Chapter 13

**Winter**

I needed a plan. A good plan. There had to be something I could do to get the boys back for all they had done to me. I needed them to feel some of the pain that I felt. I walked back into my room after dinner to start to think. Dinner only made me want to get even more. I had to pretend that nothing was wrong. Like we were a normal family. Like, Zander’s friends hadn’t done shit to me today. That Zander hadn’t blocked me in the cafe. I bet you if I did tell my parents, they wouldn’t believe me. They always believed the best in Zander and never in me. I was just overreacting or didn’t understand. The only time I got them close was when Zander and his friends posted those photos. It was soon forgotten when there wasn’t enough proof that it was him. I still couldn’t believe it. It had to have been him. I kept telling the police. They were the only ones who had those photos of me. It didn’t matter.

I went to my desk and pulled out some paper so I could write down ideas. I needed something good. Something golden. What could that be? What could I do? I stared off into the distance for a long time. I didn’t know where to begin. Where to start on my plan to revenge? How do I get all four guys to pay for what they did?

I should start with either Royal or Saint. They didn’t want anything to do with me already. Which might make them harder depending on what my plan was. Maybe I shouldn’t do them one at a time. It would be easier to knock them out as a group. I sighed. This was going to be harder than I thought it would be.

I moved back to my purple chair and turned on the tv. Maybe that would help me get an idea. I turn on some stupid tv movie and started to watch. It just so happened to be about a girl who wants to get back at her bullies. The bullies were girls, but I wondered if it would work the same. She planned the perfect plan to embarrass them in front of the whole school. She was going to take their clothes from the locker room, so they would have to leave them in nothing but towels. The whole school pointed and laughed. They were even taking pictures of them on their phones.

This was perfect. I couldn’t think of a better plan if God had planted it in my brain. This would be the best idea. Everyone would take photos and laugh at them as they had me.

I needed to come up with a game plan though of how to get into the locker room and when would be the best time. I knew they always went to the gym in the morning before breakfast. I think it was at least early. I couldn’t remember what time.

There was a knock on my door and I went to go answer it. It was my stepdad. He had some clothes. I looked at him confused. Normally mom did the laundry. I was more confused about why they had my clothes. I had been back less than a week.

“Uh, thank you,” I said taking the basket away from him. I placed it on my bed, but I noticed he hadn’t left yet. I looked over at him confused. “Is there something else?”

He leaned against the doorframe. “I just wanted to say, your mom and I are really glad you are back. I know your mother missed you these last few years. Though the reason you came back, isn’t good we are glad you are here.”

I nod. “Thank you,” I said. I couldn’t tell if he meant it or not. My relationship with my stepdad has never been great. Even worse when I accused his son of having nudes of me. I think he doesn’t want to see the bad in his son. I couldn’t blame him for that. Who wants to know if their kid is a monster?

“You really have grown up a lot since you left,” he said as he leaned against the door frame. “We are really proud of how far you have come.”

“Thank you,” I repeat. “It took me some time, but I think getting away did me some good.” Staying away would have been even better as I could see now. I couldn’t believe I thought that I could go back to this place and something would have changed, but things don’t.

“Your brother is doing a lot better now. He won’t bother you as much this time around.” Lies lies, lies. Was he trying to get me to believe him or himself? I wasn’t sure. Did he think Amber would distract him because it seems to have done nothing to deter him?

“I am sure he is,” I said not sure what else to say. I couldn’t tell him the truth that Zander hadn’t changed a bit. I had a feeling it would only open more can of worms and make things worse for me in the end.

“Things will get better, kiddo. Don’t worry about it,” he said, reaching out to pat me on the shoulder. He left out the door after that leaving me alone.

I sighed, glad he was gone. I walked back to my desk and went back to my plan. I couldn’t believe it though. He was trying to sell his son to me. He was trying to act like things were going to be okay. Well, they were going to be okay. Once my plan goes in the way. The guys will learn what it is like to have everyone look at you exposed and laugh. I could hear the people laughing and pointing at them. I wonder what they would be called. Boys don’t get called sluts and whores like girls. I guess they would just make fun of their dick size. Either way, I would be satisfied. They would know better than to mess with me.