Not Another Reason

Chapter Twelve: Another Day

"What are you thinking about?" Evelyn asks Justin, as she lays on her side, staring at him as he stares up at the ceiling. "Nothing.." He responds, sounding not believable and making Evelyn let out a small laugh as she sits up a little, leaning her half naked body on her elbow. "Oh come on, we just had great sex, and you're unusually quiet. You know I know you better than that. What's up, Foley? What's going on in your head?"

"Jess." He answers honestly, making her stare at him for a second longer with raised eyebrows in disbelief before she let out a loud sigh, getting up and picking up her shorts from the ground and beginning to clean the messy area on her dresser covered in photos. "What, Eve? You asked what I was thinking about, so I told you the truth." "Yeah, so laying in your kind of unofficial girlfriend's bed, while thinking about your ex is okay then, right?" "Oh don't even start with that jealousy shit. I bet you still think about Zach too." Justin sits up on the edge of the bed, feet touching the floor as he leans against his knees on his elbows, facing his attention towards her.

"I was fucking in love with Zach! That shit doesn't just go away so of course I'm going to still think about him. You and Jess never even said I love you to each other, let alone being 'in love',  so I wouldn't expect you to understand."

"Who said I never was in love with her?" He asks, making her freeze in her spot.

"I think you should go." She says quietly, holding in a breathe. "What, Evie?"

She turns around, quickly grabbing his clothes off the floor and throwing them at him. "I said you need to fucking leave!" "Eve, you need to stop fucking shouting, or your parents are gonna know I'm here." "They're not home, now get the fuck out."

Justin sighs, standing up and beginning to put his clothes back on. Evelyn grabs a bottle from under her bed, brushing past Justin as she crawls onto her bed with it and begins drinking. Justin takes his time dressing, and when he's done she's already eight sips in, when he finally turns to look at her. "Enough drinking for tonight baby, just get some sleep. Please."

He reaches across the bed towards her, gently taking the bottle away from her, and surprised that she allows him to. She quietly turns away from him, laying down and sniffling and hiccuping as he pulls the blanket over her.

"You don't have to go out the window tonight." She mutters, but he can still hear her. He nods his head, even though she can't see him, and turns out the light. He whispers "goodnight, Eve" before closing the door, not really knowing where they stand.

"Seriously, dude, that's bullshit. He got suspended for three days. That shit goes on his record." Alex tells Marcus. Zach, Courtney, Alex and Marcus were having one of their many meetings that had to do with the tapes, and this time it was about Marcus planting weed on Clay to get him suspended to shut him up and show him they were not playing any games.

"Yeah, I don't really care. At least we shut him up." Marcus replies.

"They kept him out of school for three days. I don't think we shut him up." Evelyn says as she approaches the table. She has dark sunglasses on, and annoyance and tiredness still clear on her face even with them on, due to her hangover and lack of sleep. Zach moves the leg he was using to lean against the table so she can sit down, and Evelyn gives him a small smile.

"Okay, you guys wanna take him on another ride?" Marcus asks sarcastically. "Cause that worked so well."

"His credibility is shot. No one's gonna believe anything he says." Courtney adds.

"Yeah until he plays them the tape, or until Tony does." Zach replies to her. "Yeah, what happened there?" Marcus asks Ryan as he joins the group also, sitting next to Evelyn. "I tried. Tony wouldn't budge. He's got the tapes hidden somewhere, and this medieval, self-flagellating moral code. We have to do this another way."