My Two Alphas novel Chapter 48

　　“Lucy turn around and leave the school now” Mitchell demands.

　　“I have a meeting, I am just about to get to the centre quad about '' I stop talking and freeze as I reach the doors that lead to the quad in the centre of the school. The principal's office was at the back of the school and cutting through the quad was the fastest way there and also the main hangout spot for students.

　　Tears burn my eyes as I look around horrified. My stomach drops and my heart feels like it is lodged in my throat. I take a step back praying this is some kind of nightmare I am yet to wake up from.

　　A growl tears out of Ace and everyone runs as Ace starts ripping the pictures down while I stand there in shock. Mitchell comes racing over with a handful of papers like he was trying to pull them down himself and I also notice staff members also trying to rip down the numerous pictures stuck to the walls.

　　“Lucy, Lucy,” Mitchell says. I shake my head, words failing me as I look around at every wall covered in pictures of me. Writing covering every wall in red paint. Homewrecker. Whore. Slut. Absolutely vile words along with the pictures of that day. I just couldn't figure out how anyone got these photos or who took them but I knew it had to be Josie as I felt my heart sink, twisting painfully in my chest.

　　Teachers were rushing around trying to rip them down along with janitors as I look horrified at a picture of me running down the corridor barely dressed after Mr Tanner tried to rape me. I knew it was that day from the fact I was clutching my torn shirt to my chest, my bra strap was broken and just the look of pure horror on my face.

　　There were three different photos including one of him with me shoved over his desk, my skirt shoved up and my face turned away from the person who took the photo. Mr Tanner is standing behind me with his hand pushing my head into the desk, looking at that particular photo it looks like a porn scene from a movie only I know it is actually him trying to rape me, and I also know if the camera was on my face it would see I clearly was not liking what he was doing to me as I struggled to get out of his clutches.

　　“Why?” Is all that leaves my lips. How could she get photos from inside the classroom yet I could see the photo was taken from the door and the gap where the blind didn’t cover the window fully as I could see part of the blind. I swallow when I see one of me leaving the classroom and my entire boob is exposed, my mascara all streaking my face, and my hair a mess.

　　I feel sick and bile rises in my throat, everyone has seen them, there were hundreds of prints stuck to the walls and glass windows surrounding the quad.