Alexa and the Badboy
“Feels like I already know you, Alexa. Better than anyone else. Don't you think we would make a really magnificent pair? Better than that sleeze you call a boyfriend?”
My fingers trembled as I opened the next image. And then another. And another. There were dozens. I don't know even how many he had sent. I was scrolling endlessly.
Me and Devon at the library, at school, at the local arcade, at the beach. Every where. He even had pictures of us at our dates together, moments I believed were private.
There were other pictures as well. Me and Stacey grabbing smoothies after school. Of me at my locker. Me on shift, waving goodbye to Janice and Simon. Me sitting alone in the park,earbuds in.
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