I did something bad by Taylor Swift

They say I did something bad.

It's been 16 hours since Avery's accident, I've been here for 12. Nash and Libby cuddle closely both sleeping whilst sitting on seats next to each other. Xander has his arm around Max's shoulder as she snores softly into his chest. 

The private waiting room is empty other than occasional doctors passing through. Avery's just out of surgery right now so we can't see her yet. 

Jameson and Grayson sit next to each other, neither one uttering a word. I sit in a ball on the floor, struggling to stop my thoughts from racing. 

Xander, Jameson, Grayson and I's heads all snap up at the sound of heals clicking that breaks the silence. Alisa makes an obvious cough, we look at her carefully. 

"We have a situation." She looks to me, speaking quietly so not to wake up the others. "What do you mean 'a situation'?" Grayson replies sharply. 

"It's best if we discuss this in private." She tells us. So I stand and follow her into an empty room. 

Jameson and Grayson walk in as well, Xander stays outside with Max still sleeping on him. "I'm guessing you've not checked your phone recently?" She asks. 

I shake my head. Not since almost 11 hours ago. 

"There's no easy way to put this.." she starts. Fuck. Who died?

"Something has been posted online.." she begins. My brain starts playing through every photo I've ever taken or had taken. What if it was another one from the stalker?

She sighs and passes me her phone, not wanting to have to say it. 

The air stops coming through my lungs when i process it. 

On the phone, a drunken me giggles as my bra is removed by T-Rex. My heart sinks to the bottom of my stomach. Anyone has access to this video. Jameson and Grayson who were both previously watching over my shoulder now look away uncomfortably. I read over the caption: Consider this a warning. You betray us, we bite back. Posted by Tiger.

"We've got people working on taking it down and removing all reposts however the video has still been released which means anyone could have saved it. And unfortunately the video currently has over 50 thousand views after only an hour. Due to your age and the video, we're already beginning the process of pressing charges, not only to the original poster but also the person in the video as he is 22 whilst you're only 16." 

I nod, unsure what to say if I can say anything. 

"I'll let you be alone." Alisa nods with a small pitiful smile. Then she walks out and leaves the three of us alone. 

My breathing is shaky and I'm trembling but I focus on taking my phone out from my back pocket. I open the post and start reading the comments. 

Before I can even read one Jameson slips my phone out of my hands and turns it off, placing it in his back pocket. 

"What are you doing?" My voice quivers. "You shouldn't look at comments. Never look at comments." He shakes his head. 

"My life is over. I'm never going to college. I'm never getting a job. People already hate me this'll just make everything even worse." I pace from one side of the room to the other. 

The boys probably think I'm a slut now. I mean I always have been, it started when I was just going between them but now I'm letting some guy take my clothes off.

I feel my breathing become irregular. My heart races. 

"Hey. It's gonna be okay." Jameson tells me. 

"No it's not. I'm a slut. I'm a slut and now everyone knows and my life is over before it started." I shake, still pacing back and forth. 

"Everything's going to be-" Grayson starts. "No, Grayson everything is not going to be fine. My life is ruined. If Avery or Libby see that video they'll disown me. You guys probably all think I'm a whore by now. In fact, could you help me open that window?" I ask.

"Why?" Jameson asks sceptically. "Because I need to jump out." I only half joke. 

"Paris. Just calm down. Nobody will blame you. You're a sixteen year old girl who was taken advantage of. You're clearly drunk in that video and he's much older." Grayson steps in front of me, grabbing my arms and holding me still to stop me from pacing anymore. 

"But that still doesn't change the fact 50 thousand people have seen me half naked." I stress.

He can't reply to that because he knows it's true, "Well the most alarming part is probably that anyone could access that video and use it for.. for personal purposes." Jameson tells me honestly.

"I'm so fucked." I cry. Grayson pulls me in for a hug, stroking my hair comfortingly. "You're not.. fucked." He repeats, trying to decide if he should directly quote me or not.

We all jump and turn to the door after hearing the same fake cough as before. 

"Sorry to interrupt but there's been two arrests made in the past 5 minutes." She alerts us. "What? Who's been arrested?" Jameson asks what we're all wondering. 

"Skye Hawthorne and Ricky Grambs. Both in suspicion of planting the bomb to Avery's plane." Alisa informs us. 

"What the fuck?" I can't help but exclaim. That was definitely not what I'd expected. 

"They're currently in a holding cell being individually questioned. I'll be stopping by to speak for Avery, if any of you would like to pay a visit to your parents you may come with me.

"I want to see my Dad." I speak up. Jameson places his hand on my wrist, "Are you sure? If he tried to kill Avery who knows what he's capable of." He asks.

"He did it for money, I have 7$ to my name at the moment so I'm guessing he's not gonna care." I answer.

"I'll go as well." Grayson announces. "Me too." Jameson adds. They both look to each other and with a nod we start walking outside. 

"We're going to visit Skye and Ricky." Jameson informs Xander as we walk passed him. "Wait, i want to come." He tries.

"Xan.." Grayson sighs, not wanting to push his brother away but not wanting him to come either. 

"Please. I've not seen her in months and I know what she did and everything but she's still my Mom." He begs. 

I frown sympathetically. Jameson sighs, "Come on then." 

He slips away from Max and places her head on a folded up jacket instead of his chest. Then Xander jogs towards us and we all leave the hospital, paparazzi meeting us out there. 

"There's only two spare seats so two of you will have to get there some other way." Alisa tells us, we get to the car and Oren stands there already waiting for us along with Kennedy. I smile at the sight. 

"Long time no see." I say to Kennedy, "Not long enough." He raises an eyebrow. 

"I'll drive my car and meet you there." Grayson offers. "Yeah I'll do the same." Jameson agrees. 

"Just drive together?" I suggest. They glance towards each other. "Or don't.." I add.

"I'll drive." Grayson agrees and the two of them walk towards Grayson's car, being chased by half the paparazzi as they do so. 

Xander opens the door for me and I slide in all the way to the middle seat, Xander sits on the right seat next to me with Alisa on the left, Oren driving and Kennedy in the passengers seat.

We arrive at the precinct and get out of our cars. 

We all walk inside, Alisa stops by the main desk to speak to the people she needs to speak to, Orem joins her.

Kennedy follows the rest of us at a distance down some stairs and along a corridor until we see the room we were directed to. 

I look up to Xander, he looks down at me. We don't need to say anything before we interlock our hands and step in together. Jameson and Grayson follow behind us, Kennedy waits at the door. 

Their holding cells are directly beside each others. The rooms seem small: a bed, a toilet and a sink. 

"Riley!" My Father smiles brightly, squeezing his hand through the cell and stroking my cheek. "You don't call me that." I warn. 

"Oh I forgot, it's only your whore of a mother who gets to. Or got to." He laughs. 

I tighten my fist, ready to step forward and punch him before Jameson puts his hand out in front of me to stop me. 

"So how's your sister?" Ricky smirks. I clench my jaw, gritting my teeth. 

"Just ignore him." Jameson sighs, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly. 

"Oh Jamie dear, when will you learn. She doesn't love you back. She's just like Emily. She'll real you both in, pit you against each other then leave you both broken-hearted." Skye speaks up.

"Skye, when will you learn. Every time you speak I want to bang my head against a wall." Jameson replies snarlingly. 

"Grayson dear, have you finally retired out of those suits? You look so much younger without them weighing you down." Skye says, prying her hand through the bars and squeezing his cheek, he promptly steps back from the cell.

"I think we should just go." I sigh. 

"Yes, go. Get back to that boyfriend of yours." Skye shoos. "Boyfriend?" I ask sceptically.

"Well he must've been your boyfriend. He seemed pretty boyfriendy in the video when he took your bra off. Very romantic." Skye smiles serenely. 

"Oh no, dear. Don't be mistaken. That's one thing she inherited from her Mother. Both as slutty as the other. I can't count the amount of times I caught her and that old boyfriend doing things together." Ricky shakes his head in disappointment. 

"It might've been easier to believe you if you were actually present for my childhood. But since you weren't I can confirm that you definitely did not." I smile.

"I did notice a piercing.. I do have a few men who would enjoy that. In fact, I'm sure they'd be happy to do a lot of things to you." Skye threatens in her same calm way. 

"Mom." Xander speaks up, his voice shaking a little. 

"Oh Xan Xan.. I didn't notice you there my baby." Skye talks like she's talking to a small child or dog.

"I believe you were just telling Paris about the men you'll send to her?" He defends me.

"Oh yes my dear. Just some friends of mine. How are you doing my boy?" She asks sadly. 

"I was doing good until I saw you again." He grimaces. Skye laughs, "Oh you. Our little jokester." She continues laughing. 

"Let's go." Xander says after a short silence. And so we all begin piling out the doors. Xander puts his arm around my shoulder comfortingly. 

When we get out Xander and I both sigh then hug each other.

(Extra upload tonight because I love spoiling you guys. Also I've already started the 3/3 aesthetics board that I do for each part and it's feeling a little bittersweet that this is the last time I'll ever make one for Paris. I feel like a part of me is Paris. Anyway, this chapter is really dramatic. Also I hope you know that for the last 8 chapters (yeah you heard me, only 8 more) I'm really putting Paris through it all, she doesn't get a break from it all. But the next book she'll finally get a break and not have her life threatened daily. I've added 4 new characters for the Part 3 and I can't wait for you to meet them, these are their names but that's all I'll give you for now:

Rachel Jones

Maddie Winters

Wyatt Reid

Hayden Greene

That's all, Bye.)