HC/Blackmail
From Create Your Own Story
'Don't even think about it,' you say, trying to sound casual. 'I've sent it to myself. So unless you're going to try and guess my password, it's no use.'
The boy deflates visibly. 'Fine,' he says. 'So what do you want?'
You hadn't thought this far ahead. What could you make him do? Then you have an idea. The best way to torment him and get back at Evelyn at the same time. 'Come with me,' you say, leading him into the next room. Charlotte and Evelyn are both fast asleep. You walk to Evelyn's chair and stare at her intently. This is going to be delicious.
'I want you to cut her hair,' you say. The boy frown. 'I was going to do that anyways...'
'Not that way. Cut it short. Shorter than yours. Cut it all off, if you'd like.'
Thee boy looks stunned. You can understand why. You're asking him to cut off around three feet of hair. That would take years to grow back. Not to mention it would devastate Evelyn. 'I... I can't do it,' the boy splutters. 'It's my mother's shop. Our customers... I mean...'
You wave her phone. 'Then I'll just show her this, shall I? I'm sure that'll do wonders for this place, won't it?' You let that sink in.
'Who does that to their own mother anyway?' the boy snaps.
'She's NOT my mother!' You can feel the rage building. 'She's just some... other woman who married my dad.'
The boy sighs. 'Look,' he says, 'I can't do that. You've got to see it my way. It would ruin the shop.'
You look at him, trying to find an argument, but you can't. He's right. Evelyn would kick up a massive fuss. You don't mind getting him into a bit of trouble, but you don't want to be too harsh.
