✨ TW: strong language, mention of death , mention of rape and mature scenes.✨
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A knock was heard on Clay Jensen's bedroom door and the three teens on his room froze. "Clay !" It was Clarissa. "Stay quiet." Clay hushed harshly towards Sheri and Justin.
The last time he wanted to let his sister know , that the two people who hurt her the most is in his room.
Clay moved them to the side and opened the door slightly. "Clary ? You okay ?" He asks concerned.
"Are you talking to yourself ?" Clary asked in amusement . "No. I'm just - I've been on the phone to Tony."
Clary looks at her brother for a moment. "Why are you acting stranger than usual ?" She asks.
Clay grew offended. "I-I'm not." Clary watched him curiously . "Okay. Then why aren't you opening your door wider ?"
"I'm getting changed." Clay told her and she looks at his outfit. "Yeah , okay , your style isn't the greatest."
Her words offended him .
"Anyways , I'm going to school." The blonde told him and walked away . He slammed the door quickly and Justin Foley gasped and soon puked on Clay's bed.
"Oh , fuck , Justin," Clay complained. "That's my bed."
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"Princess." Monty went up the stairs of the School and the blonde turned towards him.
"Why haven't you been answering my calls ?" He asks calmly , taking her hand and pulling her to the side away from the students.
"Why are you keeping secrets from me ?" She retorted and he scoffed. "Grow the fuck up , Clary,"
She looks at him stunned.
"Now answer my question." He sneered and she scoffed turning to walk away but he took her arm roughly and pulled her back.
The blonde grew scared but hid it. "Monty..." she spoke quietly.
""Why are you ignoring me ?" He asks again . His hardened eyes looking into her own.
She soon pulled her arm out of his hold. "You don't understand." She spoke.
"No." He admits. "I don't , because you won't let me in." Monty said hiding his hurt.
"I'm just-" she paused for a moment as his hardened gazed softened. "I want to take control." She finally spilled out and he softened. "I don't feel like my body belongs to me anymore."
