𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 - 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞

twenty-eight

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"𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙔.
𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃, 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙆
𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏, 𝙄𝙏'𝙎 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝘿 𝙊𝙁 𝘼 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿
𝙐𝙋 𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙔 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝙀."

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"𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓...𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆." Cory lowered his voice, conscious of the fact that he was standing in the middle of the school corridor and practically anyone could hear.

"Good." Mollie muttered, shutting her locker and leaning against it. Her face was pale other than the dark circles that had developed under her eyes from the lack of sleep, but she managed to send Cory a small smile. "I think he can really help us."

"Me too." Cory nodded optimistically, although there was still a hint of hesitance in his voice. Pulled from his thoughts by the sight of two girls shuffling awkwardly behind Mollie, he cleared his throat. "I think there might be some people that wanna talk to ya."

Mollie followed Cory's gaze in confusion, before letting out a frustrated sigh when her eyes landed upon the people he was referring to. Missy and Nas.

Seeing that Mollie had spotted them, the two girls stopped fussing and stood up straight. Shaking her head, Mollie turned back to her brother but in that time, he'd managed to make a swift escape and was already halfway down the corridor.

The Wilson girl drew in a sharp breath and tried to walk straight past them without stopping, but was ultimately unsuccessful as a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"You can't ignore us forever." Missy quipped, looking straight at the girl.

Mollie instantly rolled her hazel eyes, not at all interested in where the conversation was going. "You underestimate me, Booth." She replied bluntly, folding her arms over her chest defiantly.

Surprised to even receive a response, Missy completely dismissed what Mollie had actually said and gave her a pointed look. "But you just spoke to us!"

"Yeah, and I'm hoping it won't be a regular occurance." The brunette retorted as she shot them both a glare. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go."

She pushed past them and started down the corridor. As bad as she felt speaking to her best friends like that and walking away from them, it only took Mollie a second to remember what they'd done to her, to her family. With their betrayal in mind, she shook off the guilt and continued on.

Nas, on the other hand, let out a sigh as she leant back against the lockers and watched the Wilson girl walk away. "We're never gonna get through to her, are we?"

"Course we are." Missy nodded. "We've just gotta persist."

"Miss, I don't think that's the best idea." Nas shook her head. "We've already hurt her and her whole family, I don't think she'll appreciate us bombarding her all the time to be our friend again. If we want to get her forgiveness, we have to actually do something to prove it."