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Anonymous Mon 22 Jul 2024 23:40:14 No.67620795 Report
Quoted By: >>67620830 >>67621713 >>67622105
>>67620433
continuation of Trish being the literal worst
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Anonymous Tue 23 Jul 2024 00:28:50 No.67622105 Report
Quoted By: >>67622644
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>I tap end on the phone, a wicked smile down at it. Serves you fucking right you skinnie prick. I deposit my phone in my jacket pocket and let the pride of my accomplishment weigh deep. He'll be gone, sooner rather than later. A pep in my step and I head right on home, even dealing with the runts can't sour this mood.
>The next morning I rise, birds chirping and sun shining. Man I can't wait to see the look on his face. I quickly make some breakfast and ensure all the little ones have their things and are ready to head off. No skipping either, Riley.
>Morning chores down and a quick jog to energize and I'm off back to class, ready to view my work in motion. I periscope my view around, his bald head a beacon I search for. I am found first.
>Reed steps in front of me, looking down to me. I blink a few times and realize his stature is not his norm. A strange drive inside him not normally there, or at least stifled by the carfe.
>His voice is quiet. "You didn't."
>I blink at him a few times, trying to poke my head around him, searching still for the bald humie.
>I find a hand on my shoulder, firm. Very firm.
>"You. Didn't." I huff
>"Didn't what?"
>His voice rises. "Trish." He's dead serious.
>"Look you really are going to need to be more specific." He sighs and drags a hand down his face.
>"Someone..." he grits his teeth
>"Ratted us out." the pain puts a pit into my stomach.
>"A-And?" A mix of apprehension and genuine concern float through me.
>"His dad found out and is shipping him off to a military school." My soul soars. Best outcome I could have possibly wanted.
>"So I'm letting him stay over for the time being. God..." and it bottoms out instantly.
>"W-What? Why?" Reed looks at me a bit disgusted.
>"Trish...we're dating. I know you don't like him but..." he squints.
>"Say it. Say you didn't have a hand in this."
>I look away.
>"Trish." absolute rage is behind that call of my name.
cont.
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Anonymous Tue 23 Jul 2024 00:49:21 No.67622644 Report
Quoted By: >>67622688
>>67622105
>I glance to see his form squaring. I look back away.
>"Uhh..."
>"TRISH!" He grasps my shoulders and stares right into me. I'm sure now that he's shouting eyes are on us from the student body.
>"...yes?" I'm forcefully shoved back. My own anger bursts out.
>"Look, he was trying to rip apart the band, it's his own f-"
>I cut myself off as I see something I'd never seen across Reed's face. The upset he wears, anger and betrayal awash with a mixture of denial.
>"You..."
>"I told his dad, yes. This wouldn't have happened if he just kept to hims-"
>I'm struck.
>I stumble backwards, snout searing pain. I look up to see Reed, livid and furious beyond reproach.
>I start to kick my feet under me to rise but he doesn't let me. A grasped hand picking me all the way up off the ground, hoisted by the collar.
>"you... you purple fucKING WHORE!"
>I flinch as he shouts.
>"SERIOUSLY!?"
>"Look Reed I'm-"
>"Sorry!? Yeah you sure fucking will be." I'm thrown back, my legs barely able to catch me as I stumble back.
>"We're through. Don't ever. and I mean that. Don't. EVER. Talk to me again or you won't walk away with just a bloodied snout." I wipe my face and look at my hand as he speaks. True to his words I pull a small dab of red away.
>"Reed c'mon." he stares daggers into me. I start to step forward and he coils back, ready for a fight.
>I freeze. He's really going to hit me again if I step forward. I step back and he relaxes a bit, squinting at me as his eyes well up with tears.
>"I hope you're happy." he turns about face and just about marches away. I watch as he goes. It starts to sink in.
>The band's over with him gone. Fuck he's gonna tell Fang isn't he. I start to call out again but I notice eyes on me. Judging angry eyes. Contempt. Pricks of tears start forming in my eyes.
cont one more.
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Anonymous Tue 23 Jul 2024 00:51:13 No.67622688 Report
Quoted By: >>67622731
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>I march away quickly, hiding my eyes from the crowd. No it'll be fine, they'll come around. Fang'll have my back. I pick up the pace and head straight to class. I didn't screw up. This is his fault.

Fin, last for now as well. Off to lurk now /snoot/