Scott Reed 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

they both exclaim, and Avery grins slowly. "We're psychic, I swear," Scott mutters, shaking his head ruefully. "Imagine if my pack saw me right now," he groans, rubbing his face roughly. "You'd probably win the respect of all of the teenagers," she shrugs, crossing her legs and switching on the old movie. "It's not the teenagers I'd be worried about," he grumbles, and Avery grins at him, taking a sip of her glass of water. Mid-way through the movie, the two are sobbing dramatically.

Scott's eyes turned very cold, "You're wrong. It's an eye for an eye. He killed my family, and I killed his. So far, so good, you both are the only family he has presently, so that's why you're here. To die." My throat tightened. I decided to pull into their conversation, seeing it was leading elsewhere. I took a deep breath and tried to sympathize with Scott and reason with him. “Scott, I can’t imagine the pain you’re feeling right now. But revenge won’t bring them back. It won’t heal you.”

“And if it wasn’t from me… I’m glad it was from you.” I blinked, startled. Scott turned his body to face me more fully. “And…” he added, “I don’t hold you responsible for how he reacted either. He’s always been emotional when it comes to his mother, or anything close to involving her.” I swallowed. “It got out of control. I should’ve stopped him.” “He’s nineteen,” Scott replied. “He doesn’t stop when he’s angry.” Then unexpectedly, he smiled. A tired smile, but warm. “I’m actually glad you two are close.”

Quinn tugged at my dress. "Go to Daddy. He will read it for you." I said, pushing her towards Scott, who was busy working on his laptop. His eyes barely leaving the laptop screen. "So... as I was saying, Elena, I won't cut off my break just because of you guys. I'm taking this break for my mental health and also to spend more time with my family." As I said the last word, I turned to look at Scott. Quinn was still standing with her storybook while Scott's eyes were still glued to the laptop as if he hadn't seen her standing there. Seriously?

Scott shouts, looking half asleep but ready to defend me. "She was murdered, Scott," I yell out, and tears resume to pour down my face. Scott looks completely confused for a moment before dropping his hands. "How do you know that," Scott asks, sounding hurt. "The goddess just told me. Her mate killed her when she tried to visit us. He thought she was leaving to be with Daddy," I sob out. Scott rushes to me, and we hold each other. He rubs my back and silently cries with me for a long time.

Mr Addam demanded, his voice full of anger. The girls quickly packed thier stuffs and join the long queue with Freddie and Simon. "But what does this mean?" Carly suddenly asks, gesturing with her middle finger. "Seriously?!!!" Leah and Lavender exclaimed at once. *** Reed has been fuming since he got back with Alex. No matter how hard he tried not think the lab scene, it's keeps popping on his head. Did he actually got turned down for the first time, in front of the whole class??

The sun was starting to peek through the cracks in the walls, thin needles of gray light cutting through the shadows. "We wait. We stay off the grid. And we watch the world find out who Marcus Reed really is," Roman said. He looked at the drive sitting on the table. "This little piece of gold is his executioner, Scarlett. And you’re the one who swung the blade." "I didn't swing it alone," I said, reaching up to touch his face. I could feel the stubble on his jaw, the reality of him. "We’re in this together. No matter what he says on the news today."

I follow his gaze, wondering who is stupid enough to pick a fight with him. And there he is. “Hey, Grimm!” A bald mountain of muscle with tattoos crawling up his neck and skull sticks his head through our tent flap. “Keep your little spies out of our space.” Graham Scott. Enervoltz rider. Professional asshole. “We caught him snooping,” he adds, lips curling. Scott has hated me since … forever. But more since last season. Since the accident. Since his teammate and best friend died. He blames me. “Since Reaper is clearly the better team,” I call back lightly, stepping forward, “why would we need to spy on you, Scott?”

When the room starts going wavy, I just look at Ryan. He’s here. He’s alive. I didn’t kill my best friend because I was too much of a coward to tell him I loved him. Oh, fuck, do I love him? “Maybe I’m out on a limb here,” Heather says, “but it seems kind of coincidental that Scott keeps coming up, right?” Ryan blinks. “What do you mean?” “I know you’re his class pet or whatever.” She rolls her eyes. “But you caught him accepting something from a dealer who’s been getting cocky lately, and he closed the Arkly early when we were supposed to be rush-printing a special edition. That’s weird.”

Lexi's hands move frantically as she follows the instructions, and upon completion, her mother asks both her and Ollie to look at her, repeating her question. There’s a moment of silence before Lexi’s mom speaks again. “You are talking about Scarlett, aren’t you?” She says so, and Ollie explains that they were, but Lexi doesn't know what she's talking about. Reed does not abuse Scarlett. * * SCARLETT With a heavy sigh, I swing my leg over the bike and remove my helmet. I’ve been sitting in the driveway for what feels like an eternity, unable to summon the courage to face Reed after everything that happened.