𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋. 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙔 ─── 𝖲𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝟮
❝ 𝖧𝖤 𝗪𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗣 ❞
❪ 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘿 𝙋𝙊𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙄𝘿 ❫

𝟥𝟢. ╱ ✷ ❝ but 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 figure it out! ❞

𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗘𝗗 down at the sleeping teenager laid out across the black leather couch in the corner of her cousin's bedroom, Clay standing behind her.

"Justin, wake up." Clay speaks up but the Foley boy doesn't even budge, "Justin, come on. We got to get to Mrs. Baker and the lawyers before court starts. Justin, come one."

The boy grunts, pulling Riley down as he hides his face in the crock of her neck, "Did you change your shampoo?" He mumbles in her head.

"He stinks." Cay informs his cousin.

"That's what happens when you run away, and you don't have a place to shower and sleep." Riley pries Justin's arm from her waist and stands up, "Now, I have to go change."

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"𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗢𝗡 heroine." Clay whispers to Riley as they stand in the middle of her bedroom, "I did, like an image search, and it came back 'Black Tar Heroin'. I already called Tony."

"Give me a few minutes." Riley sighed, picking up her phone from her computer desk, "I know someone who can help."

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"𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 fuck?!" Clay exclaims as Sheri comes through his window, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Riley texted me, then Tony did soon after that. Said to wait 'til your mom left, then come through the window." Sheri says, "Did I mess it up?"

"Uh no, the window's right. But why did he send you?" Cay asks her before turning to his cousin, "Why did you text her?"

"Well, they thought I could help." Sheri tells them.

"Help with what?" Justin asked, his mouth full of toast.

"I've got some supplies. How are you feeling?"

"Fine." Justin says, "What supplies?"

"When is Tony getting here?" Clay asked the two girls, ignoring the question that came from Justin.

"He's not coming."

"Tony is still on probation. He can't risk getting involved now he knows about Justin." Riley tells her cousin.

"What about me?" Justin asked his best friend.

Clay exhaled before speaking, "Alright, so the thing is, I was washing your clothes and I found your shit, and I flushed it down the toilet. Tony thinks you might be an addict and we might have to detox you."

"Fuck this!" Justin exclaimed, "I'm out of here!"

"Well, a, all your fucking clothes are in the wash, and b, where are you gonna go?"

"We're gonna get you through this." Sheri begins pulling stuff from her bag.

"Look, Justin, you want to help Jessica, right?" Clay asked, "But you can't testify if you're high."

"Okay?" Sheri asks as the boy makes his way to sit down on Clay's bed.

"Justin, Justin." Clay tries to get his attention as Justin hurries to put his shoes on, "Jesus, what happened to you? You think Jessica would want to see you like this?"

Justin shakes his head, "No."

"Shit! We can't miss school." Clay looks at his cousin.

"Go. I got this." Sheri says to the two, "I'll text the both of you every hour."

"Why are you doing this, Sheri?" Clay glances over to his blonde cousin as she quietly talked to Justin.

"I spent the last five months trying to make up for what I did. And now that I'm out, I realize it's actually gonna take the rest of my life." Sheri explained to him, "So, maybe this is where I start."

Justin gasps from behind them as Riley quickly moves out of the way just as Justin empties the breakfast he had eating that morning all over Clay's bed.

"Oh, fuck, Justin." Clay sighs, "That's my bed."

"That's just nasty."

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𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 in front of her open locker, checking her messages for Sheri to text her back about Justin.

"Hey, Pretty girl." Scott leans against the locker next to hers, arms crossed over his chest.

She raised an eyebrow, sliding her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, "What are you doing?"

"I'm talking to you."

"Which we agreed on not doing. Oh, nice job sneaking out of the window this morning." Riley turns to him, hip popped out as she crosses her arms over her chest. "Clay saw you, and I had to tell him the truth."

"Clay saw me? So, are we going to tell people that we're together?

"Are you going to stop bullying my friends? Are you going to stop following Bryce around like a puppy?"

"They're my friends, Riley!" Scott's voice gets loud before he lowers his tone as he glances around them. "I play baseball with them? What am I supposed to do? Quit the team?!"

"I'm not asking you to quiet the baseball team! I'm also not asking a lot by saying that I don't like that you hangout with Bryce!"Riley tells his before slamming her locker door closed, "But if you think that for one second, that you walking around with Bryce Walker is going to make me hold you hand in the fucking hallway, than you're delusional, Scott."

Scott lets a sigh leave his lips as he bangs his head back on the lockers, watching as the love of his life walks away from him.

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"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗗 to him?!" Riley shouts in a whisper as she stands in the hallway with Clay.

"I had to get him to come here somehow, Riley." Clay whispers back.

"It's not your place to tell Jessica to tell the truth." Riley arched her eyebrows in anger, "If she wants too, then she will. But, Clay, you lied to Justin. It's going to backfire in our faces, and then what are we supposed to do?"

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𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡𝗦 her locker door after her next class, only for a polaroid to fall out much like the one that had fallen out of Clay's locker.

Picking the polaroid up, her jaw drops, "What the hell?"

The photo is one of her and Scott. They were in the backseat of his car, both half naked with Scott's lips attached to the skin of her neck.

Flipping it over, she takes in the words written in the same red marker and handwriting as the threat to Alex. 'DON'T WANT THIS TO GET OUT, DO YOU?'

Looking around for anyone that may look suspicious, Riley slammed her locker door closed before she rushed off.

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"𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗬!"

"Riley, another polaroid." Clay holds it up for her.

It was a picture of Bryce, whose lower half was naked, and straddling some drunk girl. Turning it over, he showed her the blue lettering, 'HE WON'T STOP'.

"Great. You have your own secret admirer, too." She holds the polariod up for a split second before turning around and storming off down the hallway.

Clay puts the polaroid into his pocket and goes around the corner, only to knock someone's books to the ground, "Shit, sorry.'

"Hey, man, it's cool." Scott crouched down to help pick the books up.

"Sorry?"

"Are you okay?" Questioned Scott.

"I'm fine. Why?"

Scott points to the side of his face, "You just don't look so good."

"What do you know about it?" Clay asks.

The baseball player shrugged, "Just that you don't look so good. Look out for yourself. Oh, hey, Clay!" He jogged to catch up with the boy who had begun to walk away, "Riley, she told me that you found out about the two of us."

"Yeah, well, you don't do very good at sneaking out of windows."

"Must have done pretty well to not have been caught the last three years." He shakes his head, "Look, I...I love your cousin. I might not have told her that yet, I do."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I don't want you, or anyone, to think that I'm using her or anything." Scott says, "Because I'm not. I would never do that."

"Let me give you some advice, Scott." Clay turns to him, "Don't let the lies and the other bullshit that Bryce has told you and the others get in the way of you and Riley. I don't know what happened between them for the two to stop being friends, cause they were friends at one point, way before Hannah. But it must've been pretty fucked up for her to cut him out of her life like she did Sheri."

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"𝗬𝗢, 𝗭𝗔𝗖𝗛!" Bryce calls as he watches a familiar blonde storming towards them, "Is that Riley?"

"Yeah." Zach mumbles his response as he makes his way towards the blonde, "What's going on?"

"Come with me." She grabs him by the wrist, pulling him along towards where Scott was standing, grabbing Monty along the way as she moves past him.

"What? Lee, are you okay?" Monty questioned the blonde.

"No, I'm not okay! Beat it, Holliday." Ripley snaps, causing Luke to quickly walk away, hands up as he knows not to get on the bad side of the girl.

"What the hell?!" Scott turns to his girlfriend in disbelief. "We have prac--,"

"I don't care." Riley cuts him off, holding the Polaroid up for the three boys to look at, "The four of us are the only people that know about Scott and I. We are the only people that know about this spot since you both took turns dropping me off. So, who the fuck did you tell? Hmm?"

The three boys look at each other in confusion.

"I've never said a word." Monty tells the blonde as Zach shakes his head.

"I wouldn't do that to you, Lee. You know this."

"Someone knew where this place was, and they took the picture. I already have people following my every move because I'm the girl who's overdose got broad-casted all over the fucking as school, and I'm the girl that was in the car when the legendary Jeff Atkins died. And now this shit with Hannah and these fucking trials! So, find out who the fuck took the picture and put it in my locker!"

Scott looked down in disbelief, sharking looks with Monty and Zach. "How the hell are we supposed to do that, Riley?"

"I don't know. But fucking figure it out." She says before she starts to walk away from the three, "Or I will, and I'll shove my nicest pair of heels so far up their ass, they'll wish I would've died along with Jeff."