Disguised As A Boy To Attend Belmont High School
Chapter 132: Exposure...

Chapter 132: Exposure...

Downstairs, the party was in full swing, music thumping through the walls, laughter and chatter filling the air. Then, without warning, the lights dimmed. The room fell silent as a wide screen descended from the ceiling, capturing everyone’s attention. Suddenly, the screen flickered to life, showing a live feed of Louise and three naked girls in a dimly lit room.

The entire party stared, their private nightmare now exposed for everyone to see. Shock rippled through the crowd as the camera captured every disturbing detail.

Olive, Mark, Lucas, and the others froze, horrified. Gasps filled the room, whispers escalating into a frantic buzz.

"What the hell?" Mark muttered under his breath, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen. "What the fucking hell is this?"

"Louise... what is he doing?" Olive asked in disbelief, her voice barely above a whisper. Her horrified gaze shifted to Lucas, whose face had become a mask of cold, unreadable fury. "We have to stop them!" she urged.

Nearby, Jessica burst into uncontrollable laughter, clearly high from the drugs she’d been using. "Oh my God, this is insane!" she exclaimed, her eyes glued to the screen. "Louise is out of his mind!"

Lucas sneered, disgusted. "She had sex with Aiden, and now she’s doing this with her stepbrother?" He shook his head. "Rachael hooked up with another guy right after Michael died. And Peace... I thought she was better than this. Turns out, they’re all sluts," he said, his voice dripping with disdain.

Mark began pacing, frantic. "There has to be a way to stop this," he muttered to himself, scanning the room for anything he could use to disconnect the screen. Desperately, he grabbed a whiskey bottle and threw it at the display. Glass shattered as the screen went black, but almost instantly, another screen flickered to life. This time, it showed Louise with the girls again with Anabella at the center of it all.

"I don’t think they know they’re being watched. We need to stop them," Olive said urgently, her voice trembling.

Mark clenched his fists, fury building inside him. Without another word, he pushed through the crowd and headed for the stairs, his face set in determination.

"Mark!" Olive called after him, but he didn’t stop.

"What’s his problem? Why does he care so much about them?" Lucas muttered in disbelief. Still, he hurried after Mark, followed closely by Olive and Lara, their minds racing.

The once-lively party was now teetering on chaos. Students stood frozen in shock, unable to look away from the horrifying scene on the screen. The laughter and excitement that had filled the room only minutes ago had vanished, replaced by tense, anxious whispers.

The group rushed upstairs, frantically searching for the room where Louise and the three girls were.

"Do they even know they’re being broadcasted?" Lara asked, panting as she hurried down the hallway, checking each door.

"Where the hell is this room?" Lucas growled under his breath, frustrated. He slammed his fist against a random door, the sound echoing in the hallway. "I shouldn’t even be doing this. Anabella deserves this humiliation but what can I do when you guys are bent on saving them."

"Let’s just continue searching. There many rooms here but I don’t believe we wouldn’t be able to find the one we’re looking for." Olive said, her voice a matter of urgency.

’And yeah, I’m doing this for Olive especially. She’s going to see me as a terrible person if I just stand still and not help.’ Lucas thought to himself as he let out a smirk and continued searching.

The group moved quickly from door to door, searching in vain.

"It’s here!" Lara suddenly exclaimed, pressing her ear against a door at the far end of the hallway. The faint sounds of moaning were unmistakable.

Mark, Lucas, and Olive rushed over. Without hesitation, Mark and Lucas threw their bodies against the door, trying to break it down.

"Open the door, Louise!" Lucas shouted, his voice filled with fury. "Everyone’s watching you! You have to stop this!"

"How could they even do this?" Mark growled through clenched teeth, pounding on the door with renewed force. "How could they engage in foursome.?"

"I’m afraid the door’s locked with a passcode," Mark observed with a frustrated sigh, his eyes landing on the keypad beside the door. "We can’t break it down."

"Their lives are getting destroyed in front of everyone, and they’re still... having fun inside?!" Olive cried, tears spilling down her cheeks. "We have to stop them!"

"But how?" Lara asked, her voice trembling. "Should we call the police?"

"Yes! Let’s call the police!" Olive agreed, pulling out her phone. She was about to dial when the door suddenly swung open, and Louise stepped out. He was completely naked, his erection still visible.

"What the hell? Do you guys even realize what you’re doing? Everyone downstairs is watching you right now!" Lucas exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. "You’re having a foursome while your lives are being ruined on screen!"

"You need to leave this room now as we couldn’t disconnect the screen hence you’re still being watched downstairs." Lara said, her voice carrying urgency.

"That was the surprise I had for everyone," Louise sneered, an arrogant smirk on his face. "Did you catch the part where Anabella my stepsister was riding me? I wonder what our father would think if he saw this." He chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying himself.

"Huh?" Lara raised an eyebrow, her expression puzzled.

"Are you serious right now?" Olive asked, horrified. "Are you out of your mind?"

"I’m perfectly sane, darling," Louise replied, his tone mocking. "The ’Queen of Belmont’ and her two friends have been screwing me for a while now. This is nothing new." He leaned against the doorframe casually. "As for the video, don’t worry. My guards are already making sure everyone downstairs deletes it from their phones. But no one will be able to erase the footage I’ve got."

"I can’t believe this," Olive whispered, her voice trembling as she pushed past Louise and rushed into the room with Lara. Lucas and Mark stood there, stunned.

"What the hell have you done, Louise?" Lucas growled, delivering a punch straight to Louise’s face. Louise fell to the floor, blood trickling from his mouth.

"Why would you do this? I’ll call the police. You’re going to rot in jail."

"For what? Rape?" Louise spat, wiping the blood from his lip as he slowly got up. "Go ahead, call them. But you should probably ask the girls if they want you to do that. They wouldn’t dare."

"Huh?" Lucas frowned, unsure of what Louise meant.

"The girls wouldn’t press charges. They have too much to lose. If you call the police, you’ll ruin their lives too," Louise continued, his voice calm. "Besides, I didn’t force them. They wanted this. We all did."

"You’re a monster," Lucas snarled, his hands trembling with anger. "We thought you didn’t know about the video. We were disgusted, but we still came to save you. And now you’re telling us you planned this? That the girls agreed to this and were filmed?"

Mark raised his fist, ready to hit Louise again, but Louise caught his arm mid-air. "Don’t be stupid," Louise warned coldly. "I didn’t force anyone. Don’t make things worse for them."

Louise pushed Mark’s arm away and walked past them, leaving Lucas and Mark standing in stunned silence.

Inside the room, Olive and Lara had helped the girls get dressed. They called out to Lucas and Mark to come in.

"What the hell is going on?" Lucas demanded, storming into the room, Mark following closely behind. "Did you really agree to this? Is this who you are now? Sluts?"

"Lucas! Don’t say that," Olive snapped. "You don’t know the full story, so don’t judge them."

"Maybe they should start explaining themselves then because I don’t want to believe that everything Louise said at the door is true," Mark interjected, his tone more measured. "So, do you girls really agree to this? And let it be broadcasted to everyone downstairs?"

"What do you mean by ’broadcasted downstairs?’" Rachael asked, her face pale with shock.

"You don’t know?" Lucas asked incredulously. "You didn’t know everything you were doing was being shown on screen downstairs?"

"What?" the three girls chorused in unison, their faces filled with terror.

"Louise had ruined me," Anabella sobbed, collapsing onto the bed. "Is this his revenge? Is this how he’s getting back at me?"

"Getting back at you?" Lucas questioned, his voice firm. "I really don’t believe anything Louise said hence I’m calling the police officers right now."

"No! Please, no!" the three girls cried out together. "That will only make things worse."

"We’ll be punished, not him," Rachael wept, tears streaming down her face.

"What do you mean?" Olive asked, her voice thick with anger. "You can’t let him walk away after this. Louise deserves to be punished."

"Wait..wait..wait..is Louise right? Did you actually agree to this?" Lucas demanded, his frustration boiling over. "Tell me he’s lying."

The girls said nothing. They simply cried, their silence speaking louder than any words could.