Chapter 12

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"Hey Bets, it's Harry. It has been several days since I've seen you last. Um, call me if you can. Talk to you later," Harry said to Bessie's answering machine.

That was the fifth message he has left ever since the boys interrogated Bessie and she has not answered a single one. Harry knew the boys said something to her that made her freak out and it may be a hard thing to fix. Oh how Harry was going to kill those boys.

"What did you say to her," Harry demanded from the boys.

Over the past few days, the boys refused to say a word of what happened. Now was the time to tell.

Liam gulped and said, "Um, we told her what you said about her that made Ell have to hots for you." 

"Ell did NOT have the hots for Harry," Niall said through clenched teeth.

"What? You told her that? Why? It's scarring her off! Bessie hasn't answered any of my calls because you guys told her something that should not have been said," Harry quietly, but angrily spat at the boys.

"At least you don't have any competition with the father," Zayn said quietly back to Harry.

"Why?" Harry asked in shock.

Bessie has not talked of Robert and Lacie's father around Harry. Actually, Bessie has not even talked about her baby daddy to her closest friends minus Ell. He died in bad blood. Bessie hated to even think of him. She prayed every day that her kids did not get his bad seed.

"He died before the kids were born," Louis said gently.

"Who died before who's kids were born?" Ell asked as she walked in.

"Bessie's baby daddy," Liam answered casually.

"What? You guys interrogated her? Harry! How could you let this happen? That explains everything," Ell said more to herself than to the boys.

"One: I found out about the interrogation after it happen. Two: is Robert and Lacie's father truly dead? And three: it explains what?" Harry said urgently.

Ell sighed and uttered, "I guess it's story time."

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"Thank you for helping me with my computer. I can never understand these things," Mr. Moore said to Bessie.

"Anything for my favorite economics teacher!" Bessie said as she started to examine the broken computer.

"Oh! And happy late 14th birthday!" Mr. Moore commented.

"Thank you!" Bessie smiled back.

"How's soccer practice going?" Mr. Moore casually stated.

"It's going great Mr. Moore. We do miss our cheerleader though," Bessie said as she nudged Mr. Moore playfully.

"Don't call me Mr. Moore. It sounds too old. Call me David," Mr. Moore laughed.

"You are old Mr. Moore," Bessie joked.

"Hey! I'm only 26! I've still got it!" David said back.

Bessie shook her head and got back to work. The school was a little too quite after all the high schoolers left. Bessie usually always tried to leave before it got quiet, but today was the exception. The silence made her feel strange. It was creepy. Bessie always said that the quietness foreshadowed upcoming doom. She shivered when she thought of different dooms that could happen to her once she left the safety of Mr. Moore.

"Almost done, just gotta make sure this downloads right," Bessie said as she finished typing in commands.

"Bets, you are something special," Mr. Moore said as he grazed his hand over Bessie's butt.

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