Rumours [BxB] ✔️

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I almost threw my phone across the room after spending a good thirty seconds trying to click on the, what felt like, tiny Instagram button. My hands were shaking so much due to nerves I could hardly keep a firm hold on the small device.

Once I managed to open up the app, I clicked on the first popular girls account I saw and scrolled through her followers to try and locate Cole. It took a few minutes but I finally found it and opened up his page, almost gagging when I saw the second most recent picture.

It had the same background as the real image, and it was still me and Ash. Only, we weren't in the same positions as what we actually were that night.

He was the one against the wall this time, and my forehead was resting on his chest while my hands had somehow been made to seem as if they were at his waist, and more specifically, one in a belt loop while the other had said studded piece of leather in my hands.

Whoever made this clearly knew what they were doing, and I suspected one of the photography or computer nerds had been paid to do the job, as it looked completely real. They made him look angered, and made me appear to be doing things I hadn't and would never do.

I clenched my jaw, ignoring the stinging pain shooting through it due to yesterday's events, and infuriated tears pooled in my eyes.

How? Why? Who?

I wanted to scream, punch a wall, run away and never return.

I wanted to vanish off the face of the Earth.

I couldn't bring myself to look through any more of the degrading, derogatory comments after seeing only a small amount of the things they were saying.

Most of them I wouldn't be able to repeat out loud.

"River, sorry I took so long, I have your h- oh gosh! What happened?" My mum walked in at that moment, just in time to see me practically choked on the tears due to the lack of oxygen I was able to take in.

My body shook violently but I managed to move my phone out of the way before she could see it, deciding that lying would probably be the better option here.

"H-hurts." I wrapped my arms around myself, suggesting it was the bruised area I was talking about, but I could tell she didn't believe me for a second

Her smile was full of sorrow as she sat next to me, carefully placing the cup down on the table.

As she ran a hand through my hair, my sobs slowly began to die down, her warmth calming me.

I felt stupid just laying there, wrapped in my mothers arms. I should be stronger than this, it was just a picture after all.

Yet for some reason, telling myself I was weak just made me cry more.

"Shh, baby it's okay. I'm here." Her voice was soothing as I leant back into her, my head on her shoulder. She brushed her thumb over my cheek while whispering calming things, her motherly charms working magic on my jittery nerves.

I drifted off into a peaceful sleep right there and then, tear stains decorating my cheeks and my lips quivering.

Somehow I had fallen asleep after all of that.

I'm telling you, mothers are magical creatures.

No, scratch that.

They're gods.

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The rest of the weekend passed unbelievably fast as I spent one half of it sleeping and the other playing a variety of PS4 games.