Caught In The Trap-HTGAWM

NINE

The five of them stood around the burning body staring off into the night as Connor poked at the fire with a long stick. Suddenly Laurel's phone rang causing her to glance down at it as she pulled it out of her pocket.

The others looked to her after hearing the ringing sound. Connor rolled his eyes glaring at the back of her head. "That Frank again? Guy's whipped." He had a crazed look in his eyes staring at the woman.

"You should answer." Wes hurriedly intoned. Laurel shook her head while she turned into him. "He's the last person I want to talk to right now." Michaela scoffed glaring holes into her head. "It strengthens our alibi, Moron. He'll hear the bonfire in the background."

Laurel's eyes cast towards Annora who was stood near Wes. She held the same glare as Michaela but with hurt behind her's mixing with the horror. "He's not my problem anymore, so go ahead. Unless you want to go to prison."

Laurel sighed quickly answering the phone and pressing it to her ear. "What?" On the other line, Frank sighed in relief as he heard her voice, pacing in his apartment. "Where the hell are you?" She rolled her eyes, dryly sucking her teeth. "The bonfire. Stop calling me." She was just about to hang up though his words made her actions holt.

"Laurel, wait. Is Ann there? Don't tell her. Please, I can't lose her." His voice was desperate as he placed his hand on his desk leaning over it. "Why shouldn't I tell her? You used me because you were mad she wanted nothing to do with you. Because you left her at a bar with a bunch of drunk college men."

Frank sighed standing up from his position beginning to pace once more. "I messed up. I know that, real bad. I just... I'll do whatever I can to make this right. Just, just, don't tell her. I waited too long to have her and I can't lose her right now. Laurel, please."

Laurel's eyes slowly switched over to Wes and Annora, the male of the two holding her close to warm her up without the fire. "It's too late. She already knows." She then hung up the phone leaving no room for talk.

Frank slammed his phone down on the desk before throwing his across the room. "Damn it!" He shoved his desk causing a screeching noise to erupt from it. Frank dropped onto the floor holding his head in his hands as he roughly pulled at his hair.

Annora practically ran down the steps in her house once she knew Wes was there. When she stopped on the first floor she saw Wes and Rebecca speaking in the foyer. His attention was brought over as he heard the steps come to a halt. "H-Hi, Nora."

She came over with a smile giving him a small hug. "I didn't know you were here. I would've given you these earlier." Annora handed him a small folder that looked to have multiple sheets of paper inside.

Wes looked up at her confused as he took the folder in his hands opening it. Rebecca sighed wanting to leave the house yet was held up due to their conversation. "I wrote you some notes. Some for tests or exams and others for classes in general."

Wes gave her an open mouth smile in disbelief shaking his head. "You didn't have to do that for me". Annora placed her hand on his forearm, which Rebecca rolled her eyes at, pushing the folder closer to him as he went to hand it back. "I see how you stay up too late trying to study and take notes. So you can use those. I don't mind making them for you. I can be your personal tutor."

The two laughed for a small while, carrying smiles even after the laughter stopped. Wes' eyes switched over to Rebecca who had been waiting impatiently. "Bathroom?" Annora's lips curved upwards as the silent girl spoke up. "Go upstairs and it's at the end of the hall." Rebecca turned without a 'thank you' trudging up the steps.

Once she was fully up the stairs Annora turned back to the male in the room who still had his eyes on her. "I don't think Rebecca likes me very much." Wes almost let out a snort, bringing his arm around her waist rubbing small circles as he gave her one last hug.