Who do you want Alex to end up with?
Clay had messaged Alex, asking if it were possible for her to meet both him and Justin at Monet's so that they could talk about something. At first, Alex was hesitant on the idea, not really wanting to go since there was so much on her plate right now and she didn't exactly have the time or energy to hang out with Justin and Clay right now. However, she changed her mind almost instantly once Clay had explained its importance to her, explaining that it could help them get solid evidence against Bryce and prove that he was a rapist who had been taking advantage of multiple girls at Liberty High.
She couldn't help but agree to meet them after that, she wanted nothing more than for Bryce to pay for what he had done to Hannah and Jess, along with all the other girls that he had hurt over the years. Bryce Walker was a pig, a rapist and someone who deserved nothing but to be locked behind bars, in a place where he wouldn't be able to hurt women anymore and Alexandra Black was prepared to do anything and everything that she could to help put him there.
It wasn't like she wasn't trying already. Zach and her were the ones who had been giving the Polaroids to Clay, and they have been trying to find other ways that they could get proof. Alex knew that Clay hadn't been able to figure out who was giving him the polaroids, but she had an itch that this conversation more than likely had something to do with them since the polaroids are solid evidence against Bryce Walker.
Alex wasn't able to get into the clubhouse without one of the baseball boys escorting her, so she was their best option and she was almost certain that this was why they had selected her to meet them at Monet's since she is so close with a majority of the baseball team. She wanted to tell Clay that it was her and Zach who were giving them the polaroids, at least that would help clear Zach's name a bit, but Zach made her promise to keep it a secret, so she kept her lips sealed and didn't tell anyone that it was them.
The bell on the door to Monets rang loudly as the small girl pushed it open, wincing slightly as her wounds ached under the pressure. She bit the inside of her cheek and pushed it open wide enough to slip through, her skateboard tucked securely under her arm and her boyfriend's jacket hugging her body as her eyes skimmed over the cafe, looking for the two boys. Finally, she stopped looking around as she spotted the two boys over at a table in the far corner, already eyeing her down as she walked over to them. She looked around one last time, making sure that none of her other friends were in there before she made her way over to the table, taking a seat in front of them.
"Alright, what's up?" Alex asks them quickly, placing her hands on the table in front of her, her fingers interlaced. The boys were both at a loss for words as they looked across the table at the girl
"What the fuck happened to you?" Justing spits out in worry, looking at her face. Luckily, the rest of her body was covered by her sweatpants and the oversized jacket over the top half of her body. Alex shrugs her shoulders, "doesn't matter, now let's just get down to business okay," she demands them, not wanting to talk about it
Justin shakes his head though, not prepared to just let it go like she wanted, "who the fuck did that to you?" he asked her again, leaning across the table in worry, he reached out to grab her hand but she pulled away from him, shaking her head
"Just tell me what I'm here for okay, I don't have heaps of time right now," she says firmly, looking away from Justin and over at Clay, hoping that maybe he would just skip straight to the point.
"What do you know about the clubhouse?" Clay asks her, a hopeful look in his eyes as he prayed that she would at least know something about the stupid place that he couldn't find out much about. He couldn't understand how Justin didn't know about it, but right now Alex was his last chance, so he was praying that she could tell him more than Justin could.
"It is a small sports shack behind the baseball field," she explained to the boy. She kept her explanation brief, but the truth was that she really did know quite a lot about the club house. She had some bad memories in that place, and thinking about all the things that had happened in there only made her sick. She hesitated before deciding to explain it more, "The baseball boys like to go back there to drink, smoke weed, do crack, fuck around with girls and all that jazz. Also, you are only allowed in if you are on the baseball team or if you are invited. I've been in there one or two times but I tend to stay away, the place is small and it fucking reeks."
Clay could jump around in excitement and relief right now from all the new information that he had been able to gather, but he keeps a blank face and continues on with the plan, ready to get on with the next phase, "look, we need to get in there ok? We have got a plan," Clay explains to Alex, the calm look on his face made it seem like it was no big deal and was going to be the easiest thing in the world.
Clay couldn't help but let his eyes wander over the cuts and bruises that covered the girl's face, just like Alex couldn't help but notice similar wounds on his. The two of them were clearly worried about each other, but neither of them brought it up, figuring that the other had more than had enough of people bringing it up.
"Oh, you've got a plan? Seriously? What is this amazing plan then Clay? Huh? If you get caught, those bruises will look like fucking fairy kisses, and besides, it's as I said, you can't get in unless you are invited it," Alex says harshly, though it was only because she was worried for his safety. She wasn't sure which jocks were responsible, but she knew that a handful of them had taken it upon themselves to beat the living shit out of him, and the last thing he needed right now was to get caught snooping in the clubhouse.
Justin looks around subtly before reaching down beside him, grabbing a large pair of bolt cutters out of his bag and then placing it on the table in front of them, a proud look on his handsome face, "boom."
Alex can't help but roll her eyes at the boy's stupidity, "Seriously J? That's the fucking plan? Jesus Christ J, put those things away before someone calls the cops," Alex scolds the boys, shaking her head in a motherly fashion.
"What? Why?" Clay asks, confusion written all over his face. Alex felt her eyebrows raise as she looked across at Clay Jenson, the boy who was supposed to be super smart but apparently lacked common sense. She looked between them both, scoffing at the matching look of confession that covered both of their faces.
"Are the two of you that fucking stupid? You cant just break the lock and then go inside, they are going to know that you went in there Clay," she scolds them
"I don't like it when your mean side comes out," Clay whines softly, his head dropping slightly as if he was being scolded by his mother right now
"look... what I am trying to say is that you have got to get in there without tipping them off that you were actually in there," Alex explains to them, "they cant know that you were in there other wise it is all just going to turn to absolute shit."
"Right, and we do that how?" Clay asks, waiting to hear her 'amazing' plan since his was apparently a shit plan.
Alex lets out a small sigh, not liking her plan, but also knowing that it was the best plan that they could get, "My boyfriend, along with most of my best friends are on the baseball team, I am sure that i will be able to get in there pretty easily and it won't raise ay suspicion," Alex explained to them, not liking the idea of having to go into the clubhouse.
Justin felt sick to his stomach as soon as she finished explaining her plan, "no. No way. There is no way that I am letting you go in there, especially not after what we now know has been happening to girls in there," Justin says to her, his voice quick and firm, "I've seen the pictures, its too dangerous."
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Protector - Montgomery De La Cruz
Fanfiction"I did it for you Alexandra, everything that I have ever done, has been for you" He said while he held her dedicate face, softly in his hands "i would do anything for you and there is nothing that you could ever say or do that could change that, and...
