The Other Side Of Me ✔️ | Garroth x Laurence x Reader PDH

Chapter 32

Your POV

Five more days until Prom. What could go wrong? The weekend sped by so fast again, and now it's time for school. Yay. I walk into the school to be confronted by stares and whispers. I shrug them off as I walk to my locker. What were they whispering about? I glance to my right to see Gene walk up to me with a large smirk plastered on his face. I close my locker and watch as he walks towards me.
"Hey Y/N." he greets, "do you have any plans right now?" He asks. I shrug and shake my head.
"I plan to go to class in a bit. Why? What's up?" I ask. He grins and grabs my hand, forcefully leading me to wherever it was that he wanted to go. I don't struggle to much as I follow, he was walking at about my speed.

We go out the doors and stop. He seems to be looking for someone. His eyes flash and a smile appears when he's stopped searching. I follow his gaze and I almost smile as he lets me go.
"What's your deal with Ivy?" I whisper. He glances down at me and chuckles.
"She's... made a bad mistake. I'd like to devise a plan to get back at her. You in?" He asks. I bite my lip and stare at her. She was talking with her friends. I could already hear her voice. Sheesh.
"I know what she did to you, and, if you do, I have valuable information for you." My eyebrows raise as he mentions that last part.

"Care to share?" I ask. He nods.
"Only if you help me. Or I could be nice and tell you. It'll be funny. Well, for me at least." He beams, almost muttering the last part. I shrug.
"Vengeance isn't my scene, but I'll play along. What's the plan?" I ask, not taking my eyes off of Ivy and her little group. That little fight did hurt... A lot in fact.

"Zenix, Sasha and I have already made the game plan. All we need is you." I shrug and nod my head. What's the worst that could happen.
"I need you to give this to her. I can't do it, since she really hates me at the moment." He explains. "And once you've done that. I can give you your end of the deal." I nod as he hands me the piece of paper. It's folded neatly into a square. I could make out neat cursive underneath.
"What is it?" I ask, twiddling it in my fingers. He smiles deviously.
"A fake love letter. She'll think it's from Garroth, since the guy I stole it from has the same initials." He explains, enjoyment sparking in his otherwise cold eyes. I hum at the thought.
"Sure, be back in a second." I say, waving and walking over to their group.

Garroth's POV

As soon as Gene walked out practically dragging Y/N, Laurence and I were watching. I hold myself and him back from going there and taking Y/N back. He dropped her hand as soon as they stopped though. They seemed to talk for a bit, not taking theirs eyes off of someone.

He handed her what looked like a note. She seemed pretty disinterested.
"I swear if she doesn't walk away right this second..." I hear Laurence angrily mumble. He was mad, and so was I. What could be in that note? I pray it's not what I think it is...
"What's her business with Gene? We told her to stay away from him and his group." I mutter.
"I don't know. But whatever it is, it can't be good." Laurence whispers. I could practically hear the red flags and stop signs as she waves to him.

We watch her walk away, leaving Gene behind. We both exhale a held breathe. Our eyes follow her as she walks over to Ivy's group. We glance at each other and usher an 'uh oh'. She seems really mad that Y/N was talking to her, but she calmed right away as soon as Y/N handed her the note. She scanned over it for a minute and a smile sprang to her lips, causing her to scream. If fact she jumped around happily. My head was spinning. What could be in that note? I sensed that Laurence was thinking the same as he looked in shock at Ivy and Y/N.

Y/N walked away as quickly as she came and walked back to Gene. Gene seemed uncomfortably happy for my taste. He handed Y/N a sealed envelope then walked off. She seemed to turn it around a few times, questioning what was inside I guess. She shrugged and put it in her bag.

The bell sounds out, the annoying sound signaling the start of school. We stay fixated on Y/N until she walks inside. What were you up to? We follow her inside and I make a mental note to find out what was in that envelope.