Chapter 3

3.

"You're crazy!" Nick groaned on the floor, clutching himself.

And I started to pull his pants down.

Nick scrambled backwards, trying to cover himself, but I wasn't giving him the chance.

I peeled his hands away.

I pulled out his phone, turned on the flash, and started snapping pictures.

Nick's face contorted with pain, his red underpants peeking out.

I shoved the phone in his face, making him look at his own expressions.

I mocked him. "You gonna take pictures of people again? You gonna threaten me with them? You want the whole school to see you got limp dick and a three-inch worm?"

Nick panicked.

He fell to his knees, begging and sobbing.

"I'm sorry, man! Please! Delete them! Don't show them to anyone!"

I grinned.

That's how my brother begged.

Did they show him mercy?

I let go of Nick and watched him scramble for his pants.

"You better delete that video, or I can't guarantee that your little secret won't spread all over the school."

I waved the phone.

Nick fumbled for his phone and deleted the video.

He knew I was serious.

When he was done, he held the phone out for me to check. "It's gone, I swear! You gotta delete yours too!"

I didn't even look.

"I wouldn't stoop to your level."

Nick visibly relaxed, but there was a new look of hatred in his eyes.

He wasn't going to let this go.

I casually pushed open the bathroom door.

The hallway was packed with spectators.

The first thing they saw was Nick kneeling on the floor.

Someone even started recording with their phone, and the hallway buzzed with gossip.

They couldn't figure out how Jake Miller, the quiet kid everyone pushed around, had suddenly turned into someone else.

I stared back at them.

The show was just getting started.