We finished our interrupted bath and walked downstairs, both of us still in our boxers, too lazy to pull on a pair of pants. Pulling Zee onto my lap we sat down, dad moved away from us, his nose wrinkling in disgust.

“What’s up dad?” I asked, looking at him with my brow raised, he shook his head and sneezed.

“Nothing, just I’d rather not sit near you two at the moment, you reek of sex!” he yelled out, earning a slap over the back of the head by Suzy. “Hey! Watch those hands of yours, woman!”

“Can it, I don’t want to hear a peep out of you about Brian and Zacky’s sex life, got it? Or I’ll ban you from sex for a couple of weeks.” She said, pointing her finger at him. Zee and I laughed at the look of shock that crossed his face.

“I’m sorry, baby. Now get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich, bitch.” He told her, folding his arms across his chest.

“I’m warning you, mister.” Suzy said as she backed into the kitchen.

“Yeah daddy, mommy’s warning you.” McKenna piped up from where her playing blocks are, causing Zee and I too laugh harder.

“Hey! No fair! All the girls are ganging up on me including you two.”

“Deal with it.” Suzy laughed as she came back, handing dad his sandwich.

“It hurts my feelings.” He sniffed.

“What feelings, daddy?” McKenna asked, looking up at him innocently. The look on dad’s face was priceless.

“You’ve corrupted her! She was daddy’s little girl before you told her something. Now she’s daddy’s fucking devil. God, at least Brent loves me.”

“Say what now? Since when?” Brent asked, looking around confused. Dad sighed, throwing his hands up in the air.

“My point exactly!” he sighed dramatically.

We decided to walk to school, seeing as though Zee thinks he needs the exercise. I objected completely seeing as though we get plenty of exercise if you know what I mean. When we made it too school, Jimmy immediately came up to us, wide-eyed and frantic.

“Guys, guess who posted random pages of Zee’s life around the school!!” Jimmy practically yelled at the top of his arms, avoiding my gaze.

“Who!?” Zee asked the same time I muttered ‘Clara’. Jimmy nodded towards me.

“Clara got all the information from Brent and posted it. I knew she wasn’t to be trusted!” I yelled out furiously, ever since Clara hit those people I knew she was up to something. “So wait, which stuff did she post?” I asked Jimmy in a forced tone. He shrunk back at my question, hiding behind Matt as he answered.

“Everything.” He whispered. As soon as he did Val, Michelle and I shared a look before we stormed off in blind rage towards where the sluts were sitting. Michelle stomped up to Clara before she and Val held her up, both grabbing an arm. Holding her still as she struggled against their clutches, I walked up to Clara.

“How fucking dare you! Look at what you’ve done! Do you feel satisfied? Do you feel superior or are you just that fucking stupid! What gives you the right to post that sort of stuff! It’s fucking personal and it has absolutely nothing to do with you!” I all but screamed in her face, right now I really couldn’t be fucking bothered to think about my morals, I was fucking about to hit her and I really didn’t care about the consequences.

“What the fuck are you talking about? I’ve done nothing! Everyday I’m with Brent; I don’t have enough time to do that! Why don’t you fucking ask James or Brittany! Not. Me. I’m actually no longer friends with them anymore; you just interrupted me explaining to them that. So please let go of me and get out of my face.”

I cocked my eyebrow, looking at her sceptically. It seemed legit enough and I guess I’d have to go get Brent. Jumping when I felt a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back, it was Brent. He looked fucking furious.

“And what the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” he spat in my face, reaching back to hold Clara’s hand.

“Furious as to why someone would post pictures around the school about my fiancé!” I screamed back at him, breathing in and out of my teeth.

“I don’t care! She fucking didn’t do it you twat. It was fucking James! Who else apart from you, Val and Michelle would know exactly what happened to Zack!” That got me as he actually had a point. What’s written and posted is too in depth. I let the anger wash over me gradually, until I was calm enough to talk without yelling.

“She was hanging out with him though.”

“No, I wasn’t. Brittany was, I was just with her, not once did I speak to James.” Clara added, folding her arms across her chest.

All day I was thinking about what was posted, it seemed too weird, too unusual for it to be James but that’s the only option that we have at the moment. One question that was on my mind was how did he get in?