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.

something about how all the girls are jealous of Harper because she's with you, but

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

photo. Harper loves to suck big dick! Is it wrong that I'm vaguely

Because hey...it's true.

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

step away from her

you think is

voice rising. “Who the hell

without hesitation as I hand Sadie back her phone, then pull Harper in for a long

me and I bury my face in her hair, breathing

it. I'm over it, too. I

I could protect her everywhere she goes,

the fucking worst. The warning bell rings and Sadie dashes off in search of Ryan before they go

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

More than anything, she seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of it all. “How are we

Julia.

"I would too,"

Aisha put her up to it and she wasn't expecting you to walk into the bathroom

into the bathroom at all. When she came out of the stall, she was weirdly calm,’

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

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

I made

out. Her laughter fades and her expression turns pensive. “You're right. You

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

on me,’ I tell her,

“L know,"

That's it. You're the

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