The Mother Destroyed Her Son's Ivy League Future

I called the State Valedictorian three times to deliver his official acceptance package. No one answered.

I had just reached his front door when a hand flew across my face. A sharp slap echoed through the hallway.

You little home-wrecker! Are you the one who keeps harassing my son with these calls?

Youre the tramp whos been talking to him every day, arent you? You found out hes the states top student and tracked us down to crawl into his bed!

I tried to explain. Maam, Im notD

The next second, she pulled a pair of red lace thongs from her pocket and whipped them across my face.

Not what? These were in my sons room! Dont you dare lie to me!

I almost laughed. I was here to deliver his university acceptance package. When did I supposedly seduce him?

Youve got it all wrong. Im here to give your sonD

She cut me off with a piercing scream.

Give him what? Looking like a total slut, youre probably here for a house call, arent you?

Im going to let everyone see what kind of trash you really are!

She lunged at me, tearing at my clothes and snatching the envelope from my hand. She ripped everything inside into tiny shreds.

She had no idea what was in there. It wasn't just the acceptance letter her son had been waiting for.

It contained his original, permanent student records from the last twelve years.

I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Without those records, her son couldn't even get into a bottom-tier trade school, let alone an Ivy League college.

My cheek was burning with a stinging pain.

Brenda Higgins stood there with her hands on her hips, spit flying as she screamed.

A trashy girl like you would do anything for a few bucks! You have no shame!

My son is going to be a pillar of this country. Hes being ruined by a little harlot like you!

Dressing so provocatively and showing up at my door... do you think Im soft?

I looked at the shredded paper on the ground. It was pathetic.

Her son had worked hard for twelve years. All that effort was destroyed by his own mother in a matter of seconds.

I didn't want to waste words on this crazy woman. I pulled out my phone to report the situation to my boss.

Before I could dial, a middle-aged man rushed out from the side.

He was holding a commemorative plaque.

He snatched the phone out of my hand and started pointing his finger at me.

I heard everything you two were saying in the hallway. Youre so young, yet youre harassing a valedictorian!

I recognized him. This was Arthur Miller, the Dean of Students at the high school Brendas son attended.

He was here to deliver the award, but he decided to play the hero instead.

Miller glanced at my phone screen and let out a cold snort.

He pressed the speakerphone and yelled into the microphone.

Are you this girls parent? Your daughter is a total disgrace, trying to seduce our state valedictorian!

Get down here and take her away right now, or were calling the police!

Watching him act so righteous made me want to laugh.

My boss, Commissioner Sterling, was the head of the entire State Board of Education.

Miller was clearly tired of having a stable career.

There was a two-second silence on the other end.

Commissioner Sterlings authoritative voice came through the speaker.

Who is this? Is there some kind of misunderstanding?

Miller sneered, his face full of disdain.

Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding! Your daughter is a slut who came to a top students house to lure him into bed. Its a fact!

I dont care who you are. You have thirty minutes to get here! Or this won't end well for her!

Miller hung up the phone immediately.

I stood there, not even feeling the urge to explain myself anymore.

Sterling hated people who used their power to bully others.

Knowing his temper, he was probably already on his way with a full team.

This was going to be a disaster for them.

Brenda grew even more arrogant after hearing the conversation.

Like father, like daughter. A trashy girl must have a trashy father!

When he gets here, Ill make him kneel and apologize to my son in front of the whole neighborhood! One hundred head-bumps, or no one leaves!

Brendas eyes narrowed as she pulled out her own phone. She shoved the camera right into my face.

Im going to record this little home-wrecker and post it in every parent group!

Everyone needs to see what you are! We cant let other students be tricked by a woman as low as you!

Miller frowned slightly and tried to stop her.

Brenda, putting this online might affect the schools reputation...

Brenda pushed his hand away, sounding completely justified.

Dean Miller, Im doing the community a service! She dared to show up at a valedictorians house. If we dont teach her a lesson shell never forget, shell ruin someone else!

Is your school really going to let this cancer keep spreading?

Miller was speechless.

He stepped back and let Brenda do whatever she wanted.

Brendas phone was almost touching my nose.

I instinctively reached out to push it away, and the phone fell to the ground.

She was completely enraged now, her face twisting in anger.

You little bitch! You dare to touch my things?

She turned around, grabbed a pair of heavy kitchen shears from a nearby table, and started walking toward me.

Im going to strip that fake skin right off your face so everyone can see the monster inside!

The shears swung toward my face with a sharp whistle.

I didnt flinch. I grabbed Brendas wrist and twisted it downward with all my strength.

A sickening crack echoed.

Brenda let out a blood-curdling scream. Her hand went limp, and the shears clattered onto the concrete floor.

I grabbed her arm and swung her around, slamming her into the heavy security door.

She hit the metal hard and slid down to the floor like a sack of flour.

Brenda clutched her back, rolling on the ground while still cursing.

You uneducated trash! First you come here to seduce my son, and now you attack your elders!

A slut like you, whos been with a thousand men, will never set foot in my house!

I walked up to her, my face cold. I wound up my arm and landed a heavy slap right across her jaw.

I used every bit of my strength. Brendas cheek swelled instantly, and a trail of blood leaked from her lip.

That slap was for the one you gave me earlier.

I looked down at her, stepping on her hand as she tried to scramble away.

If you open that garbage mouth again, Ill help you wash it out with a few more hits.

Brenda held her burning cheek, her lips trembling. She finally shut up.

Miller, who had been standing on the side, suddenly jumped in.

He held up his phone, recording me with a look of extreme moral superiority.

This is insane! Youre committing an assault in broad daylight!

Ive recorded everything you just did! Youre not getting away with this!

I tightened my fist, my knuckles cracking.

I was so busy teaching this crazy woman a lesson that I almost forgot about you.

I took a sharp step toward him. Miller flinched, his back hitting the wall.

He shook his phone at me. The screen was filled with thousands of comments scrolling by.

Im not just recording. Im live-streaming this!

Miller looked smug, making sure the viewers could hear him.

I want everyone on the internet to see your disgusting behavior!

He turned the camera toward himself and started shouting lies.

Look closely, everyone! This is the woman!

Shes a gold-digger who tried to lure our state valedictorian into a trap!

When she was caught by the boys mother, she turned violent and started attacking us!

The comment section exploded. Toxic insults filled the screen.

Girls these days are so gross. Theyll do anything for money!

She looks like a total home-wrecker. Look at how shes dressed. Probably has a sugar daddy already!

Shameless! She needs to be locked up!

Seeing the support from the internet, Brenda found her courage again. She stayed on the floor, wailing for the camera.

Please, everyone, help me! This shameless woman has been sending my son disgusting texts every day!

She even tried to trick him into going to a motel! Shes trying to destroy his entire future!

Miller nodded along, looking heartbroken.

This is a disgrace to our education system! She doesnt deserve to go to college!

Im going to look up her records and report her to whatever university accepted her. She needs to be expelled and blacklisted forever!

Miller got excited and shoved the camera closer to my chest.

But Im a merciful man. Ill give you one chance to fix this.

He pointed at the floor, a cruel smile on his face.

Kneel down. Slap yourself ten times on camera. Then, write a public confession admitting youre a desperate tramp!

If you do that, we might be generous enough to let you go today!

I lost all patience and barked at him.

Shut your mouth!

I pointed right at Millers nose.

Youre a Dean of Students, yet youre spreading lies without any evidence!

Siding with a lunatic like this makes you a disgrace to every teacher in this country.

I pointed at the shredded paper on the ground and let out a cold laugh.

Ill give you a chance instead. Kneel down right now and apologize!

Otherwise, Ill make sure you never work in education again!

Brenda froze for a second before bursting into a fit of wild laughter.

She scrambled up and pointed at me.

Did you all hear that? This bitch has lost her mind!

You failed to seduce my son, and now youre threatening Dean Miller? Who do you think you are?

I looked at their ugly faces with total indifference.

If I were just a regular student standing here today, my life would be over.

Facing this kind of humiliation and a massive internet mob would drive any young girl to the edge.

People like this didn't deserve mercy.

While I was distracted, Brenda lunged at me again, her claws reaching for my face.

I didn't bother talking. I stepped forward and grabbed a handful of her hair.

Brenda screamed as I slammed her head against the wall.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

After three hits, she was dizzy, and a massive bump was forming on her forehead.

Shes killing me! Help! This tramp is a murderer!

She struggled to her feet, her face covered in light scratches and bruises.

She grabbed the shears from the floor again and charged at me like a wild animal.

Im going to ruin that pretty face! Lets see who you seduce then!

I stepped aside, caught her wrist, and snapped it inward.

The sound of the bone snapping was clear.

Brenda wailed in agony as the shears fell.

I caught them mid-air and pressed the cold metal against her throat.

The sensation of the blade made her freeze instantly. She started shaking like a leaf.

I held the shears and made a motion as if I were going to stab her chest.

Ahhh!

Brenda closed her eyes and let out a blood-chilling scream.

A warm, yellowish liquid started running down her leg. She had literally wet herself.

The tip of the shears stopped just an inch above her collarbone.

I laughed, the sound echoing through the hallway.

Listen carefully. I came here to deliver his acceptance package and his student records!

I graduated college six years ago. Your son, with his greasy hair and bad skin, makes me sick just looking at him. Do you really think every woman in the world wants him?

Miller, hiding behind his phone, looked confused.

He scanned me up and down with suspicion.

Deliver a package? Youre a liar! Ive seen students like you before. Youll say anything to escape trouble!

If youre a government official, show me your ID!

Brenda found her voice again after hearing Miller.

Exactly! Youre lying! You said you brought the package? Where is it?

Show it to me! If you cant, youre dead!

I looked at them both. It was beyond ridiculous.

I slowly raised my hand and pointed at the floor.

There were red cardstock scraps and pieces of a government-sealed envelope everywhere.

I looked Brenda in the eye and spoke clearly.

You asked for the package? There it is. Right under your feet.