Damn Sociopath

Soraya noticed and tilted her head. "What?"

Ciara looked up, mouth twitching. "You're not gonna believe this… but it looks like you were right. Sierra is a two-faced bitch. But also, your site was hacked."

Soraya straightened up, already reaching for her phone. "Hacked?"

Ciara nodded, holding out her screen. "Check the post. It's up on Veritas Vault and your social accounts. And guess who posted it? Erisia freaking Wrenford."

Soraya snatched her phone, scanning the post. She scrolled, checked the timestamp, and then exhaled sharply.

"What the hell is going on? How did she get this footage? And how the hell did she hack into my site and social media?"

you were the one who posted it, and that's why you were so sure Erisia didn't push Sierra into the pool—but now I know you weren't. Still, does it matter?! It's simple. Erisia got her hands on the full footage. A cleaner version, too. I don't know how, but she did. And it's gold. Then she also somehow hacked your site and account, and posted it there."

She tugged Soraya closer. "Come here. You have to hear what Sierra said."

"What do you mean?"

"The video doesn't just show the pool scene. It has everything before that too."

Ciara tapped play. The clip rolled.

They both watched in silence as Sierra stepped into frame, her words slicing through the audio with fake-sweet poison. The manipulation, the gaslighting, the twisted ownership of every humiliating thing Erisia had suffered—it was all there. Every word. Every detail.

Then came the scream.

The slow-motion playback made everything painfully clear: Sierra yanked Erisia's hand, staged the whole thing, and flung herself backward into the pool like a second-rate actress with a drowning complex.

When the clip ended, Ciara scoffed, wide-eyed.

"Well, she's more than a two-faced bitch—she's a damn sociopath."

Then came the message:

To everyone who watched the viral video from CloutLeakz and felt stupid enough to comment—this is for you:

Next time, try seeing and hearing the whole damn truth before spewing your recycled morality and vomit-tier hot takes. But honestly, what can anyone expect from followers of such a dumpster-fire site?

Watch with your eyes, not your assumptions. And maybe get a brain while you're at it.

From yours truly, Erisia Wrenford.

Ciara let out a sharp laugh. "Whoa. That's one hell of a way to say, 'know the whole truth before you talk.' I'm not supposed to like this… but I do." She grinned and swiped down. "Let's check the comments."

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Comment Section:

1st Comment – @PuzzledAndScrolling:

Wow… From what I just watched—two siblings, one adopted, one biological—the biological one's been causing drama for the adopted one ever since she showed up. Causing rifts in the family too? Damn. I don't get it. Who even are these people? Can someone explain what's happening?

Reply – @PuzzledAndScrolling (again):

Okay, nvm. I tapped the CloutLeakz link. I get it now. Sierra Wrenford is a hypocrite. What the actual hell was that? She's the biological daughter, right? And she's doing this to the one who just got found again? No wonder Erisia dropped this footage here. If she hadn't, everyone would be calling her a murderer. These rich families are exactly what people say they are. 💀🐍

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2nd Comment – @RealityCheckPls:

I saw the post on Cloudflix yesterday, but seeing this now?? I'm speechless. The footage doesn't just show Sierra fake-falling into the pool, it shows her spilling everything she did to Erisia right before that. She's not just a two-faced bitch—she's terrifying. People should seriously fear that girl.

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3rd Comment – @DramaOnDeck:

Well…💀when I saw the first post on Cloutsleakz, I was like whatever, rich girl drama. But now? This video changed everything. Like why would Sierra do that? Wasn't she scared she could injure herself doing that kind of stunt?

Reply – @WeKnowCrazy:

When someone's crazy, there's literally nothing they won't do. 😭🤷‍♀️

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4th Comment – @BeautyWeirdo:

Not gonna lie, I was at the party. I didn't see the whole lead-up, but I saw Sierra fall. The weird part? Erisia tried to save her. That always confused me—why would someone push you then jump in to help? But now this makes sense. Erisia didn't push her. She tried to help and got hurt. None of the family even checked on her, and I was standing there in shock like?? Everything spiraled so fast. Sierra… wow. This is a lot.

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5th Comment – @ConspiracyGoblin:

First of all, how the hell is anyone even getting this footage? First it was Sierra with the clip, now Erisia somehow has a cleaner, HD version? 👀 Did Soraya post this? Because this is her platform. And Altheorn's mansion has insane security—like you can't sneeze without clearance. I'm just saying…

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6th Comment – @RideOrDie4Sierra:

This is fake AF. 😤 Can't y'all see it? It's all staged. How did she even get the footage, huh? She's just trying to make Sierra look bad, and it's working because people love a good victim story. Sierra wouldn't do this. Justice for Sierra. 💔 #TeamSierra

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7th Comment – @SnackzAndTea:

I'm just here for the chaos. 🤣 This is juicier than a telenovela. I hope someone leaks the group chats next. Popcorn's ready 🍿 #ErisiaVsSierra #SpillItAll

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8th Comment – @LowkeyImpressed:

Is no one gonna talk about Erisia's message though?? 😭 "Dumpster-fire site"? "Vomit-tier hot takes"?? LMAOO the girl knows how to insult with style 💔😂 But honestly… when I saw the post on CloutLeakz, I believed it. Sierra's version was super convincing. If this video hadn't come out, we'd all be backing Sierra right now. Fr. This flipped everything. 👏

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Ciara scrolled a little more, snickering. "This is blowing up fast. People are already picking sides."

Soraya leaned back into the couch, her mind ticking. "And I bet you anything… Sierra's about to lose control of the post."

"Good," Ciara said, sipping her wine. "She deserves to feel what it's like to be publicly dragged."

Soraya frowned, looking down at her phone, then tapped on it.

Seeing her expression, Ciara asked, "What is it?"

"I'm bothered by how this Erisia managed to hack not only my site but my social media accounts. And why?"

"Why?" Ciara scoffed. "Because she needed an audience, and your platform had it. CloutLeakz clearly wasn't cutting it, so she went for something with credibility. As for how?" She shrugged. "Good luck figuring that out. You probably won't get answers unless you meet her and ask in person."

Soraya gave her a flat look, but Ciara was already smirking and scrolling through the comments again.

Suddenly, Soraya's fingers moved faster across her screen. Ciara glanced up and tilted her head.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to message her through any of her accounts," Soraya muttered. "But it looks like she's been MIA. Instagram and Facebook both show no activity for the past five days."

"Well, if she replies, let me know. I've got questions of my own," Ciara said with a grin. "Girl's got fire. I like her."

Soraya rolled her eyes. "That is, if I get to talk to her."

. . . . .

Meanwhile…

Sierra was at a sleek, upscale restaurant in a private dining room, chatting over lunch with three others. One was Megan—an influencer and longtime friend—and the other couple was Winter and her boyfriend, Nate. Nate didn't know Sierra well, but being part of the same social circle, watching the video on the internet—and seeing how "gracious" Sierra acted—he'd warmed up to her quickly.

The mood was light, even bubbly. Sierra laughed at some lame pun Nate made, while Megan gushed about her latest sponsorship deal.

But then Winter, half-tuned into the conversation, got a notification. She tapped it absently—and read through it.

It took less than two minutes for her entire demeanor to change. Her eyes grew wide. Her breath hitched. She shifted in her seat as if she were physically uncomfortable.

The others didn't notice at first. But her boyfriend did.

"You good?" Nate asked, concerned. "What's wrong?"

Winter didn't reply. She had earbuds in—thankfully—because what she heard next made her entire body stiffen. Her fingers trembled slightly as she gripped the phone. The video kept playing. Sierra's voice. Erisia's fall. The slow-motion reveal.

Then came the caption.

Winter exhaled shakily, then looked up, meeting Sierra's eyes—who had noticed the tension too.

"What's wrong, Winter?" Sierra asked sweetly, putting down her fork. "Did something happen?"

Winter's expression twisted, her eyes glassy with a war between disbelief and secondhand shame. Nate placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "Winter, seriously. What is it? You're scaring me."

Winter took a deep breath. Then, very calmly, she turned to Sierra and said, "You should check your phone. There's something online… something you need to see."

"What?" Sierra's brow creased. "What is it?"

"Just check."

Megan, oblivious, laughed awkwardly. "Damn, what's with the drama? Is this about another dumb post on the internet or something?"

But the tension didn't break.

Sierra picked up her phone. She swiped through her notifications—and her smile vanished.

She read the caption. She watched the footage. Her face turned red—not from embarrassment, but from sheer rage. Her hands tightened around her phone until her knuckles whitened. She was holding back a curse and the urge to throw her phone on the floor while screaming due to her image. The rage built, and even Megan could feel the temperature in the room shift.

"Sierra?" Megan said cautiously. "What's wrong?"

Before Sierra could respond, Winter abruptly stood up, slung her bag over her shoulder, and grabbed Nate by the wrist.

"We have to go," she said quickly, forcing a tight smile. "Actually, we've got somewhere to be. Megan, just send me the bill. I'll transfer it. Okay? Thanks! Bye!"

"Wait—what? Winter!" Megan shot up from her chair. "Where are you going?!"

But Winter was already out the door, practically dragging her confused boyfriend behind her.

Megan turned, stunned. "What the hell—Sierra?"

But Sierra was already standing, her jaw clenched, slipping on her long jacket over a silky champagne-colored camisole. She grabbed her bag, dropped a wad of cash on the table—thousands, at least—and stormed past Megan without so much as a glance.

Megan blinked. "You're leaving too? What happened? Why is everyone—"

But Sierra was gone.

Megan stood there alone for a second, trying to make sense of the whiplash. Then something clicked.

Winter saw something on her phone.

And Sierra saw it too.

With a sinking feeling, Megan grabbed her phone and opened her feed. A second later, the clip started playing, and within the first ten seconds, her jaw dropped.

By the end, her phone nearly fell from her hand.

"Holy shit," she muttered. "Fuck… what the hell just happened?!"

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[Y'all… it's not easy to write 😩. Anyway, this chapter really got me thinking—like, what happens when she does become a movie star and gets caught in a real controversy? If people are already reacting like this over one video she posted about Sierra… imagine when it's something bigger. The stakes are going to be wild.

That was floating in my head while I wrote the last bits of this chapter, but honestly… I'm sleepy now :) So I'll leave it here.

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