Scott Reed 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

Stacey was flirting with some hockey players. Scott was talking shit with some of his teammates near me. He had a root beer in one hand and his other hand over my shoulder. I should be home writing some type of article. I should also have called Chris by now, but for some reason, I felt a little shy. Thanks to Scott and that stupid comment he'd made the other night. My mood immediately shifted when my eyes drifted to the door and it was Reid and Zara walking in. “Oh, my God.” “What?” Scot turned to me and asked.

“What changed your mind.” I pulled myself to my feet and narrowed my eyes at him. “You are my brother, Scott. You have a good reason behind wanting Elliot and his family dead. I’m angry too because they took our parents from us. I suffered so much in this life because of that family. They were the reason I had to live with that cruel Alpha and that awful sister. I would like to join you and take back my life.” I even sounded convincing to myself. I was proud of myself for performing so well; now I just had to hope that Scott believed every word I was saying.

“That’s ten weeks Scarlett. Ten weeks away from my job and my family.” “You’re not going to have either of those if you keep going down this path,” I whispered. “Sophia is done, do you realize that? You’re not getting her back unless you are sober. Do you really want to two failed marriages and two fucked up kids?” “Rehab is the best option, Scott,” Joel said quietly. “I think you should do it.” “If I go…you’ll support me Scarlett?” Dad whispered. “Of course I will. But you have to be serious about it. What happened at the shower can never happen again, you understand that right? That was not only humiliating but you attacked Alistair and Hal for no reason. That was the last scene that you c

Her bright, blue eyes flickered as she squinted her undereyes. Scott didn’t want to be the bad guy here and made Ciara think he was keeping her from hanging out with the other girls at Silvercrest. But Scott is still traumatized by what happened in The Dust Paradise. “Keep me posted,” Scott finally said. He stepped out of the office and closed the door. “And no booze, okay? I’m serious about it. Once I heard or knew she drank any booze, I’ll take her home.” “You sound more annoying than my parents,” muttered Maila. But she didn’t protest further and just clicked her tongue.

Scott screamed, pulling himself together as he resumed examining the wires with a pair of pliers in his right hand. “1- 10 seconds,” he muttered, choking on his saliva. I slammed my eyes shut, tears falling. I had zeroed my mind, whatever happens happens, it's obvious we are all going to die, they shouldn't have come. Felix screamed in pain as Reyna’s knife went through his arm. I couldn't even look in his direction. I couldn't handle seeing the beating he was receiving from the psychopathic Reyna. With another strike on his legs, Felix fell to the ground, and Reyna rushed to Scott to stop him from defusing the bomb.

Scott asks snapping me out of my thoughts, Reece turns giving me an annoyed look. "Can you stop going on about Martha for five minutes?! She does this all the time, you know I bet she's back in town here!" He exclaims finally losing his tempter, it takes a lot for that to happen. "You better watch what comes out your mouth when it involves my mate" Scott growls back taking steps towards Reece, I take a look to Cody if he was gonna do anything but he looks like he's still calming down.

I act unbothered by him coming closer, his mouth-watering scent intensifying and I cuss out my wolf who purrs, sending me indecent images of us putting the damn desk to a good use. Is she even allowed to do that? She giggles in my mind, but she sounds strange as if the pain of the rejection was still heavy in her voice. Before I can realize it, Scott is already leaning in, his forearms on his legs as if he was telling me a secret. “It’s because of you.” “Are you never going to get tired of it,” I scoff, leaning back, wanting to put a little distance between us while he clicks his tongue.

"When's he gonna stop this nonsense? I'm so hurt right now. And the thing is, no one's stopping him." "Soon, he'll be doomed," I assured her. She hit her palm against my chest non-stop, wept even harder. "I'm so, so hurt! Why didn't you say it to me? This is unfair! I'm so hurt!" What could I do? I just continued to pat her back, until she kept calm. Truly, very soon, Scott will be doomed. Greg and I were working towards that already. ***

"Ok, we start executing our plan tomorrow morning," said Sean. “But—” Scott said with a slightly worried expression on his face. "Why, Scott? What’s going on?" Sean asked. “I'm not sure if he will accept our arrival. As additional info for you, for some reason, Fred don't like me for a long time and it was got worse when his father became a murder suspect for my father's death and a year later his father committed suicide in prison, while his mother died of cancer. He blamed me for all the bad things that happened in his life. I think he must hate the High Court too, especially Mr. James who being the mastermind behind all of this," Scott replied.

Everyone knew Ryder was nothing more than a drugged-up shell of his former self, there was more than enough evidence of that, and we had a doctor ready to sign off. Yes! I fumbled with my phone in my excitement and looked for Scott’s number in my contacts, my heart racing now for a different reason. Why hadn’t I thought of it before leaving L.A.? I almost laughed as the phone rang, and when he picked up, I almost passed out from relief. “ “Scott, I have an idea.” I didn’t even let him answer before I rattled off my thoughts. “You stupid bitch, you screwed up everything. Where the hell are you? I’d like to ring your fucking neck.”