<h4>Chapter 155: 155-They Say I Am Evil</h4>


    <strong>Hnie:</strong>


    "Lamar!" I called for him again, and finally, he opened his eyes. This dude didn’t even care who was sitting on hisp. The way he could barely blink made me feel bad for him. He was so drunk, and the girls around him were in full control of their senses.


    "Hey, don’t drag my friend away," Lamarined, but his voice was barely audible.


    "She was anyway leaving," the girl lied, but I shrugged her arm off and pushed her away. Now that I knew he was so wasted that he couldn’t consent, I felt sick to my stomach.


    "He can’t even allow you on hisp," I hissed at her, and she acted like I had said somethingpletely out of the blue.


    "Did he push me away? No! So it means consent," she ced her hands on her hips and argued. Of course, she did. That was typical of her. I would’ve expected such a defense from her. She was Sydney’s friend—they don’t really care about people around them or their rights.


    "You fucking psycho, you touch my friend again and I’ll kill you," I muttered, giving her a little push.


    Her eyes bugged out in shock as I continued, "He is too drunk to consent. So fucking stay away from him."


    I couldn’t believe that girls were behaving this way without showing any realization that a man has rights too. But I knew how it felt when somebody touches you without your will.


    "He likes girls’ attention. He’ll even do it with me in the morning," she folded her arms over her chest and argued while I reached Lamar.


    "Then do it tomorrow when you both can consent. Just because he sleeps with women doesn’t mean he’s an open invitation now and has no right," I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief.


    If everyone starts respecting the other’s space and dignity, we can make a heaven on this earth. But if wishes were horses, beggars would ride.


    "Come on, Lamar, let’s leave." I put his arm around my shoulder and helped him up.


    "You are a bad, bad woman—" While walking with me, Lamar hissed at the girl, making her act shocked once again. As we made our way out of the guesthouse, I heard someonee after us.


    I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was because she had already made some noise and made herself known to me.


    "Hnie, what’s going on?" Lucy stopped after me and quickly put Lamar’s other arm over her shoulder. The minute he got support, that jerk lifted his legs and bent them, trying to swing.


    "Yooooo!" he yelled like a child, making us instantly hunch over to relieve some pressure.


    "Oh great, Jenny is here," I muttered as I raised my head.


    Penn narrowed his eyes at us, holding his sunsses in one hand and his phone and wallet in the other.


    "What’s going on?" Jenny asked as she rushed toward us. Penn took a second but then managed to help Lamar into the car.


    "We need to get Gavin out of here, and we have only two minutes left," I checked the time on Jenny’s watch and announced, making the two girls stare at me in confusion.


    "He’s not going to leave," Lucy sighed tiredly, not realizing how urgent it was.


    "Okay then, Lucy, go inside and bring out the others. Leave the troublemakers behind—Sydney and Salem included. And Jenny, your task is to bring Gavin out," I felt a little ashamed of myself when I handed the task of getting Gavin to Jenny. It was obvious I believed he would listen to her more than Lucy.


    Lucy did a double take but then rushed away. I guess I’ll be questioned about thister.


    I couldn’t go back inside myself because I didn’t want Salem to see me. If she did, she would realize something was wrong. How the hell did I escape the second floor?


    "May I ask what’s going on?" After Penn hadid Lamar down in the backseat of his car, he approached me to question what was happening.


    "They’re drinking in the guesthouse, and I’ve been given five minutes by Professor Maximus to get everyone out. Or whoever stays in will be punished," I exined, and he narrowed his eyes at me, probably trying to process my words.


    "So why aren’t you going in there to announce it? Why just send two people in and bring them out one by one?" he asked, his hands on his hips.


    "Because—I don’t want everyone toe out. Some people deserve punishment," I watched him squint at my words before he clicked his tongue.


    "You’re so evil. For someone who’s endured bullying, you’re no saint either. Why would you want your ssmates to be punished?" he hissed. "I’ll go announce it to everyone that they need to leave." He nodded his head, shocking me with hisment.


    I didn’t stop him because I knew it was almost time. I turned around and saw some students running out while Gavin walked toward me briskly with Jenny. Even Lucy hade out.


    "All set," Lucy said, smirking until she saw Gavin and then stared at Jenny.


    Penn couldn’t even make it to the front porch of the guesthouse before Maximus came out from the back. Penn stopped dead in his tracks, as he wasn’t stupid enough to get in trouble for a bunch of strangers.


    He watched Maximus enter the house and then turned to stare me in the eye. And when Norman showed up from the back, that’s when we all really started to worry about what would happen next.


    "They’re all doomed," Jenny whispered, shrugging when her brother’s eyes fell on her.


    "It serves them right," I replied, folding my arms over my chest without breaking eye contact with Penn.


    I didn’t care what he thought of me. He wasn’t there when I got bullied or tortured, so he had no right or ce to judge me or advise me.