Triggered Memes Novels & Stories

I only expected them to mop the floor and nothing else but it was Ruchika was enjoying giving them tedious tasks. Just right at the moment, a notification popped of a mail. Not in the official id but his personal id. So mentally apologizing him, i opened the notification and it was .. Trisha's picture who was having her ice-cream while rubbing her 8-month belly. Yatharth bhai was laughing at the camera. Did he sent the picture? But the email id was not his or Trisha's.

He opened the small door to the shiny silver box and pulled out the plate of sizzling sausages. “The bangers look done,” he said setting the plate on the counter and reaching for a knife to cut them open. “Why do you call them that?” The familiar feeling was back, the relaxed sense of togetherness echoed between them. “Because that’s what they are.” “No, they are sausages. Bangers sound like something pornographic.” “How would you know?” he laughed with a wide eye expression. “I am not completely naive.” Creighton smiled, returning his attention back to the waffles.

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

I could fucking get sued for this! I back away from the bed, shaking. What do I do? My phone buzzes again like a relentless, angry bee on the floor. And like a zombie, I pick it up. Notifications flood in. A meme pops up. An old picture of me at my high school party, photoshopped, mocked, and trending. It's working. But underneath the shame, a tiny, stubborn spark of anger flickers to life. I tuck my hair behind my ear and enter the comments. Lewd comments about my body are getting massive likes.

The caption read, “When the drama in your life is so good, even the alpha king wants to watch.” I laughed in spite of myself. Not thinking anything of it, I sent the meme to Nick and went to bed.

The woman in the yellow dress stood beside him with a smirk. "People turned it into memes," Astrid said. She scrolled through the comments. "It is so viral even penguins in Antarctica have probably seen it. Mom's phone has not stopped ringing since last night." I pressed my face into the pillow to block out the sight. "Turn it off." Astrid did not stop. She read the words aloud in a flat tone. "'So desperate.' 'What a joke.' 'That poor guy, she ambushed him.' Here is a short one. It just says, 'stupid bitch.'"

“What?” I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. My stomach had bottomed out and my fingers were trembling. He took the phone from me without asking. I watched his face shift from confusion to disbelief to pure, simmering rage. “Motherfu—” He stopped himself as his jaw clenched tight. On the screen was a post from Caleb and Tara’s shared burner account. A meme. My face had been clumsily photoshopped onto a girl screaming at a cat. The caption read: “When your meds wear off and you think your ex still loves you.”

“Oh, for crying out loud…” Another message popped up from one of my Alpha team members. Sir, trending tags are now #PregnantBachelor #SiblingDrama #JayGate. I buried my face in my hands. “#JayGate… they made a scandal out of all this… how was Jay going to feel waking up to see that what we have been trying hard to cover up for months is all over the internet… will he ever forgive me..? By the time I refreshed again, a meme had already gone viral an edited photo of some strange carrying Jay bridal style with the caption:

This is what love does to someone like me it destroys me from the inside out. Timothy's black sports car sits in the circular driveway, and I wonder if Madison is inside with him right now. Probably planning their future together while laughing about the pathetic Omega who thought she had a chance. My phone buzzes with another notification. Someone has created a meme using a screenshot from the video my face photoshopped onto a picture of a homeless dog peering through a restaurant window. The caption reads: "When you're an Omega but think you deserve Alpha attention." The comments are even worse:

It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on—Jaxon was going viral. “This is going to be fun,” Kade chuckled and then kissed my cheek. “I’ll see you later.” I watched him disappear and then kept walking. I stopped in front of a locker to peel off one of the stickers. It was a cartoonish meme of Jaxon, complete with exaggerated wide eyes and a speech bubble that read: "Bidding $5000 on an ex? Obsessed much?" I scoffed, shaking my head. The next one was even worse—"Jaxon’s Punch: Weakest Move of the Year."