Braden was fishing—throwing whatever Liam said back at me, watching for a flinch.
I think…
He knewsomethingwas there. And my drunk brain couldn't holdprobably.Could only hold the image of Liam in that parking lot, hands on Braden's jacket, mouth running, cracking open the one thing we needed to keep shut.
I'd told him not to, and he'd done it anyway.
I pulled out my phone.
Alex
You went after Braden.
Liam
who told you?
Alex
He just found me at Collins's party. Told me everything.
Liam
Let me explain
Alex
You grabbed him. You SLAMMED him into his car!? After I specifically asked you not to confront him.
Liam
He's been talking shit for weeks. somebody had to
Alex
Somebody had to? You confirmed that we have something to hide. You told him there are photos. You gave him INFORMATION, Liam.
Liam
I didn't tell him about the photo
Alex
You said something. He's not stupid. And now he knows something is going on and he's going to the coaches if you come near him again.
A long pause. The typing indicator pulsed. Stopped. Started.
Liam
I was trying to protect us
Alex
Didn't work. You couldn't just wait so your went to violence
Liam
that's not fair
