13 Reasons Why Imagines

Clay Jensen Imagine

Requested by mrs_tris_eaton. I hope you enjoy it.

Clay had always been so sweet, so happy, so normal. You never thought he'd have a bad bone in his body, you never thought he could be so sour. 

That was until Hannah died.

When Hannah died, Clay changed. He was acting weird at first. He'd always have he headphones on, listening to something. Then he starting to seem paranoid, always looking over his shoulder. He was also acting weird towards people he wouldn't usually associate himself with. Whenever he saw Justin, Zach or even Bryce in the corridor, he had a strange look in his eye, like he knew something about them. You knew something was up when he forced Courtney to go to Hannah's grave. That's when you became truly worried. 

Hannah's death wasn't just affecting Clay, it was affecting you too. Whenever something happened at school with Clay, you'd have to sort him out.  But the final straw was when he started acting out in the corridor, in front of everyone. 

He was showing some exchange students around the school when he stopped at Hannah's locker. He started saying how the locker belonged to his friend who killed herself because of the people at the school. Then he said something about the truth will come out. 

"What truth?" You thought to yourself.

That night, you decided to go to his house to see what was going on with him. 

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"Hello Mrs.Jensen, is Clay home?" You asked his mum once you arrived.

"Hi Y/N. Yes, he should be in his room. Feel free to go up there." She said before letting you in.

"Thank you." And with that, you ran up the stairs to his room.

You walked up to his room to see his door already open, and him laying on his bed, just staring at the ceiling. 

"Hey Clay." You said as you entered his room. 

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" Clay asked worried, quickly sitting up in his room. 

"I just came to see how you are."

"Well, I'm fine." He said, annoyed.

"You're not fine Clay, I've seen the way you've been acting since Hannah died." You explained. 

Clay didn't say anything, he just stared at you, tears filling in his eyes. 

"Talk to me Clay, I want to help." You said, sitting down next to him on his bed.

"You can't help Y/N." He cried. 

"Try me."

And with that, he got up off his bed and went to his desk. You couldn't see what he was getting, but once he sat down again, you could see a box full of tapes. 

"What are those?" You asked confused.

"Just listen."

So you did, you just listened to the tapes, unaware of the horrors you were about to hear. 

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You couldn't believe what you had just heard. Everything about Justin, Jessica,Alex, Courtney, Marcus, Zach, Tyler, Ryan, Cheri, Bryce and Mr.Porter. Even Clay. You had no idea what happened between him and Hannah. But you were more angry with the others, especially Bryce. You were sickened, you couldn't believe what he did to Jessica and Hannah. 

"What are we going to do?" You cried. 

"What can we do Y/N?" 

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For the rest of the night, you could eat, speak, move or sleep. You stayed at Clay's, too afraid to go home by yourself. 

All night, you just lye next to Clay, his arm around you for comfort, staring at the ceiling, now knowing what Clay was feeling. 

You wanted revenge, you wanted to hurt the others like they hurt Hannah.