Pregnant For My Bully
Chapter 25

I took the phone from him, anticipation eating at my mind. I dragged the motion line to move the video back to the beginning and then I began watching.

At first, I couldn't make out anything from the video because the room was sort of dark, then, as if the person behind the camera had moved a little, more light filtered into the room, and I quickly realized the room was actually a bathroom. With two people in it, who appeared to be making out. "Okay, so it's a bathroom with kissing couples, so?" I frowned, still watching the video.

"Just," Benson exhaled. "Just keep watching the video, Mel."

I refocused my attention on the video and only then did things begin to make sense, starting from the moment I recognized the guy to be Jason. And the girl to be... me.

On realizing this, I gasped, a hand flying to cover my mouth. My face, expressions, in the video was clear for everyone to see, while Jason had his back to the camera. Every sound, every moan I made, every pleasured look on my face was recorded. And the video didn't just stop there. It carried on to the moment Jason took off my shirt, kissed my b****t-although the scene was blurred so you couldn't really see much there, but you knew that it was me. The video ended with a final gasp from me as Jason's hand slid down my jumpsuit.

With the end of the video came a dawning. A new understanding of the looks I'd gotten all the while today after lunch and the reason for Jason's absence.

"I told you not to trust Jason, Mel. I told you." Benson's voice came to me as though from underwater. "People like Jason, they never change. And even if they do, it takes more than just one night."

"Why would he do this to me?" Was the first thing that fell through my lips, my mind racing, hands trembling. I had a s*x tape now on the internet. Everyone in school had seen me, heard me, and it was all because of Jason. All because I was too trusting. Too foolish to believe that he could ever change.

"Why would he do this to me?" I repeated, tears welling up in my eyes.

Slowly, Benson took his phone from my hand.

"Everyone has seen this," I whispered, looking up at him. "And their... perception of me..."

All of a sudden, he stepped forward and took me in a hug. "I'm sorry, Mel. Honestly, it's not your fault, so don't blame yourself."

"No." I ripped away from his hug, suddenly infuriated. "It is my fault, Benson. To think that Jason could ever change. To think I could be friends with the popular click. And now I have a s*x tape out there for everyone to see. How could I be so stupid?! What was I thinking?!"

"Amelia, calm down," Benson said, reaching out to hold me.

"Calm down?" I stared at him, teary-eyed. "I've been bullied, deceived, used, shamed, and now I should calm down?"

I was yelling now. "Look at the video, Ben. Jason's face was in no part. No f*****g part! He used me, all for what? A good laugh?! Another means to t*****e me?" "What we need to do now is report to Mrs Jenkins, so she can tell Leila to take it down and then do something to Jason," Benson suggested.

"And then what?" I stared at him, my jaw quivering. "Jason gets off with community service? But the stigma still remains with me? How could I be so stupid." My hands flying to my hair, I pulled. Pulled really hard. "How could I be so f*****g stupid?"

"Amelia, stop it!" Benson shouted, grabbing my hands. "You're panicking. You have to try and calm down."

"No!" I screamed, yanking my hands out of his grip. I knew he was only trying to help, but right now, nothing was getting past my stunned mind.

"What I need to do," I said through gritted teeth, "is give Jason a f*****g piece of my mind."

With that, I turned away from him and started down the steps, headed for the field.

"Jeez, Amelia," Benson called. "Wait a minute, just think about things first!"

Getting to the last of the stairs, chest heaving, face wet with tears, I marched to the field where I knew Jason would be.

I spotted him as soon as I got to the field, standing beside Coach Hens and talking coolly, like he'd done nothing. Like he wasn't aware of the video. "Jason!" I shouted, stomping over to him.