This chapter depicts Sexual Assault. If this is a sensitive topic for you, then please skip this chapter.

"It's okay, I'll show you a good time. I promise..." John coos as he pulls her pants to her ankles. Mia cries as she thrashes around. "Get the h-hell off of me!" Me cries loudly.

"It's okay, we're having fun. It's all good."

"N-N-No...please, don't do this..." Mia says as she starts to hyperventilate. John ignores Mia's cries as he kisses her lips as he brings his hand around her neck. Mia's air supply is cut off and she gasps in pain.

"You know I love you, right? More than Jeff Atkins ever would." He whispers.

Tears keep falling down Mia's face as she feels his breath hit her face and his body crush her. She tries to speak but nothing comes out.

"Stay quiet, it'll be all over soon..." He nibbles on her ear as her unzips her pants. Mia's eyes widen and she closes them as he pulls her underwear down.

"N-N-N--"

Mia's words are stopped as she feels a painful thrust into her body. She cries in pain, as dots begin to bounce around in her vision.

She hits his side and he groans in pain. "I love a little pain..." He chuckles.

He forcefully thrusts in and out of Mia as he takes his hand off of her neck and grabs her hair tightly. "S-Stop!" Mia yells as she keeps hitting him.

She tries to hit harder but she feels her body become weak. As she tries to catch the breath from him choking her. "God, I already love being inside you. Even if this is for the first time!" He moans loudly.

Mia cries loudly and he covers her mouth. "No one can hear your screams, so why even try. Baby." He licks the side of her face. He breathes heavily in her ear and Mia feels like she was going to throw up.

"I-I-I-I'm going to--"

John releases into Mia and she feels the pressure leave her body as he pulls out of her. He goes to kiss her but Mia turns. He grabs her cheek forcefully and smashes his lips onto hers.

He pushes the wet strands from her sweat covered face. He puts everything back on and he locks Mia's door and leaves her in there all alone.

Mia couldn't move, she couldn't think about anything else except that. She only could look at the black spot on her ceiling. Her tears were still rolling down her cheeks as she felt exhaustion take over. She closes her eyes and passes out.

Mia gasps loudly awake as she looks around. She looks to see her mom there. "Mia, wake up. Your alarm has been blaring for five minutes." Nora says exhausted as she's still in her pajamas.

Mia wipes the sweat off of her face and quickly gets off of her bed. "D-Did you have...another nightmare?" Nora asks.

Mia nods her head, "But...I-I-I'm fine it's just...with these things about, Bryce...it brings up memories." Mia says as she rubs her arms.

"I understand." Nora says.

"Well, do you really need to go to school? It's the weekend and you could just stay in today." Her mom says.

Mia looks from her bed and at her mom. "Yeah, I need to." She says

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Mr. Porter turns on his light and sees the chair turn around revealing a short haired teenage girl sitting in his seat. "Mia, what are you doing here at this time?" Mr. Porter asks.

"Did you forget, Kevin? We have a session today." Mia says as she leans forward and folds her hands.

Mr. Porter sighs and Mia could tell he was stressed. "Listen...I heard you were testifying soon and I wanted to see how you were." Mia says with sincerity.

"I think that's my job." He replies as he sets down his briefcase. Mia shakes her head as she purses her lips in a line. "Not right now it isn't." Mia grabs her folder and pulls out a folded paper. She places it onto the desk and it reads. "Miss Walker"

Mr. Porter smirks, "This is the only time you get to call me that." Mia says to him.

"Same goes with my first name." Mr. Porter retorts as he sits in the students seat.

Mia smiles, she knew that Mr. Porter was stressing and he has always been there for her even though he would always say she didn't need him. She appreciated him.

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The school day went by fast, Mia didn't care though. She's been listened to all the tapes and she couldn't help but be pissed and distraught. How could Bryce do that? to Jessica, to Hannah? I mean...and his confession. Mia threw up a few times having her mind replay it over and over again. That's what Justin and Tony told her would happen. God! Fucking Justin! She is so intently in her own mind that she didn't hear Cyrus calling her name.

Cyrus touches her shoulder and Mia turns to him. "Cyrus, hey...I haven't seen you in a while." Mia says tiredly.

"Yeah, hey Ty!" Cyrus rushes him over.

Tyler walks over to them and Mia opens her mouth. "Tyler..." Mia says quietly. Tyler sees distance in her eyes. "Hey. Mia, how are you?" He asks her.

Mia wanted to tell him off, but she knew that it wouldn't matter. I mean, she was late to the 'party'. What was the point? Mia plasters on a fake yet believable smile. "If I were doing any better, I'd hire you to enjoy it with me." Mia exhales.

Tyler chuckles. "Hey, you want to help us with some stuff tonight?" He asks.

Mia raises her brows intrigued, "Uh--of course! Fuck yeah!" She says as they tell her the plan.

"Dud, what happened to you?" Cyrus calls out to someone. Mia turns and sees Clay's bruised face. She wanted to cup his cheeks and ask him the same thing. She wanted to beat the shit out of the person who did that to him, but at the same time. She wanted to beat him up right now. Clay knew about everything and he didn't tell her.

Clay looks into Mia's eyes an tenses up. Tony told him about her having the tapes now, she was going to know everything that everybody was protecting her from. He quickly changes his eyesight to look behind them.

They all turn to look at the jocks. "Fuckers." Mia says in a scoff.

"I can't believe you used to cheer lead." Cyrus nudges her. Mia rolls her eyes, "Don't remind me." She says angrily.

"Don't worry about it." Clay says.

"Fuck, man. You have a way of getting the shit kicked out of you." Cyrus states.

"Thank you for noticing." Clay says as he begins to walk away.

"it's about power, man." Cyrus calls out.

"What do you mean?" Clay asks with negligent. Cyrus begins to walk over to him, Tyler and Mia follow. "People who have it and the people who don't...you feel that right?" Cyrus questions him.

"Me and Tyler, we don't have the power. We get shit on, pushed around." Cyrus says. He wraps his arms around Mia's neck. "And Mia, she knows how it is to have power and to lose it." Cyrus says.

"And how does that feel, friend?" He turns his head towards her.

"It sucks, but...I'm not a bitch anymore..." Mia says looking back at him. He looks at Tyler and sucks in a sharp breath. "Well..." He squeaks.

Mia rolls her eyes, "Okay, Okay...not that...much of a bitch." Mia says as she throws his arm off of her.

Cyrus looks back at Clay, "Well...anyway. You're one of us too." He states.

"You think?" Clay asks.

"You are." Cyrus presses.

"Dude." Tyler says sternly.

"Yeah, dude." Mia says as she softly hits him on the arm.

"But we're gonna take some of that power back tonight, me, Tyler, and Mia." Cyrus says.

Mia and Tyler look at each other and get worried.

"What are you talking about?" Clay asks.

"Don't tell him." Tyler says.

As Cyrus and Tyler whisper between each other. Mia crosses her arms and feels Clay's eyes on her. Mia looks to him and he looks down at the ground. She scoffs quietly and looks back at them.

"He's got plenty of reasons to fuck shit up, just like us." Cyrus states.

"it's not like we couldn't use the help." Cyrus says. Mia scoffs annoyance. "What are you talking about?" Clay asks.

Cyrus sighs and steps towards Clay. "That does look like it hurts, man. You wanna hit back?"

Mia shakes her head, "Nu-uh...if he joins I leave." Mia says.

Tyler opens his mouth as Mia starts walking away. "Mia, come back. We need you!" He yells.

Mia ignores him and keeps walking. "What did you do, man?" Cyrus asks.

Clay shrugs his shoulders, "I've done a lot of things now, I can't keep up..." Clay says. Cyrus pats his shoulder, "You better fix it." Cyrus says.

"Hey, Mia. Wait up for your boyfriend!" He yells throughout the parking lot.

Mia feels her cheeks flush. She turns around, "He's not my boyfriend!" Mia yells as she flips him off.

She keeps walking as Clay runs over to her. "Mia, hey--"

"Fuck off, Clay." Mia hisses. Clay nods his head, "Right, can't do that. Cyrus told me to come fix whatever I did and--"

"Jesus! You don't even know why you should be apoligizing?" Mia crosses her arms as she stops abruptly. Clay quickly stops inches away from her face.

"Uh--no...not...exactly." He says looking around. Mia nods her head, "The tapes. You knew...while I was hurting and even if I was fucked up. You should've still--"

"I-I-I thought you did listen to them, Mia. That day that I...I yelled at you?" He says with his hands in his pockets. Mia rolls her lips into her mouth.

"You still could've given them to me, after that." She states. Clay nods his head, "You're right. And you have no idea how shit I felt when you didn't know what was going on. You loved Hannah and you cared for her and you probably blamed yourself, too. And I just..." Clay stops talking as a lump forms in his throat. Mia notices the mist form in his eyes.

"Clay?--"

"I could've given you those tapes, and...I didn't have to yell at you, I could've stopped you from hurting yourself. I-I-I'm such a fucking--"

"N-No...Clay, wait. Don't do that, please." Mia says as she shakes her head worriedly.

"No...No...I said I wanted to help people with...save people who would hurt themselves like Hannah. And...and you, then Skye...all the girls that I love I can't seem to, help them. Why can't I help them?" Clay asks as he rambles on.

Mia looks stunned as she hears everything come out of her mouth. He felt all those things? Mia steps forward and wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him into a hug. He touches her lower back and cries quietly. "Hey, Hey...it's okay. I've got you. I've got you..." Mia whispers.

After a moment Clay calms down and Mia separates from him. "Clay...even if I had those tapes, you couldn't have stopped me. I was hurting way before Jeff, Mia, and..." Mia trails off and clears her throat. "Everything." She finishes.

Clay wipes his eyes and Mia pouts her lip. She cups his cheeks and looks at his bruises. "Shit..." Mia says simply.

Clay chuckles, Mia lightly hits his cheek and he winces in pain. "So...are you going to let me join your crusade?" Clay asks.

Mia smirks and takes her hands off of his face. "I mean of course, but we have to wait here for a few more seconds." Mia says as she looks over to Tyler and Cyrus arguing on whether or not she could use her signature weapon.

"What--why?--"

"Just wait." Mia puts her finger up.

Cyrus rolls his eyes and places his hands over his mouth, "YOU CAN USE LUCILLE!" He yells loudly with anger. Mia chuckles and taunts them by skipping back over to them with her hands behind her back.

She jumps in front of them. They look at her annoyed and Mia rolls her eyes. "What? I would look cute with Lucille and this outfit on!" Mia says with her soft smile.

Cyrus smirks and ruffles her hair.

"Okay, losers! Lets get this plan in check!"

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Mia swings Lucille around as she hits the gate and everything around it. Clay and Cyrus look at her. Clay was astonished and Cyrus was proud. "So, you guys call Lucille because of--"

"The walking dead, yeah." Cyrus says. Clay nods his head as he looks at Mia sway her hips in joy as she wrecks the field. She grabs a lighter and a cigarette. She lights the cigarette and inhales the smoke she was about to press the cigarette to the banner when there was suddenly laughter.

Mia ducks down and sees everyone else duck down too. She looks back and sees Jocks carrying a girl and guiding some other girls to a secret room of some sort.

Once the coast was clear Mia got back up and lit the banner on fire. She laughs to herself, someone touches her lower back and Mia turns and looks at Clay.

"Hey, you like my new style or--"

"I'm not leaving you out of anything, ever again." Clay states. Mia nods her head, "Okay." Mia says.

Clay grabs her hand, she looks down at their hands intertwined and feels her cheeks heat up. "Come with me, and I'll tell you...everything about what I know,if you want me to." He says to her.

Mia looks into his ocean blue eyes and nods her head, "Okay..." Mia says a little starstruck. She drops the bat and runs with him. Cyrus was about to yell out, but he saw them holding hands and he smiles.

"Badass," He states.

Mia and Clay were driving around as she looks at the Polaroids with disgust. "I kinda wanted it to be a lie, yaknow?" Mia says as she sniffles.

"How could he do this? be this...monster?" Mia exhales. She wipes her eyes and sighs. She feels Clay's hand in hers and she squeezes it. They come to a stop and Clay rolls down the window.

"Thanks for picking me up. Mia, h-hey--"

"No time for, hi's." Mia says with urgency.

"I found the clubhouse." Clay states. Justin's eyes slightly widen and he gets into the back seat and they all talk about the next move.

Mia feels a pit form in her stomach. Is this betrayal to her brother? How was she going to go home and look at him?