You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 128

 

Chapter 128

Easton

I'm at my locker right before first period when I'm practically tackled not just by my girlfriend, but her best friend too. And they're both talking a mile a minute. "You're never going to believe—"

“Spray painted on the mirror—"

"Julia was in there and she said Aisha's gone—"

“We got rid of it. I couldn't look at it any longer."

That last statement is from Harper, and she says it in such a sad way, my heart literally breaks for her.

From what I can tell, something awful was spray painted about Harper—again —this time on the mirror in the girls' bathroom. Anger rises and I clench my jaw so tight I'm afraid I might break it.

Why do they keep coming for my girl?

And who is it that keeps doing this?

The drama never fucking stops and I'm sick of it. Sick. Of. It. I grab hold of Harper's shoulders and gently shake her, needing her to pay attention to me. “Tell me what happened,”

I demand. She explains everything, starting from the beginning.

How they walked into the bathroom, spotted the rude message written on the mirrors, and how Julia was in there.

They confronted her but she denied having anything to do with it.

Of course. I'd deny everything too if I were her.

of Harper because she's with you, but I call bullshit,’ Sadie says as she grabs her phone and goes

nearly thrusting her phone

loves to suck big dick! Is it wrong that I'm vaguely flattered it

Because hey...it's true.

At least, I think she does—

hard, I take a step away from

think

voice rising. “Who the hell

as I hand Sadie back

me and I bury my face in her

this, I can just feel it. I'm over it, too. I feel fucking awful that we can't shake this

her everywhere she goes, but I cant. I hate

and Sadie dashes off in search of Ryan before

slightly from Harper, reaching out to smooth the worry lines from her forehead. ‘I'll take

seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of

here, according to Julia. Julia denied she

"I would too,"

interrupting her. "Maybe Aisha put her up to it and she wasn't expecting you

into the bathroom at all. When she came out of the stall,

my girl. "Maybe she was feeling good after taking a solid

shoves at my shoulder, a laugh

I

fades and her expression turns pensive.

my locker shut, squeezing me tight. ")

count on me,’ I tell her, rubbing her back. "I've got

“L know,"

You're the

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