39. Harper
39
HARPER
“ W hat the fuck!” I scream as a Google alert for my name appears, and within second, it starts going off. I click the first link, and I think I’m going to throw up. There are images of me naked on the internet, the only thing is, that is not my naked body. I know my body and it is not that one.
Fuck.
Moments later, my phone rings and it’s Jackson.
“They’re fake, he’s AI-generated them.”
“I know, it’s not my body,” I tell him.
“They are fucking good fakes. Don’t worry, I’m working on trying to get them down,” he tells me.
“It’s too late, they are everywhere. There are hundreds of stories already hitting online.”
“Get your lawyers to do up a quick cease and desist and start sending them out to everyone,” Jackson says.
“I’m texting him now.” My fingers fly over the screen. “That fucking asshole, he knew he didn’t have my nudes anymore, so he created these. He was going to try to destroy me either way.”
“I’ve got you, Harper. I promise we will take him down and he is going to regret touching you. Do you hear me?” Jacksons says darkly.
“Yes.”
And with that he hangs up and I fall into a heap.
“Who’s ready for game day?” Camryn screams as she walks into my home with Nate, Kimmy, Sam, and Meadow. They gasp when they see me in a heap on the floor.
“Are you okay?” Kimmy asks.
I shake my head. “He did it. He called my bluff and made up his own fucking photos.”
“Babe, I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Kimmy says.
“Fucking asshole,” Meadow curses as she looks at her phone.
“They aren’t real, he used AI,” I tell her.
“Who used AI?” Sam asks.
“Josh seems to have leaked AI-generated nudes of Harper onto the internet,” Meadow explains to the crew.
“What the fuck? I’m going to kill him. Harper, I’m going to murder him,” Sam screams.
“I’ll fucking help,” Nate adds.
“You two aren’t going anywhere. This is what this little worm wants, for you to go over there, guns blazing,” Camryn warns them.
“I’m not going to stand by and let this creep fuck with my sister. He doesn’t get to do this to her,” Sam yells.
“Jackson is working on getting them removed from the internet. I’ve sent a message to my lawyer, and he’s dealing it,” I tell them.
“We need to call the police,” Sam demands.
“Okay.”
My brother seems surprised but picks up his phone and makes a call.
“He chose today of all days to fuck with me. Felix is going to lose his mind, and he is playing LA, he doesn’t need this, not today.” I cry to my friends.
“I’ll call Issy,” Meadow says and walks away.
“I can’t go there today. I can’t,” I tell Camryn and Kimmy as I burst into tears.
“He’s going to understand, I promise you,” Kimmy says, trying to reassure me.
“Why is he doing this to me?”
“He has a screw loose, that’s why,” Camryn adds.
“You don’t deserve this, babe. But you have so many people around you that are going to help defend you,” Kimmy states.
It’s been hours. I’ve never felt humiliation like this before. Meadow has been fielding calls from our clients not happy about seeing their PR person in the nude. Then I had to deal with my parents and Mom being slightly hysterical. Thankfully, they were here when the police arrived and are demanding the full force of the law for this. The police told them that it will be hard to bring Josh to justice, that yes, there are revenge porn laws in New York, but getting someone prosecuted or even enough evidence to bring it to trial is hard. That felt like a kick in the teeth.
“Do you mind if I turn the game on?” Sam asks quietly.
“Sure,” I answer hoarsely, my voice going from all the crying I’ve been doing.
“It’s started,” Sam says.
I stand there watching in frozen silence as Felix glides over the ice, and the next thing I know, I’m screaming.