Bullies Sla-pped New Girl Cheerleader — Unaware Her Father Is A Hell Angels
Chapter 25
Theme:
Font Size:
24px
"I'm sorry," she said when Cass came in."Don't apologize.""I should have just signed...""No," Cass said. "You shouldn't have."She leaned against the doorframe. She looked at Amber in the mirror. "How are you doing?" she said."Honestly?" Amber turned off the water. Dried her hands. "I'm tired. I've been here 2 and 1/2 years and I've just let things be the way they are because it was easier. Because the Greers are everywhere in this town and it seemed like one of those things you don't fight." She paused. "I saw the bracelet and I hit record and I still kept the file to myself for a week because I was afraid of what would happen if I used it.""You told me," Cass said, "eventually. You showed up today when it mattered."Amber was quiet. "I have 2 and 1/2 years of staying quiet," she said. "I don't know if showing up today undoes that.""I don't know either," Cass said. "But I know it's different from not showing up."They stood in the bathroom for a moment."You think we have enough?" Amber said.Cass thought about the recording: the audio from the hallway on Amber's phone, the recording from the parking lot, the offsite camera backup that might or might not be recoverable in the next 6 hours, Coach Reeves's notes, the form Tyler had been trying to get Amber to sign, which was its own kind of evidence of what he knew and what he was trying to prevent.She thought about her father, somewhere on a road between Clarksville and Harlow Creek, riding."We have what we have," she said.At 4:15, Cass went to the bathroom in the main building, splashed water on her face, and looked at herself in the mirror for a moment. She thought about Haley. About the girl she'd left another squad to protect a year and a half ago in a different town at a different school with a different set of names. She thought about how that situation had ended, how it had cost her. How she'd stood in a principal's office and said what needed to be said, and how the floor had held her up even when she thought it might not.She thought about "ride true." She thought about what it means to go in the direction you said you were going.She dried her face. She put her jacket on. She put her hand in her pocket for 1 second, just to feel the bracelet on her wrist. Solid, repaired, still there. Then she walked toward the hearing room.