Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I thought…
I thought it was real. I thought he…
The feel of him on top of me in the shower crawled over
my skin, and I covered my face with my hands.
I loved him.
This morning I loved him, and tonight I hoped he suffered
unimaginably.
“That is enough, Ari,” my mother gritted out. “GGo to your
room now!”
After a moment, I heard her footsteps head down the hall,
and I wondered what Damon was doing right now. Was he
sitting in a cell? Or in a room being questioned with the rest of
his buddies who also got nicked for other uploads.
But then it occurred to me. None of them would’ve
purposely done this to themselves. This was bad for Damon,
too.
He didn’t upload the video himself. Why did he take it at
all? I told him to take a picture.
But no, he wanted to brag to his buddies.
I tried to find comfort in knowing he might not have
intended for the whole world to see it, but it was short-lived.
He stole from me.
“You’re not to leave this house,” my father instructed.
“You don’t use the phone. You don’t answer the door.”
“Yes, she knows,” my mother told him. “Leave us alone.”
I heard my father sigh, and then he said, “I need to go talk
to Doug Coulson. I’ll be back late.”
He left and slammed my bedroom door, making me jump.
He hadn’t asked if I was okay. Not once today. He hadn’t
hugged me or…or acted, at all, like none of this was my fault.
He was treating me like I was partially responsible.
Ari was having sex. They knew it. And long before she
was sixteen, too.