“Enough with the drama,” he said. “I came back to give you a way out. Just admit you were wrong, apologize to Lesley online, and this whole thing goes away. Don’t make it uglier than it needs to be.”
Hearing that, I lost it.
“I didn’t copy her!” I screamed. “She stole my idea!”
Gavin laughed like I’d told a joke. “Oh, so the person who plagiarized managed to post before the one who didn’t? That’s a new one. Impressive.”
“Everyone knows you copied her,” he added. “You’re the only one still lying to yourself.”
I pointed to the door, voice shaking with fury. “If you don’t leave right now, I’m calling the cops and reporting you for trespassing!”
That finally made him back off. He picked up his suitcase, but not before throwing one last comment over his shoulder.
“Pathetic. You’ll be crawling back to me before long. Just wait.”
I slammed the door behind him so hard the walls shook.
But it didn’t take long to figure out what he meant.
Not even an hour later, he posted a video of his own, talking about our relationship and heavily implying he was ashamed of me for stealing someone else’s work.
Of course, Lesley jumped into the comments to say, [Thanks for speaking up, bro.]