Evidence
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Lucas's p.o.v
I spend a little bit of time with Makayla, making sure she is okay, then I head over next door. Mak looks a little pale and I don't want to leave her for a long time so I decide to go over there as soon as the party starts. I walk in and there's a ton of people here already. Both high school kids and older. I do notice that even the neighborhood crackheads are here and I automatically don't like whatever is going on in here and I have no idea what it even is. "Bro, you made it" Mike says, coming over to me with beers in his hands. He hands me one, but I don't plan on drinking. "Oh, come on, just one. Does my sister have your balls in her hand that you can't even have a beer?" he asks me. I laugh and shake my head. I want to answer yes she does, but just to avoid arguing with him and he not arguing with Makayla, I take the drink. I chug half the beer down when Omar comes over and starts talking, then some girls come over and are all over them. A girl tries to snake her leg over mine, but I push her away. "Not interested" I say. "Hey baby" Ashely walks over to Michael and I see Iris standing behind them. "I'm surprised to see you here." Ashley tells me. I notice that my head is spinning now and I start to feel nauseous. Maybe I caught whatever Makayla got. I shouldn't have kissed her. "Lets play beer pong" Omar says and we all walk over to where the game is being held. I don't want to play so I just finish off the beer I had. The room starts spinning even more now.
Makayla's p.o.v
I wake up and run to the restroom. I starts throwing up. I feel like absolute crap. I rinse my mouth and wash my face and come outside. Lucas is nowhere to be found. His bag is here though. I get dressed and look at the time it is 7am and I have to head out soon. I grab my phone and backpack and I head to the kitchen. He isn't here either. My grandparents sit there drinking coffee, but no Lucas. I grab a muffin and sit down. I open my phone to text Lucas to see where he is at when I realize that I have a bunch of messages and picture messages, from Omar's phone number. I click on his name and picture after picture of last night pop up on my screen. My mouth drops when I see Iris sitting on Lucas's lap. Then them making out. Iris in just her panties and her bare breast in Lucas's face. I run to the trashcan and throw up. "I can't believe this" I whisper. Tears fall down my face. I cry for a bit, then I wash my face and head back out. My grandparents look at me. My grandfather is holding my phone in his hands. "What the fùck is this?" he asks and I just shrug, because I have no idea. "He went to a party with Michael last night, next door" is all I can say before I break down. "I can see, Michael is clearly in these pictures, having a blast" he says in a mocking voice. "I am going to kìll them both" grandpa says. "I have to get to class" I say, trying to avoid all of this. "Let me take you. You shouldn't be driving. You are sick. You should be in bed" grandma says, but I shake my head. "I need to go" I say and she walks out with me.
Lucas's p.o.v
I wake up in a bed, full of people. "What the fùck" I whisper as I pull myself up. Iris is naked next to me. Luckily I am wearing clothes, so I don't think anything happened, but I am not completely sure. My head is pounding and I can't remember what happened. Michael and Ashley are on this bed, along with Omar and some others that I don't even know who they are. I am so fùcked. I hear a phone ringing and go grab it. Shìt. "Mike" I say, tapping him. He groans. "Your phone, your grandfather is calling you" I say, handing him the phone. He gets up, holding his head. He hangs the phone up. "What happened Mike? I came for a beer, why did I pass out?" I ask him. "I think we got beers that were laced with something" he tells me. "What the fùck Mike, Makayla wasn't feeling good last night, I was supposed to come back" I tell him. "She's fine man. Look, my grandfather is calling again, lets ask him" he says answering the phone.
Michael's p.o.v
"Hello" I answer my grandfather's call. Hopefully he can give us info on Mak so Lucas can calm the hèll down. I put the phone on speaker. "Michael, I know you like to party and drink and do whatever it is that you do, but to take that boy with you and hurt your sister like this is just plain wrong. I know you are angry. Your father told me what went down, but to purposely hurt Makayla is low aśś fùck. I am so angry I don't even know what to tell you. We will need to sit down and have a family conversation, but that kid is not welcome here anymore. I thought he was different." Grandpa says. "What are you talking about?" I ask, confused. "What kid?" I ask him. "Lucas, he comes around here promising Makayla shìt and goes to a party and ends up sleeping with whòres and sends Makayla the evidence. I am on my way to speak to his parents. I don't want him near my babygirl" Grandpa says and clearly something is wrong here. Lucas looks at me with wide eyes. I see the hurt all on his face. "Grandpa, Lucas didn't sleep with anyone. He didn't do anything" I try to defend my friend. "We saw the pictures Michael, your sister left to her classes crying, because of him. I just can't believe this. You guys need to grow the fùck up Michael. I am getting too old for this. Grow up and get your shìt together Michael, expect a call from your parents" he says and hangs up. "Lucas, I'm sorry" I say, because I know this is all my fault. He holds his hand up and runs out of the room and out the house. "Who the fùck sent Makayla pictures?" I ask the room, but everyone else is asleep. I look around and it all settles in. This is so fùcked up. I think I just took part in ruining not just my sister's life, but also my bestfriend's life. Lucas will never want anything to do with me anymore. He was my only real friend and I had to fùck it all up.
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