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This part of the story…this confession? This one is going to ry for sure

"First of all, I need you to proers

"Can’t do that," he says back fast, and I sink into hi to convince me to backtrack, to not tell this part of the story "I’m sorry Cass, but I won’tto want to punch soht even be that Chandra chick by the ti that I’ a woman I don’t think it counts in this case

"The day of tryouts…I had that physics , his teeth grinding underneath

"I knew so was off The teacher, that’s Paul Cotter the waters Ty’s face hardens evento react badly

"Go on," he says, his eyes focused onout

"He was that ith a few people in class, really Not just me But when I went in to take the makeup exa h, how hot his breath was on my neck, how demonic his voice was at my ear

"I don’t like this Cass If that dude hurt you, I swear to god I will kill hi calmness to his tone

"You don’t have to It’s okay He…he…" I can’t say it, and Ty squeezes my hand to let , and then he tried to grab s could have been really bad But, I hit him, Ty I hit him hard--first withfaucet Then I kicked him in the balls to htly open, and he’s still looking athts, no doubt reconstructing this scene in his own mind I hile he thinks, and then finally his eyes shift to h to show the pressure of his teeth gnashing together And I believe if Paul Cotterht now, he would die And Ty would gladly take the punishment just to see the deed done I lean forward and kiss his cheek, the tenseness in his

"As much as I would love to see Paul Cotterman run into you in so my problems," I say, and his mouth relaxes a small fraction with his breath, his eyes soft on mine

"This is why your parents are upset, isn’t it?"

Ty is so s to it as the Paul Cotter the end "I’m pretty sure they think it’s like what happened with Kyle I don’t think they believe things happened as I say they did There aren’t really any witnesses My dadfor the rest

"Yeah, that was good But it see it And like I said…there really isn’t any proof I could easily just be a student trying to get out of a bad grade"

"Faking an assault is a pretty steep rade," Ty says

"Yeah, but I hit him, Ty I’m the assaulter!"

"No, you’re not," he says, his hands quick to my face to force me to look at hiht to fuck that asshole’s face up"

Without warning, roeak, and the tears slide fro ainst his shirt "I hate crying"

"Yeah, well, I hate snot onto do," he says, and I laugh hard and long He squeezes h at his stupid joke, and then let’s ry I a, but him

"That Chandra chick is a bitch," I say, finally

"Yep," he says, his chin on my forehead