Snitches Get Stitches Meme Novels & Stories

“There’s a second post going viral—a clip of Rhett holding that weird guy who tried to grab you away in the parking lot. The blogs are saying it’s your ex trying to fight for you, but Rhett wasn’t having it. Girl, people are swooning over how jealous and protective he looked!” I stare at the wall, dumbfounded. “Wait… he looks jealous?!” “Jealous and hot as hell,” she says. “He literally slammed that dude like he was defending a Stanley Cup. People are obsessed. They’re calling it ‘the alpha snatch-back’.” “What the hell!” I whisper. “Oh, and someone posted a meme of Rhett gripping that guy’s collar with the caption: ‘When your girl’s ex shows up but you’ve already been drawn naked on her can

I grin like a Cheshire cat. Let's do this shit.

black-and-white backgrounds with text overlays like: > “Ungrateful girls don’t deserve real ones. ” “Some people don’t know when they’ve got someone good. ” My stomach twisted as I scrolled. He’d left comments on memes about “loyal men and cold women. ” And his followers...most of them guys from school...had jumped right in. “Facts bro, some girls don’t deserve loyalty. ” “We know who you’re talking about, king. ” “She used you for clout. ”

All eyes were on us. “A snake?” Steele looked at me with a questioning look. “Yeah. If I need an escape plan to get away. Let a snake bite me and then I can spend the week in the hospital.” I clarified. “Ouch.” Steele put his hand over his heart. “You rather spend a week in the hospital than with me playing scrabble?” “Can you even spell scrabble?”

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

So I pulled out my phone again, this time scrolling through my saved folder labeled “EMERGENCY GIGGLES.” I found a meme I knew would work. A sketchy cartoon cat trying to play a grand piano with arms that were way too short. It was dumb. Like, impressively dumb. “Look at this,” I said, turning the screen toward him. He glanced at it. Blinked. Then let out a snort. “That’s so stupid,” he said. “But you smiled.” “No, I didn’t.” “You totally did.” He rolled his eyes, took a long sip of juice, then bumped his shoulder into mine. “Okay. Maybe I did.”

She smirked, staring into my eyes. And with a smile of my own, I crashed my lips to hers, as my hands wrapped themselves around her waist, and pulled her closer to me. The word “girl” made Sloane stiffen beside me, but she didn’t correct me. Not here. Not in front of them. Matt glared at me. “You set this up—” “Of course I did.” I didn’t even try to deny it. “And you walked right into it.” Marcus tilted his head at Roxanne. “You know this video is already spreading, right? The slap heard ‘round Ravenscroft. You’re gonna be a meme before lunch.”

“Let me help you shut it out for a minute.” Her voice was a lifeline. I collapsed onto the couch in my living room. Avery sat beside me, pulling out her phone. “I’m screenshotting everything. Storing it. We’ll need it.” I nodded, burying my face in my hands. “They’re making memes. A filter. Someone added glitter to my tears.” My voice cracked. “Why does this feel like they enjoy watching me break?” “They do,” Avery said softly. “People love a spectacle. But we’ll fight back.”

Meme asks. “We were official last week, Loyalty just needed a moment to catch up”, he deadpans. I dropped my mouth open in shock and Meme burst into laughter at my reaction. “Close your mouth, baby girl, before I'm tempted to put something in there, and I don’t care who is here to see it”. I snap my mouth shut and Meme laughs even harder until she starts choking. “Not funny Meme”, I barked at her as I headed back out of the bathroom to sit on the bed, followed by them.

I had a feeling this was going to lead to something bad. “Fine, whatever,” I muttered, echoing Stacey’s earlier sentiment. I had bigger things to worry about than whether or not I found a used condom under my pillow tonight. I glanced up several times as I worked on my chemistry lab write-up. The TWITs kept looking over at me and whispering. Finally, the entire posse of them started across the hall. “Let me guess,” I said before any of them could open their mouths. “Snitches get stitches and end up in ditches?”