Christian's p.o.v.
Flashback: Thirty minutes before

"Garrett! We need to talk," I call out from down the hallway, as I run to catch up to him.

Garrett's steps slow before he turns around to look at me, he crosses his arms and sets his jaw, as he asks, "Talk about what?"

"What did you do to Beau? I know you hurt him again, so don't even try denying it," I say.

Garrett just stares at me for a moment, before a slow smile curves along his lips, and he laughs as he says, "Damn, that boy has you so whipped! Awe, let me guess, he doesn't know you're here recusing him right now. Correct?"

I purse my lips and set my jaw, as I curtly reply, "Just answer the fucking question, Garrett! Did you hurt Beau again, because he has plans for you...."

I watch with a hidden smile of victory as Garrett's smile slips away, and then I see fear flash in his eyes, and I gasp. I wasn't expecting that, I think, as I carefully scrutinize him. I purse my lips as I slowly say, "So Garrett, will you leave Beau alone, or do you want us to get creative with our information? The clock is ticking." I say, before pivoting around on my heel, with the intentions to walk away.

I'm bluffing about everything, but I can't let Garrett know that . . .

I walk a little further, my stride purposefully slow and—-

"Wait!" Garrett yells.

A smile curves across my lips, and I quickly force it away as I turn around, and say, "Yeah Garrett, did you decide? Will you leave Beau alone?"

A scowl is growing deeper and deeper above Garrett's brow, and then releasing a tired breath, he says, "Fuck you and your boyfriend, tell him I'll stay out of his way if he stays out of mine. Deal?"

"Deal," I say.

"Good, now get out of my face," Garrett says, before walking away.

I watch him leave, and with a relieved sigh I spin around on my heel. Now I just have to get to Beau, before he can accidentally ruin the new peace, I think.

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"Garrett!" I yell, as I burst into the old locker room. I don't care about being loud or careful as I march my way around the corner, already knowing by the unpleasant tingles that race up my spine, that Garrett resides just ahead of me. When I turn the last corner, I'm greeted by an unexpected sight, that nearly makes me falter.

Garrett glances up at me from his stooped position on the bench, and sighs as he mutters, "What do you want Beau? I told Christian I'd leave you alone, so what do you want now? An apology? Well fuck you, because you're not getting one!" Garrett yells, his demeanor suddenly changing like the flip of a switch, as he jumps to his feet and stalks towards me.

Panic beings to creep in, but I force it back as I square my shoulders, and cry, "You're an asshole, Garrett! And I don't want your filthy apologies, who knows how genuine they actually are? What I want, is for you to drop off the face of the Earth, but since that's impossible how about an ultimatum?"

"Are you deaf, you little twat! I already told Christian I'd leave you alone," Garrett says.

"When?"

"Today. No more than thirty minutes ago," Garrett replies.

I frown. "I don't believe you."

Garrett rolls his eyes with a sigh, and sneers, "Fine, don't believe me then. What is it you want?"

"I want you to stay away from me, Garrett. I'm through with being a toy you think you can play with, then just discard like garage! So stay away from me, or I'll ruin your life with a single press of a button," I threaten.

Garrett narrows his eyes as he steps towards me, and growls, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you and Smith," I say proudly, as I whip out my phone and pull up the photos.

Garrett's eyes widen, and his gaze snaps to mine as he hisses, "You little shit, how did you get those?"

"Sorry, but you're not in a position to ask questions, Garrett. So do you swear to leave me alone, or do I have to spread these all over the school, with an added video as bonus?" I say, with a sly grin.

"You wouldn't," Garrett hisses.

My eyes narrow in response, and I glare back at him as I retort, "Try me, I dare you."

"You bitch," Garrett whispers.

I cross my arms, and ask, "So what will it be, am I releasing these photos, or not?"

Garrett just continues to stand in front of me, staring me down just as I stare him down, and then I see something in him deflate before he quietly mutters, "I never wanted to be your enemy. Don't release the photos, I can't have you ruining his life because of me. This is a truce, Beau, may our paths never have to cross again . . ." Garrett mutters bitterly, before he pushes pass me to leave the locker room.

I take a step back to steady myself, after Garrett knocks into my shoulder, and then I just watch him leave. I thought it would feel better than this, finally getting my wish of Garrett off my back. But it just feels anticlimactic now that it's all over. Maybe Christian was right, I dared to cross a line I never should have messed with, and now the affects of my renegade behavior are catching up to me and I just . . . I feel like a horrible person, who would have ruined someone else's life just to get revenge.

How sickening is that?

My eyes being to sting with tears, and choking back a sob, I collapse onto the floor and cry into my hands.

The rest of the school day passes in a blur, and before I know it, I'm walking with Peter to the buses. Instinctively my eyes roam the student parking lot looking for Christian's motorcycle, but it nor Christian are anywhere to be found, and the feeling that consumes me nearly brings tears to my eyes. I haven't seen or talked to Christian since our fight in the stairwell, and my heart hurts. I know I need to apologize, and as I'm about to aboard the bus my foot freezes on the bottom step.

I have to apologize now before it's too late. Christian's house is closer than mine, and so what if it rains on me, I've dealt with that before. And besides, my relationship with Christian is far more important than worrying about wet clothes. So with my mind made up, I say my goodbyes to Peter and tell him I'll be walking, and that I'll explain why later. And then I'm beginning my long trek to Christian's house, that'll give me more time to figure out what I should say.

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