption: “That’s the face of a man down bad.”

Somebody knew, my mind alerted me. I lifted my gaze to Dom, only to see his brows creased. Had he received the same thing? Oh, I was so dead. He would kill me for this betrayal. Worse, he would blame himself for being so irresponsible. How could I be so irresponsible? Fuck! Seconds later, Dom looked up at me and gritted, “We’re Made-men, for fuck’s sake. Who the hell sends memes to their Consigliere?” I faked a laugh, and he asked, “Did you get the same?”

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My skin crawled in desperation for him. The first week I started sending him memes during the day, but he didn’t really understand them, much like the emojis, and it took him a moment to pick up. I had a feeling his office may have been a little too stuffy, and memes weren’t a part of his everyday life like they were with mine. Jenna sent me a dozen a day. Baby Yoda memes were his favorite, and mine as well. His office, his life, had been too stuffy, and I was happy to be breathing life into him.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

I had no idea, but it scared me. Camila's message: "Well, take care". she mentioned attaching a smiley face. Message Camila: "Let me know if I interrupt at any time. she added. Message Leonardo: "You will never be a problem for me, but I will let you know anything". I mentioned. Message Leonardo: "Remember one thing, will you? I added. Message Camila: "What thing?". she asked. Message Leonardo: "You are beautiful, too beautiful". I answered attaching a little face in love and a couple of hearts. I had never done this kind of thing before and now I was doing it, I was feeling a little cheesy, if you could describe it that way.

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”