LITERAL LEGEND 🕷 HEARTREAK HIGH

one, thirty one: wants, desires, and choices

"so remember people, this isn't a guessing game. it's an exercise in normalising our what?" she found herself sitting beside the blonde, their hands linked as they listened to the start of slts.

"wants and needs." she added as the class failed to fill in the blank. the class pretending to know it as she did so.

"i don't want to hear any shaming. am i clear? all right, who's first? harper.'' jojo spoke again as she gave a little dance of excitement. she was excited to see how they would react to one another. in an anonymous way. before pointing out to harper. the baldie getting up to grab a slip of paper from the box.

"i have to know the person properly before i have sex with them." harper read from the paper. it was weird how they had to spill their truths on tiny scraps of paper.

"very good, and very common.'' joj added as she nodded, returning to her seat as sasha got up next.

"i can only cum to house music." she read as she rummaged around, hoping to find a really dirty one. or one she already knew of or could guess.

"that's ant!" spider laughed.

"yeah, so what if it is?" ant mumbled pretending to be offended at the call out.

"ignore him ant, he has to listen to ed sheeran to get his close." mara laughed and both dusty and ant burst out into chuckles.

"that's not true!" spider practically cried. it was half true, it was adele actually. his face growing red. amerie wanted to go up next.

"it just says foot. not feet, just foot.'' she spoke and people laughed once more. missy went next, her face falling as she read the writing of one she recognized.

"harper likes getting double dicked by dusty and malakai. who the fuck wrote this?"

"spider, pack your things.'' ms obah spoke, the vibe of the room had died. no longer was there laughing but judgemental stares and whispers.

"miss i did not write that." he laughed. his face falling when he realised who did. turning to look at his girlfriend whose face was smug.

"i did." and marianne raised her voice. harper turned to her, a dark expression falling onto her eyes.

"harper and malakai?" some whispered as harper got up once more. ignoring the betrayed glazed eyes of amerie.

"it's not true, right?" amerie begged and harper got up. her eyes burning and face alfamed. picking up a random piece.

"mara and cash like going on dates to the abortion clinic." she spat, their names practically hissed on her tongue. and mara's face fell. no. she had forgotten about that. the whole class was silent. she had gone wide eyed, horror stricken face.

"that's funny." spider finally laughed. but no one returned his amusement. especially not his girlfriend who scrambled from the room. amerie still glaring down harper, she wouldn't have snapped back if it were a lie. harper had slept with malakai.

"you fucking slut!" amerie screamed looking at harper as cash ran after mara. earning two confused and horrified glances. one from darren and one from spider himself. it was true.

four new messages from darren
seven new messages from spider
three new messages from ant
one missed call from spider
two new messages from amerie

she was fucked. royally. so she hid. found herself locked in the old bathrooms.ignoring the sting of tears as she tried to control her breath. she knew it was coming. she knew harper would clap back for the comment, but she didn't expect that. she was expecting more of the fact the girl would slut shame her, she didn't think she'd go straight for the abortion comment.

"marianne? are you in here?" spider's voice came as the door squeaked open, and she lifted her legs to disappear under the cubicle door. and the door shut again, hearing footsteps walking away from the toliet so down the feet when.

"did you really think i'm that stupid?" soon followed. shit. fair enough. and she appeared from the cubicle. teary eyed and red nosed. and she couldn't even look at him as she moved for the sink. the cold water poured into the skin, but his gaze remained on her.

"what aren't you telling me? i know there's something up, there has been for while." he questioned, taking a step towards her. she watched his reflection, his face was solemn, like a puppy who had been kicked, he was confused.

"what?" she asked, wiping away the smearing eyeliner. trying to pretend like everything was okay. like what had happened didn't. cause life's a bitch and then you die, right?

"there's something going on with you mar, i don't know what it is but i can't try and help if you don't tell me. and i guessing it's about what harper recalled." he questioned again, the soft blue eyes filled with worry. how could he not hate her? she had embrassed him, made him look a fool and he still stood there. worrying about her. a rumour of her cheating when they weren't even together at the time, and he still cared about her. how could he not hate her?

"where we together when you slept with cash?" he added. she had broken his heart, and he was still standing holding the pieces. hoping. hope was a dangerous game.

"i didn't sleep with cash." but he had heard harper, about the abortion clinic. everyone knew how close they were, but to get rid of a baby.

oh.

"so who's-" his own words caught in his throat as she turned to look at him. that same tired look on her face.

oh.

"it was mine?" he asked softly, and as if his words were like a hot rod she flinched and spun back to the sink. her hands gripping cold porcelain.

"why didn't you tell me?" he nearly cried, voice turning shaky. but he didn't want her to know that.

"i didn't want to end up like my mother. it's selfish."

"no, no, no. it was your choice anyways. i would have stuck with you either way." he spoke, and she felt the crack in her chest. how could he not fucking hate her?

"what if it wasn't yours?" she hinted. she didn't want to tell him about chook. she didn't want to drag him into the sand that cash and she could not escape.

"i would have still taken the responsibility, because i love you. and you take sacrifices for people you love."and she ran at him. jumping at him, grabbing her arms around his neck. this was her spencer, the real spencer white. not spider. he had become so characterised to spider that even he sometimes forgot the real him. but here he was. holding the girl he loved as she softly cried.

"you're safe marianne. i've got you." he whispered, pressing soft kisses to her forehead.

"amerie wadia, harper mclean, dustin reid, malakai mitchell, anthony vaughn. spencer white, and marianne darling. my office. now!" mss obah spoke over the intercom. and his face fell into her shoulder. her head still rested on his chest. a sense of deja vu from the map itself washed over them. not that long had even passed and how things had changed. well shit.