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.

with you, but I

nearly thrusting her phone

take her phone, staring at the photo. Harper loves to suck big dick! Is it wrong that I'm

Because hey...it's true.

true that Harper enjoys sucking it. At least, I think she does—

hard, I take a step away from her with

you think is going

asks, her voice rising. “Who

as I hand Sadie back her phone, then pull Harper in for a long

face in her hair,

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

everywhere she

dashes

to smooth the worry lines from her forehead. ‘I'll take

reassured by my promise. More than anything, she seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of it all. “How are we even going to figure out who

to Julia. Julia

"I would too,"

it and she wasn't expecting you

didn't seem bothered by us walking into the bathroom at all. When she

of it. Trying to cheer up my girl. "Maybe she

disgusted face and shoves at my shoulder, a laugh escaping her.

I made you

and her

throws herself at me before I can slam my locker shut, squeezing me tight. ") don't know who

me,’ I tell her, rubbing her

“L know,"

the only people I

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255