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.

girls are jealous of Harper because she's with you, but I call bullshit,’ Sadie says as she grabs her

and shows it to me, nearly

suck big dick! Is it wrong that I'm vaguely

Because hey...it's true.

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

step away from her

think

“Who the

of course, I say without hesitation as I hand Sadie back her

to me and I bury my face in her hair, breathing

it, too. I feel fucking awful

everywhere she goes,

rings and Sadie dashes off in search of Ryan before they

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

by my promise. More than anything, she seems worried. Tired. So damn

according to Julia. Julia

"I would too,"

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

bathroom at all. When she came out of the

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

at my

least I made

and her expression turns pensive. “You're

slam my locker shut, squeezing me tight. ") don't know who to trust

on me,’ I tell her, rubbing her

“L know,"

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

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