Some people sharpen their claws in secret.55Please respect copyright.PENANAbSfTaU36Mn
Marian? She hides hers behind tears and mascara.
But Ruthie had learned to see through masks.
And today, she found the one thing that could break Marian apart.
It started with a notebook.55Please respect copyright.PENANAskNA2dsPo8
Spiral-bound, half-burnt at the edges, found behind the library.
Ruthie didn’t mean to find it.55Please respect copyright.PENANAOqvaJn2U5P
But fate always had a habit of dropping sins into her lap.
Inside were names.
Dates.
And screenshots—printed and pasted—like a scrapbook of secrets.
One name caught her eye.
Mr. Suarez – Guidance Counselor55Please respect copyright.PENANAIxPeQ3RZDH
Below it:55Please respect copyright.PENANALhxC7CV4Pg
“Threatened to tell his wife. Got 5k to shut up.”
Another page:55Please respect copyright.PENANAWBcwDf0Sc8
Clarisse Jimenez – 12-B55Please respect copyright.PENANAqiiSvKiHVx
“Stolen vape vid. She cried. Let her off in exchange for her mom’s Rolex.”
And then this—
Me: Ruthie C. – Subject to ruin soon55Please respect copyright.PENANA5C1bzWFYGi
Let her burn slowly. She doesn’t know I kept the bruise pics from rehearsal.
Ruthie’s breath stilled.
So it had always been a game.
Marian wasn’t just playing the victim.55Please respect copyright.PENANAG7F2Dvr9nb
She was architecting the entire downfall.
She stared at the page for a long time.55Please respect copyright.PENANAHtiGy5edh4
Then closed the notebook like it held a ghost.
“Leverage. That’s what this is.”
And Marian?55Please respect copyright.PENANAP9OuMr6CzL
She was holding everyone in that school by the throat—quietly, sweetly, cruelly.
Later that day, in the restroom, Ruthie watched Marian reapply her lip gloss.
Too perfect.
Too pink.
“Nice shade,” Ruthie said, stepping beside her.
Marian’s hand froze for a second before she smiled.
“Thanks. You should try it. Pampabait ng image.”
Ruthie smiled back.
“I’m good with venom, thanks.”
“Sayang. You’d look prettier with a little innocence.”
“And you’d look prettier without blood on your hands.”
Marian blinked, just once. Then recovered.
“I don’t know what you’re implying.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not implying.”
Ruthie leaned close, lips brushing Marian’s ear.
“I found your notebook.”
For a flicker, Marian’s mask cracked.55Please respect copyright.PENANAC00nYN8CYM
Her breath hitched. Her eyes twitched. But her voice?
Still sugar.
“What notebook?”
“The one with Suarez’s name. And Clarisse’s. And mine.”
Marian turned, tilting her head slightly.
“Kung meron nga… what are you going to do with it?”
“Nothing,” Ruthie answered.
“Nothing?” Her voice laced with doubt.
“Not yet.”
Ruthie walked past her, leaving the scent of smoke behind.
“But sleep lightly, Marian. Because when I do strike—”
She turned at the door, smiling faintly.
“It won’t be loud. It’ll be permanent.”
Back home, Ruthie flipped through the notebook again.
She had scanned the whole thing already—uploaded into a hidden Google Drive.55Please respect copyright.PENANAlfijdJuOoS
One share button away from eruption.
But this wasn’t about instant justice.
It was about timing.
Jay called.
“You okay?”
“Found Marian’s brain in a book.”
“What?”
“She’s blackmailing half the school. She’s more dangerous than Joy.”
“Are you going to expose her?”
Ruthie stared at the flickering lamp in her room.
“Not yet.”
“Why?”
“Because blackmailers panic when you wait. They start to tremble when they don’t know when it’ll fall.”
Jay didn’t speak for a second.
“You’re terrifying sometimes.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“No,” he said, voice low. “It’s kind of beautiful.”
She felt heat rise in her face but pushed it down.
“I’m not done yet. There’s more behind this.”
“Like what?”
“Like Joy.”
Ruthie had a theory.55Please respect copyright.PENANAJEornFVvhC
Joy might’ve planted seeds. But Marian was the gardener.
They were in this together.
And somewhere beneath the vines of manipulation—
Someone else was pulling strings.
That night, Ruthie slept with the notebook under her pillow.
Like a relic.55Please respect copyright.PENANAtvx7VRn34J
Like a weapon.
And outside, the moon was dull and watching.
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