Free Web NovelChapter 80: Punching Beam
The fuck... the fuck... the fuck!
I felt like the ground was falling out from under me. I don’t know what the hell is going on, but that night I barely even remember is all over the internet for everyone to see. My heart was hammering against my ribs so hard it hurt. My brother is already beyond mad at me for what happened yesterday with Princess in the house. If he sees this video... I don’t think he’ll ever be able to look me in the face again. He might actually disown me this time.
Why the hell would Beam do this? What is her problem with me?
"Where the fuck is Beam Frost right now?" I asked Malo. My hands were shaking as I handed his phone back to him. I couldn’t look at that screen for another second.
"She’s at the track field, it..."
I didn’t wait for him to finish the sentence. I turned on my heel and stormed straight toward the track field. I wasn’t just angry, I was furious. Why the hell am I being targeted like this? From the very first day I arrived here, these people have been the source of every single one of my problems. They broke my phone, they drugged me at the club, and now they’re uploading a sextape to ruin my life.
She was there, right in the middle of the field training with a bunch of other students. I spotted her immediately. I didn’t care about the coach or the other runners, she was my only target.
I walked straight up to her, didn’t say a word, and threw a punch with everything I had. It landed clean right on her jaw. The force of it sent her flying across the grass.
"The fuck is wrong with you, bitch?!" I shouted. My voice felt raw.
Beam scrambled up from the ground. She looked absolutely furious. Her eyes started glowing a bright, predatory gold-yellow as she let out a low snarl. I didn’t care about her stupid glowing eyes or her strength. We were settling this once and for all, right here in front of everyone.
She lunged at me, and I braced myself, ready to go down swinging. But before she could reach me, Peamah came out of nowhere. He slammed into her like a freight train, stopping her mid-attack and knocking the wind out of her.
Beam didn’t stay down for long. She was struggling, her eyes still locked on me like she wanted to tear my throat out. Then Peamah managed to pin her to the ground, using his weight to keep her still.
"Let go of me, Peam! Let go!" Beam shouted. She was thrashing under him, her fingernails digging into the dirt.
"Get a grip of yourself first," he snapped. He didn’t budge, refusing to release his grip until she stopped fighting.
"Who the fuck does she think she is, punching people whenever she wants? I’m going to kill that bitch!" Beam yelled. She was screaming at the top of her lungs now.
"You fucking deserved that punch," I shot back. I stepped closer, pointing at her. "After everything you’ve been doing to me since I got here. You uploaded a sextape of me and Princess. You ruined everything."
"What are you even talking about?" Beam snapped. She looked genuinely confused for a second, but I wasn’t buying it.
"Now you want to pretend you don’t know anything?" I said. I hated her. I hated how she was acting clueless when she was the one who set everything up that night at the club.
"I swear to you, I’ll kill you," she growled. Her voice was deep and distorted. "Do you think I’m like Princess? Do you think I hold back? I’ll rip you apart."
"Will you shut up!" Peamah snapped at her, giving her a shake.
"Hey, what’s going on? Are you okay?" Sasha said. She came rushing over, looking slightly out of breath. Malo was right behind her, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else but here.
The field was already crowded. Students had stopped their drills and were circling around us, watching the scene unfold. The whispers were starting again, and I could feel their eyes on me.
Beam kept denying every word. She kept saying she didn’t upload anything and had no idea what I was talking about. Peamah still refused to let her go. Her eyes were still glowing that freakish yellow, locked on me like I was her next meal.
Then a loud, sharp whistle blew.
We all turned toward the sound. It was the sports coach, Coach Jay J. He looked like he had seen enough. He demanded to know exactly what was going on and ordered all the other students to get back to their activities. Then he pointed at me, Peamah, Beam, Sasha, and Malo. He told us to go sit out and calm down before someone actually ended up in the hospital.
We ended up sitting on a long wooden bench beside the field. It was awkward and tense. Peamah still had a firm, heavy grip on Beam’s shoulder. He was making sure she didn’t try to lung at me again.
"I swear, I’m going to knock you out," Beam muttered under her breath.
"Oh, I’ll knock you out first, bitch," I shot back. I wasn’t going to be intimidated by her, especially not with her brother holding her down like a leash.
I sat right between Malo and Sasha. Malo was staring at his shoes, and Sasha was tapping her foot nervously on the ground.
Princess finally arrived a few minutes later. Coach Jay must have sent someone to find her the moment the fight broke out. She walked up to the bench, looking every bit like the school president. freeweɓnøvel.com
"What is going on here? Someone explain this right now, or all of you are getting detention for the rest of the term," she said. She folded her arms across her chest and looked at each of us.
"Princess, you really need to get your bitch in check. Teach her when not to hit people for no reason," Beam voice out,
"Faye Grande, what did you do this time?" Princess asked. Her tone was firm, like she was talking to a child. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"I punched her, and she deserved every bit of it," I replied. I didn’t regret it at all. Beside me, Malo shot me a worried look, probably wishing I’d just stay quiet for once.
Princess looked down at the ground for a second. She looked like she was trying to piece everything together in her head.
"You can’t just keep hitting people without a valid reason. How many times has this happened now?" she said, sounding disappointed.
"I do have a valid reason. Beam Frost uploaded a sextape of me and you onto the internet for the whole world to see," I said. I felt the heat rising in my face again just saying it out loud.
"What do you mean, a sextape of us?" Princess asked. She sounded genuinely confused.
"You haven’t seen what’s trending? Everyone in this school is talking about it," I said.
At that, Princess slowly pulled her phone out of her pocket. She tapped the screen a few times, her brow furrowed.
Her expression said everything I needed to know. Her eyes went wide, and her jaw tightened. She was seeing it for the very first time. She looked like she’d been slapped.
Beam, seeing the change in Princess, finally managed to wiggle free from Peamah. She stood up and collected the phone right out of Princess’s hand.
She looked at the screen for a long time. Her eyes moved fast, taking in the video and the comments. And then, even she looked shocked. Her tough act dropped for a split second, and she looked back at me with a blank face.
