The moment I reached the lobby of my apartment building, a group of men followed me in. Leering. Closing in.
"You're that bitch from the internet, aren't you?"
"You look decent enough on the outside, but turns out you're rotten to the core. Hiring thugs to bully some college girl? You like men that much? Well, today we'll give you a taste of what that's like!"
They lunged at me with ugly grins, tearing at my clothes.
I screamed and stumbled backward, but they were faster. My shirt ripped. Their fingers twisted into my skin, leaving bruises wherever they grabbed.
It wasn't until the building's security guard rushed over and called the police that they finally scattered like rats.
I collapsed to my knees, shaking uncontrollably.
The security guard stood over me, looking down with undisguised contempt.
"You brought this on yourself. Who told you to be so vicious, going after an innocent girl like that?"
My head snapped up. My voice trembled. "What did you just say?"
He scoffed and walked away.
My skull felt like it split open. I fumbled for my phone and started scrolling.
There it was. A public statement Benjamin had posted.