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.

she's with you, but I

me, nearly thrusting her phone into

at the photo. Harper loves to suck big

Because hey...it's true.

it. At least, I think she does— Sadie thwacks me

a step away from her with a muttered,

think is

asks, her voice rising. “Who the hell is

as I hand Sadie back her phone, then

and I bury my face in her hair, breathing

I'm over it, too.

protect her everywhere she goes, but I cant. I

rings and Sadie dashes off in search

reaching out to smooth the worry

worried. Tired. So damn tired of it all. “How are we even going to figure out who did

Julia. Julia

"I would too,"

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

the bathroom at all. When she came out of the

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

and shoves at my shoulder, a

I made

and her expression turns pensive. “You're right. You

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

count on me,’ I tell her, rubbing

“L know,"

Ryan. That's it. You're the only people I can trust. Everyone

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