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.

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

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

at the photo. Harper loves to suck big dick!

Because hey...it's true.

least, I think she does— Sadie thwacks me on the

away from her with a muttered,

do you think is going

asks, her voice rising. “Who the hell

I hand Sadie

and I bury my face in her

over it, too. I feel fucking awful that we can't

could protect her everywhere she goes, but I cant. I hate

bell rings and Sadie dashes off in search of Ryan

pull away slightly from Harper, reaching out to smooth the worry lines from

she seems worried. Tired. So damn tired of it all. “How are we

isn't here, according to Julia. Julia denied she

"I would too,"

up to it and she wasn't expecting you

into the bathroom at all. When

it. Trying to cheer up my girl. "Maybe she was feeling good after taking a solid morning

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

I made you

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

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

count on me,’ I tell her,

“L know,"

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

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