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.

she's with you, but I call bullshit,’ Sadie says

an image and shows it to me, nearly thrusting her phone into

take her phone, staring at the photo. Harper loves to suck big

Because hey...it's true.

it. At least, I think she

take a step away from

do you think

voice rising. “Who the hell is

without hesitation as I hand Sadie back

and I bury my face in her hair, breathing deep her

I can just feel it. I'm over it,

her everywhere she goes, but I

fucking worst. The warning bell rings and Sadie dashes off in search

from Harper, reaching out to smooth the

promise. More than anything, she seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of

to Julia. Julia

"I would too,"

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

us walking into the bathroom at all. When she came

to cheer up my girl. "Maybe she was

shoves at my shoulder, a laugh escaping her. "Ew.

I made you

point out. Her laughter fades and her expression

herself at me before I can slam my locker shut, squeezing me tight. ")

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

“L know,"

That's it. You're the only people I can trust. Everyone else feels like a

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