Chapter 33: Defenseless Ivy

The school is doing the usual as if the horrifying incident yesterday was nothing. Ivy walks herself alone in the hallway as the students look at her as she passed by and heard murmurs. From crying last night, Ivy's puffy eyes is visible. The feeling of being judged and hearing murmurs made Ivy anxious as she remembered how it was back on those days when she is just being ordinary.

SLUT is what is being vandalized on Ivy's locker. She sighed and didn't mind it. She opened her locker and found a paper with her name and insults that is written on a paper. The bell rang indicating students to move to their next class. Ivy sighed, grabbed the paper and shut the locker. Their eyes averting at Ivy as she walked through the hallway, the judgments and murmurs is what Ivy tried to ignore as she went to her next class.

"Yes, this is how..."

The class is quiet and students listening to their teachers, Ivy is her class but her mind is on how did someone call her a slut. She sighed and shake the thought off, she writes her notes. An unison of sudden pings from the phones of the students indicating that they received a message.

"I said to make your phone go silent in my class, right?" the teacher asked. The students ignored their teacher's remark and grabbed their phones, read their message. Disgust and mocking laugh is heard. The teacher warned them to put their phones back.

"Hey, teach! What is your reaction when a "innocent" girl is actually a slut?" The teacher furrowed his eyebrows. "And it's one of your student"

Ivy didn't mind her classmates that were looking at their phones until, "And it's Ivy Inri Stewart" Ivy's brows furrowed and look at her classmate, "What did you just say? I am not a slut, Aldrin"

Aldrin scoffs, "Check your phone out, slut" Ivy swiftly fish out her phone that pinged earlier and her eyes widen.

A video of her with boys on the bed, taking turns. Ivy was stunned, she knew she is not the girl on the video. Ivy's hand shakes, watching the video. She never had sex with anyone. How could someone do that to her? And why would someone would go over the line and make such things like this?

The moans of the girl on the video is playing through the speaker on the phone of her classmates. Tears consecutively drop on Ivy's hand.

"This is not me." Ivy said as she looked at Aldrin. The eyes with judgment and disgust looking at Ivy makes Ivy defenseless. "It's a video, Ivy. Damn, you are fireeee here!" Aldrin as he watches back at the video.

The teacher warned to shut the phone down and delete it for it is against in the school policy of watching inappropriate videos.

"Teach, it's a video of Ivy, check it out!" The teacher told Aldrin to go with him on principal's office.

A photo of her with boys on the bed sudden ping from her phone and the unison of pings followed, her classmates saw the photo.

Ivy couldn't handle the humiliation, she cried and went out of the classroom. How could someone do such thing to her when she is not a slut at all. She is awkward around boys, she only hangs out with girls.

Ivy is staring at her food and the bell rang indicates to eat lunch but Ivy is waiting for her friends. She looked around and saw Lindsay with her friends but they are hanging out with another girl. Ivy smiled and grabbed her food tray with food and move to their seat.

"Hi" Ivy greeted, smiling.

"Hey, slut.." Ivy is stunned of what Xamantha replied to her.

"You can't sit with us" Lindsay as her hands motion Ivy to go away.

"Why would you guys call me slu—"

"From our emails", Aslyn said, checking her nails. Ivy is standing and confused. "You believe that? You know m—"

"Yes, we know that you are a slut", Xamantha said. "How do we know you're a slut? Lindsay could answer that" Ivy looked at Lindsay, still holding her tray. Lindsay rolled her eyes and sighed, "Fine." And slurped her shake. Lindsay stood up and looked at Ivy, crossing her arms.

"You are just a slut. You got that video of yours, right? Now, look all the boys", Ivy looked at everyone and the eyes that were perverse is looking at Ivy, like a wolf that could attack its prey anytime.

"So-Someone made that video. I'm not like that person, Lindsay. How could yo—"

"Figure that out, dumb bitch!" as Lindsay flipped Ivy's tray and made Ivy lost her balance. Ivy's food is all over her, laughters and mocking murmurs filled the cafeteria.

"And also.." Lindsay said, crossed arms, looking down on her. "You are a killer. Because of you, Cole is dead. Right, everyone?" Lindsay loudly asked the students. Students agreed of what Lindsay said.

Ivy couldn't defend herself, she also blames herself of Cole's death.

"And because of you, Evan is now imprisoned", Ivy's eyes widen.

"What a trouble maker!" a student loudly said.

"A slut, the reason why Evan is imprisoned and the reason why Cole is dead', Xamantha said, rolled her eyes on Ivy and looked at the students.

"She is not our friend. We don't have a friend that is a slut and also a killer" Xamantha said, pointing out to Ivy. Ivy couldn't take it and hurriedly went out, crying.