𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊 / scott reed ✓

𝟐𝟑. the justin foley special

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊
23 / THE JUSTIN FOLEY SPECIAL
↳ season three, episode nine: always waiting for the next bad news
act one / who killed bryce walker?

𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍 the stands with her mother at the first away football game of the season. She loved football, almost as much as she loved watching Scott run around the field and catch the brown ball, and she loved celebrating him. It was easy, and it didn't raise any suspicion.

She watched Montgomery running across the field, and hated the way the crowd roared for his plays. She watched Zach control the team with complete dominance and strength, and she swelled with pride for him. She watched Charlie get into his element on the field, which was surprising for such a young boy, but he was strong and talented.

She cheered as loud as she possibly could whenever she saw Justin running onto the field for the first time that night, making his football debut once again, but her cheering only decreased when Justin made a pretty bad play, and she watched as Scott and Zach cursed under their breath.

The game ended, and it was a pretty shitty one. Nessa didn't know too much about football, but she did know that the Liberty Tigers absolutely sucked tonight, which is why she immediately made sure to avoid Zach at all costs.

She did, however, beeline straight to Scott as soon as she got onto the field. People were everywhere, and a shit ton of expletives were being thrown around as she wormed her way towards the Reed boy, who was sitting on the bench with his head in his hands. She knew how seriously he took sports of any kind.

"Hey, champ." Nessa said as she stepped in front of him, offering him a smile. Scott looked up at her, and his frustrated face immediately softened.

"Do not call me that." he told her as he gave her a quick hug. "Thanks for coming, though."

"Wouldn't miss a chance to see you look this good." she whispered as she gestured to his sweaty body, which took him by complete surprise, considering their little arrangement. I mean, they hadn't even kissed yet. "Look, I need to talk to you."

Scott's eyes grew big as he grew worried. "We have to go get tested, meet me after the game?"

Nessa nodded. "Yeah, I'll meet you at the school. Gotta go pick up Zach, anyways."

She walked off, thinking of all of the things she was going to say to the boy once she was in front of him again. The drive home was silent, even when May tried to get Nessa to lighten up by playing One Direction on Mrs. Dempsey's radio.

Nessa was too preoccupied with her own guilt with the fact that she had to tell Scott about her and Alex, even if he did get mad, even if he never wanted to see her again. It was killing her, not being able to be honest with him.

As soon as Mrs. Dempsey pulled into the school, Nessa wasted no time getting out of the car and heading straight toward the bench that Scott had found her crying at just a couple of months ago. The bus had already arrived, and players were filing out of the locker room. Nessa took a seat, and a few minutes later, Scott joined her.