"HURRY UP CLAY! WE'RE GONNA GET LATE!" I shouted as Clay was taking a shower. I was already dressed and ready to go but I couldnt leave without him because Mrs. Jensen asked me to keep an eye on Clay since the incident with Tyler at the Spring Fling.
I was starting to get impatient so I opened the bathroom door and shouted once again "CLAY! COME ON HURRY UP" I looked at him and realized he was already fully dressed but had fell asleep on the toilet. I began to shake his arm and with a giggly "voice" I said "I guess little Clay couldnt handle a little alcohol from yesterday's party"
After some awful minutes of trying to wake him up, we had finally got outside the house and got in his car. "Are you sure you're able to drive to school? Its ok if we take the safe route and walk ourselves to school", with a displeased face he looked at me and said "of course I can drive, its just a hangover its not like im drunk anymore". We got to school and thankfully we didnt miss first period. We both walked to class and noticed that no one was there so I asked Clay to call Alex to ask where he was and if he knew anything about it.
The phone rang and after a minute Alex answered the phone, "That took you long to answer uh Alex" said Clay, "Of course dummie I was asleep, why are you calling me so early in the morning?" Alex asked with a flat and monotonic voice tone demonstrating that he had just woke up, Clay looked at me with a confused face and asked Alex "You do know its already 8:30 AM and you're supposed to be at school right?", Alex sighed and said "Did you even bother checking your email yesterday? the teacher warned us he would be absent today because he had something to do due to the SAT'S. I guess he is part of the main staff thats organizing that", "Oh ok... yeah I didnt check my email" Clay repleid. For abit longer Clay and Alex talked with each other about yesterday's party.
We both went back in the car and it was really hot even with the AC on. Clay took off his denim jacket and he saw that I was wearing my Liberty High Sports Team jacket which was kinda warm and he asked me "arent you like... hot?" , I ironically said "Yes, of course, thats why im still wearing my jacket", he looked at me with a plain face "You're dripping sweat from your forehead", he grabbed my arm and pulled up my sleeve and saw the mark of the syringe on my arm. I didnt know what to do and then Clay screamed " WHAT THE HELL? I SAID YOU COULDNT BRING DRUGS... into the house anymore" he lowered his voice tone as soon as he saw me looking down at my feet with watery eyes, mumbling I said "Im--Im s-sorry...". I was trying my holdest to hold back my tears and then Clay hugged me and said "You will be okay, mom, dad, me, we will help you" after those words left his lips I began to cry so much that I start bawling my eyes out as I felt his arms wrap around me, I had never felt that... a comforting hug. My mom didnt really care about me because she was almost always high and if I said anything to that fucking dickbag that was with my mom he would slap me and tell me to stop crying, and if I didnt, he would keep on hitting me until I stopped "annoying" him.
Clay smiled at me and said "Who would say that thoughest, most stupid jock would have emotions" I laughed and said "Im greateful for your parents, for adopting me, you know? I always felt worthless with my drug addict mom and not having a father figure while growing up. I seeked shelter and even though he is a fucking monster now, Bryce helped me and so did his parents... but now I have Mom, Dad and you". "Holy shit, it sounds so weird to hear you calling my mom "mom" and my dad "dad" BUT oh well I guess I gotta get used to it, right brother?" he replied giggling, I looked at him with a resting bitch face and said "yeah right... FRIEND". We both looked at each other and started laughing. We proceeded to watch rando, stupid videos on the internet until it was time to go to second period.
As we were walking through the hallways Bryce walked up and said "You're a junkie now? I knew nothing good would come out of hanging out with that pathetic ass" (Referring to Clay), in an angry tone I replied "what did you say?", he looked at me in the eyes and said "No wonder why Hannah Baker commited suicide, afterall she was friends with a mentally unstable kid and a J-U-N-K-I-E", I was really irritated and I clenched my fist really hard and I told him "im gonna fucking kill you". Clay touched my shoulder and said "let it go, the rapist cant touch us or he will go to jail", after Clay said that, Bryce looked at us with an angry face and then said "yeah thats right, im not gonna even bother with trash today", then he whispered in my ear "oh, and tell Jessica that her story doesnt matter because im still free"
Im really sorry if there are some grammar mistakes, im not a native speaker and its my first time writing a "fanfiction".
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