Scott 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

“You didn’t tell me because you wanted to protect yourself from the guilt. Because you wanted to avoid this moment.” I stepped forward and grabbed Ace’s arm. “Ace, please—” He pulled away sharply, but he didn’t shove me. He just… couldn’t be touched. “Why didn’t you tell me someone pushed her?” Ace’s voice trembled now, no longer rage but just pain. “Why did you let me think it was my fault?” Scott paused, and in that pause, I could see his entire soul unravel. “I was trying to protect you,” Scott said quietly, breathlessly. “You were a baby, Ace. A newborn. You were innocent. I never knew you took the story of your mother’s death so personally. I never knew you believed it was your fault.”

“Dammit. I can’t break out.” Scott fell to the ground sulking in the cold harsh cell. “All I wanted was a normal life. A normal family I never asked to be a vampwolf.” Tears speed from his eyes as Scott laid there on the floor with all hopes of stopping with all hopes of stopping his sister dashed.

They carried on with their lives as if nothing had happened. And now, people had the audacity to say, "After you were taken, Scott was depressed for three years. He almost jumped off a building. If it weren't for his efforts contacting friends in Asternis, you wouldn't have made it back at all!" I didn't respond. I simply reached into my pocket, fingers brushing against the diamond ring hidden inside. … When I remained silent, Scott's friends took it upon themselves to speak. "Mia, Scott developed bipolar depression because he missed you so much. Now that you're back, you can finally take care of him."

My mother was the grade dean at Westbridge Academy. To prove she would never favor her own daughter, she always used me to set an example. When I scored a 98 on her AP Statistics exam, she displayed my mistake in front of the class to prove she held me to a higher standard. When I picked up a calculator another student had dropped, she gave me a conduct notice. But Olivia, her favorite student aide, could cheat, lie, and break rules, and Mom always found a reason to believe her. Then two students were caught skipping PE to make out in a restricted equipment room behind the gym. I happened to have gone to the bathroom around the same time because my stomach hurt. That was enough for Mom to de