A place full of pill poppers and drama filled teenagers, she was the breath of fresh air that he needed. And he was the stain in her squeaky clean life. Her own personal euphoria.
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Do you guys remember when I was talking about Nate being really creepy? If you don't then you should go back and check.
Anyways, Nate was fucked in the head. And maybe it was too many hits on the field or maybe it was because he would throw his head at his wall for hours and one day he hit it a little too hard and never told anyone about it.
Maybe Nate was messed up more than we all knew and just needed help and couldn't ask because his family was fucking weird. Whatever his problem was, it drove him to come up with a plan. A plan that involved keeping Charity quiet about what she saw.
He didn't know that Charity wouldn't tell anyone anyways because she felt it was too late and Maddy would just go back.
And so when he stood outside the bowling alley while she was taking out the trash, he saw the perfect opportunity to confront her about what she should do when it came to him and his business that happened to involve her friend, Maddy.
"Hello, Cherry." Nate said.
The girl turned around after she dropped the bag of trash and placed a hand over her racing heart as she looked up at Nate who was leaned on the wall next to the bin. She looked back towards the door and was about to make a dash for it but Nate was already onto what she would try to do.
