Justin Foley Thirteen Reasons Why Novels & Stories

Tears welled up in Justin's eyes as he clenched his fists. If Casey hadn't provoked him, he wouldn't have hit anyone. "Mom, I'm sorry..." Justin cried when he saw Jasmine approaching. He was afraid of causing his mom trouble. He didn't want her to scold him. "Has Justin been hurt?" Jasmine knelt in front of Justin, not questioning him about why he fought, but quietly asking if he was hurt. Justin shook his head, tears evident in his eyes. "Miss Wilson, Justin hit Casey, and now Casey's face is swollen. His parents are on their way, and his mother wants an explanation. You should give the Taylor family an explanation." The head of student affairs spoke with a bias clearly favoring Casey.

“You said you love me.” “And I do. That’s why I’m doing this. Because I don’t want you to hurt anymore. I don’t want to make things difficult for you anymore. I don’t want you to lose the family you have before I even came into your life. I know it’s a tough choice you made. And now…you don’t have to make it anymore. I will make it for you.” She took a deep breath. A whimper escaped from her lips. “Go back to them, Justin. I am no longer claiming you. Because this is the right thing to do.” Justin shook his head. “If this is right, then why does it feel wrong?”

"It’s the middle of the night. What kind of madness is this?" Liam’s eyes were bloodshot, his face a mask of primal, wounded rage. He lunged forward, grabbing Justin by the lapels and shaking him. "Why didn't you stop her?" he hissed, his voice a jagged rasp. "You loved her, didn't you? Why did you stand there and let her marry a monster like Xavier Grayson?" All of Liam’s legendary composure was gone. He looked like a beast caught in a trap. Justin curled his lip. "Who are you talking about?"

She pulled out a tissue to wipe his tears and couldn't help but say, "Mrs. Gale, what you said was too harsh. Ralph didn't do it on purpose. "This whole thing was Justin throwing a tantrum, and it almost drove Ralph to harm himself. Ralph's still young. He just graduated from high school, only 19…" "Only 19?" My mom raised an eyebrow, then smiled lightly. "If you call that young, then what about Justin who's only 18? "They're both in the prime of their lives. Justin didn't do anything wrong, so how did he end up being framed as some villain who nearly drove someone to death?

"Why does Aaron keep her picture locked in his safe? Why is Aegis using it as a goddamn marker?" Justin let out a long, ragged exhale. He leaned over the desk, squinting closely at the girl's face. "I remember her." Justin whispered, the realization pulling the color from his already pale face. "I was older... I was thirteen when I was there. But there was this kid... my best friend in that hellhole. His name was Tommy. Scrawny kid, quiet but he had a mean right hook when he was backed into a corner." "And the girl?" I pressed.

After several changes in expression, Justin suddenly raised his head and looked at Kiran, "If you're right, the ghost fetus intended to use Niall Winter to be born, but it ended up in Wendy by accident, correct?" Kiran admired Justin's medical skills and calmness and nodded, "That's what I suspect." Justin's face showed tension and anger. After several changes in expression, he said, "If that's true, they've been plotting this for a long time." Kiran nodded again. Justin was no longer calm. His previously sorrowful face was now filled with anger. "Could it be that old fox, Byron Murphy?" Justin's voice was filled with murderous intent as he spoke. Kiran's face also changed at the mention of

Weston's kids and the thought of Lexa kissing a guy he hated also, he was very, very protective of her. "Lets go out of here, we need to find Lexa and take you guys to the council, according to mom its safe." I explain the best I can to a traumatized and still in shock thirteen year old. I don't think he registered any of my words, but he nods and stood still, I had to give him a little tug to set him in motion with me, stepping over bodies of people we used to know, now too disfigured to recognize. I pull Justin closer, so he wouldn't have to see it.

She muttered, “I didn’t kill Robbie. I never thought of hurting him. Moreover, he died in the military intelligence division, so he sacrificed his life for justice.” Tempest and Storm stopped talking. When all was said and done, Thirteen was still the Ares family’s adopted daughter. They could not wrongfully accuse her without evidence. Grayson asked Thirteen, “Where are you going? What about Andy and the others?” Thirteen was being secretive and glanced at him. Then, she said, “I’m sorry, Gray. We’re different people now. Our work must be kept confidential.” After she was done talking, Thirteen hurried away.

“Watched him hit on three other girls before he found you on the dance floor.” While I know he’s trying to make a point that Nate Reynolds has, in fact, not changed, it still stings that I wasn’t his first choice. Fucker. My phone vibrates in my hand and I see it’s from Rory telling me that Justin hasn’t had anything to drink and he’s taking her home soon. “Rory is fine. Justin’s taking her home.” He nods and slowly backs out of the parking space. “Now she may not actually be good enough for him.”