Consequences ~Justin Foley

New Game

"What the fuck!"
And there we go.

"Oh he's so fucking dead!" Justin yelled out and I hid against the wall waiting for them to see me.

It was just after the game and thankfully they were the last ones to come out. After Zach and Justin, mostly Zach got congratulated for their hell of a match.

I waited for them to change back and come out into the parking lot to view the mosey and horror plastered on both their faces when they see the art piece Clay created.

And Zach's car being the canvas.

And the moment they realise their heads spin trying to oi. The culprit. Until Zach finally glances over at me instantly spotting me hiding in the shadows.

"Fallon where is he?" Zach confronts me and I decided to finally step forward looking at the anger they were both holding.

"It was me." I instantly lie as my response and Justin just let out a laugh as he rubbed the temples of his head.
"You really expect us to fucking believe that?"

No.
"Yes." I answered. "I'm rebellious too." I defend myself trying to fight a lost case.

"We know your rebellious." Why did Zach air Quote it. Hey, am I not a rebel. Do people not see me as a rebel?
Im a rebel!
Clays really stealing my spotlight here.

"Not a fucking Psychopath!" Justin hollers out and honestly he was yelling a lot more than Zach. And it wasn't even his car.

I travel my eyes to Zach as he looks at the two words and guilt just washes over his face. He's not as angry because he's too guilty.

"Dempsey let's go. We're taking Jensen down." Seriously Justin who the fuck talks like that anymore?!Okay but he was being serious.

Because Zach immediately opens the door to his car taking his seat.

"Wait wait Foley." I ran after him before he got a chance to sit in his car as I quickly grab his jacket pulling him away.

"Look I know it's bad, but he's really out of it. don't do anything. Please. Look if anything I influence his bad behaviour. And he just misses her and these tapes are making him go crazy and-"

"Fal stop." Justin placed both his hands on each of my shoulders. Okay I may have been rambling a little too much.

But I'm terrified for Clay.
Because I don't doubt that they mean business.

"Next time, we play by my rules." Justin said as he sat in the car and I quickly walked away before the car pulled up behind me.

"We're not letting you walk home." I heard Zach say as he was looking up at me and I shook my head.

"I'm good. I'll be happy if I look pretty enough to be kidnapped." I joke holding my laugh in because it's sad to laugh at my own joke.

"Okay that's fucked up Fal. Just get in." Justin forces me and I'm almost amused to think that he's actually worried about me.

"I'm good." I told them folding my arms in the freezing fucking cold. "Please, just get in." Zach shoots me a look of concern and he seemed genuine giving me a small smile.

I stifle a sigh giving in and Justin steps back out to lift the seat for me to sit in. I'm in Zach Dempsey car. Wow who knew after that party I'd still associate with Jocks.

It was silence for the first quater of the ride. But every second I could see him glance at me through the mirror.
Anticipating on his words. And it's made me more anxious to not know what he was saying.

So when he looked one more time I finally let the words fly out my mouth.

"What?" I fire at him and he quickly averted his eyes back to the road. "Nothing it's fine."