Nobody in Particular(107)
“Rosie—”
“And now today. Once more, you’re here to put out the fire and rescue me. Although, do you think your mother would know who it was, exactly, in the alumni association that put on the pressure to expel Danni in the first place? I can’t think of anyone in there who would want to hurt Danni, but”—I wave a hand—“sometimes your enemies hide in plain sight.”
Alfie stopped smiling long ago. I wonder what he’s thinking. I wish I could draw it out of him by force, a scarf from a magician’s sleeve. It’s a shame, really. No matter what he says, there will never be a way for me to know again whether I can believe a word that passes his lips.
“I’m not your enemy,” he says. Truth or lie?
“You hurt me, and you hurt Danni. Repeatedly. And I don’t understand why,” I say.
“I’ve known you my whole life,” he says. “Rosie, I know you. And you are a wonderful person, but you are impulsive. And you have a laissez-faire approach to life whenever things are working out. You aren’t careful to keep it that way. Harriet found out about you and Danni, and people were discussing you online. More people would have found out if William wasn’t informed. So, I called him and made sure he knew, so he could help you. I only told the person whose job it was to look out for you.”
I swallow. “William … knew the tip came from you? He told me it came from Bramppath.”
“Well, the person who figured you and Danni out came from Bramppath, so it wasn’t a complete lie. But yes, I asked him not to tell you I looped him in, naturally. You wouldn’t have taken it well.”
“Wouldn’t I?” I ask dryly.
“You mean well, but you just don’t think politically sometimes. So, William and I had to do it for you, to protect you. He told me he believed the best way to help your reputation was to give the papers something else to write about. He thought I would be the perfect person to assist, because I care about you. He got the idea from your father. He’d been talking about you and me dating for the papers for a while, apparently.”
“You called me,” I recall suddenly. “Right before he did.”
“Yes, he suggested it. He felt if you knew I was comfortable with you using me for the papers, you might be less resistant. And then he called you and offered to assist you in keeping your relationship with Danni a secret. We teamed up to help you. Was any of that so awful?”
“Did you send William the screenshots of people gossiping online, too?” I ask, before I realize. “Wait, were they you?”
Alfie stops meeting my eyes. Apparently he doesn’t feel quite so justified in this part of the story. “The comments on Molly’s video of you weren’t. But I was worried that people were already suspecting you, and I wanted you to realize how easily your carelessness might out you online. So, yes, I made a post with some examples of the ways you had slipped up with Danni. But I purposely picked an all-but-abandoned forum, somewhere I knew wouldn’t actually kickstart a rumor. I hoped Danni might get an alert from her name being mentioned, because it couldn’t happen all that often. But as far as I could tell, you didn’t know about the post, so I sent it to William. Just so he could see how careless you were being. He needed to know how to help you change your behavior.”
If it’s true, then it was a remarkable gamble he took, relying on nobody seeing the forum post. All it would have taken was one wrong person to share the post, and the rumors would have immediately snowballed.
“I was supportive of you and Danni. I wanted you to see how easy it would be for you to be with me publicly, and her in private. I even made sure you spent Valentine’s Day together.”
“You invited a date for her. A guy who had a crush on her.”
“Exactly. So it would look like a convincing double date, and hopefully quell any suspicions people might have had regarding the two of you. That’s how you do this, Rosie. You manipulate the media before it can manipulate you. How else were you planning on hiding a secret girlfriend your entire life? Hoping for the best?”
“You outed Danni. You sent that video out. Did William know that part?”
“She was kissing girls in public, Rosie. I didn’t make her do that. And I’m sure William would agree, a story you control is a thousand times safer than a story controlled by someone else. By letting Danni face some temporary consequences now, I taught her a lesson she won’t forget anytime soon. She won’t slip up again.”
“Or, rather,” I say, “you knew that if that video went public, your mother would have a good reason to push for Danni’s expulsion. And that, with Danni on the line, you and William would be able to make me promise almost anything you wanted from me.”
Alfie shrugs a single shoulder. “If we’re getting engaged eventually anyway, why should we delay it, when it’s the perfect tool to rebuild your reputation?”
I can’t help it. I laugh at this. Not because it’s particularly funny. But because it’s so monstrous. “You know,” I say, “if you had put it like that—if you had appealed to my logic, rather than targeting Danni to appeal to my emotions? I may have agreed with you. It’s entirely possible I might have gotten engaged to you, Alfie. But you’re talking about me like I’m a bonfire you had under control. And for some unimaginable reason, you decided to throw gas on me.”