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SHE'D DITCHED school and was walking through the small park drinking a bottle of alcohol. She'd had a few more therapy sessions since the last, but nothing got better, everything just got slower to Chrissy for some reason. So she'd turned to the one thing she hadn't tried yet. Drinking.
It was the weak and cowardly option but it felt good in the moment to feel the liquid burn down her throat, each chug making her fall deeper into forgetfulness. It didn't bother her.
She was sat on the swing when she got a call off Clay, asking her where she was. She told him where, sick of shutting out her brother when she knew he was dealing with the tapes. He arrived taking a seat next to her, his headphones round his neck.
"Bryce raped you. He raped Jessica and he raped Hannah. Sheri killed Jeff and we all killed Hannah." It was the first thing he said, he seemed to be telling it to himself rather than to her, his voice at the edge of confusion.
"That's correct." She replied, swallowing more of the brown drink. "You were the first to get the tapes right? That was a while ago?" She nodded in reply, offering some of the drink to which he declined. He didn't stop her from drinking, knowing other people have different ways of dealing and this was hers.
"We can make this better, you know that don't you?" He said. She nodded.
"I've almost finished the tapes, I've got one more too go. Bryce confessed too what he did by the way, kind of explains my fucked up face." She looked up at him gasping, how didn't she notice?
"You didn't have to do that." "I know." He said giving her a soft smile.
"Listen away, don't let me stop you." He put the headphones on and listens intensely, occasionally furrowing his eyebrows and clenching his fists.
"We need to talk to Mr Porter."
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The twins later got home after Chrissy sobered up. Her mom called her into the kitchen. "You got a request to do an interview on Hannah Baker, but I refused for you, you've been through way too much lately, but you still have to do it. Just later on." Chrissy nodded glad, she couldn't deal with that at the moment, it was definitely too much.
"Come on, eat up and go get some sleep for school tomorrow."
She later lied in bed, coming up with a plan on taking Bryce down. She'd have to talk to Jess, but also figure out how to show Hannah's tapes to the police without them being suspicious.
