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.

Harper because she's with you, but I call

me, nearly thrusting her phone into

to suck big dick! Is it wrong that

Because hey...it's true.

that Harper enjoys sucking it. At least, I

I take a step away from

you think is going

rising. “Who the hell

I say without hesitation as I hand Sadie back her

face

over it, too. I feel fucking awful that we

everywhere she goes,

warning bell rings and Sadie dashes off in search of Ryan before they go to

the worry lines

reassured by my promise. More than anything, she seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of it

here, according to Julia. Julia

"I would too,"

and she wasn't expecting you to walk into the bathroom like

by us walking into the bathroom at all. When she came out of the stall, she was weirdly

trying to make light of it. Trying to cheer up my

and shoves at my shoulder, a laugh escaping her. "Ew. You're so

least I

point out. Her laughter fades and her

can slam my locker shut, squeezing

can count on me,’ I tell her, rubbing her

“L know,"

murmurs. “You and Sadie and Ryan. That's it. You're the

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