Liberty High - A 13 Reasons Why Story.

Why?

~Emily~

"Get of me!" I shout at my dad whilst crying and trying to get him to loosen his grip on my arm. That's gunna bruise.
"Get the fuck outta my house!" Our dad screams at us, throwing plates at us.
"Don't fucking touch my sister again or you'll regret it! C'mon Em. We're going." My brother Monty tells me grabbing my arm.

We walk out of the house our dad still screaming at us.

"Where we going?" I ask my brother.
"Bryce's." He simply tells me.

I nod at him and we walk in silence to Bryce's house.
This happens quite often now.
Dad screaming at us and hitting us. Telling us to get out of our house.

As we get to Bryce's house, he leads us into a bedroom and me and my brother get comfy on a king sized bed. We normally have to share, but it's okay because we're brother and sister. And with all the rumors going round about Bryce being a rapist, I think I'd prefer to sleep in the same bed as my brother, than sleep in a room on my own that Bryce can easily get into and do something to me. Even though he's my brother's best mate, I still don't trust him. I've never really felt comfortable around Bryce and I think I may now know why. He's a rapist. Apparently.

"How's your arm?" Monty asks me.
"Painful. It's gunna bruise for sure." I tell him.
"I fucking hate him." He says.
"Me too." I tell my brother bringing him into a hug. Monty's not really one for hugs, but we're both going through a lot with our dad, and a hug normally works.
We both end up falling asleep.

In the morning, we are waken up by Bryce and Zach. Zach doesn't like Bryce like me, but he doesn't want Bryce to not trust him.

They shake us both awake.

"Incest." Bryce coughs.
"Fuck of, dick." Monty says shoving him.
"Monty. Your arm!" I say in shock pointing to his arm. It has a big gash on it. Dad must have cut his arm at some point.
"Shit." He says.

He cleans up the cut and we all get ready for school.

Bryce and Monty walk of in one direction and me and Zach go the other.

"You okay?" Zach asks me.
I shrug. "Why's Monty friends with him. A rapist. It's fucking disgusting." I hiss.
Zach shrugs.
"I mean. I know why you hang out with him. You want him to trust you. So he tells you stuff. It's not like you actually wanna hang out with him. But Monty. Why?" You ask.
"I'm sorry Em, but I really don't know." Zach tells me.
"You don't think-" I start.
"No. I don't." Zach finishes.
You look at him and give him a small, sad smile.

You hear a car beep behind you. You see it's Tony, with Clay in the passenger side.

"You two want a lift?" Tony asks you pulling up besides the both of you.
"Sure." Zach says with a smile, getting into his car.
You smile and also get in.

He drives you all to school and when you get there, all the jocks are in the parking lot tormenting someone.
Curly brown hair... Neat and tidy shirt... Tyler Down.

"Erm I'll see you guys later." You say getting out of the car. "Thanks for the lift Tony." You smile at him waving good bye.
"Any time Em!" He calls back.