Usual disclaimer applies.

A/N: This might be the last one until Monday. I'm spending the weekend at the Craven Country Music Jamboree, and thus will be offline all weekend. Maybe, just maybe I'll get another one done tonight :)

March, 2012

~38~

"What do you want Bella?"

His tone is one of exasperation. Probably more because I managed to trick him than the fact that he is missing class. Tyler's parents work for Carlisle, making them rich. Therefore, as long as he passes high school, he will get into a good college, no question.

It's safe to say Tyler doesn't put much effort into school.

I go for politeness first. "I was wondering what you could tell me about Jessica's party last September." And because I can't stay nice for long I continue, "I heard you were doing body shots off of me when I was passed out, and I want to know exactly what happened."

He has the gall to look just a bit ashamed. "You weren't passed out, you were just drunk. And I didn't personally do a shot from you, it's not my thing."

"Well did you give me alcohol? I know about that, too."

"Okay, maybe I gave you some. But you were fucking asking for it!"

I shake my head. I can't see this conversation going far.

Think, Bella. Think.

So, Mike said he got the GHB from Jasper, but Jasper said they got it together. Regardless, Mike had GHB on him that night. He had given some to Leah. Maybe someone could tell me if Mike had given it to another girl as well.

Maybe Tyler Crowley could.

"Do you happen to remember which girls Mike Newton had his eye on that night, besides Leah?"

"Yeah, that's easy. Back in the fall, Mike was all about Jessica Stanley. And being at her house? He would have wanted to fuck the bitch right on her bed."

I cringe just a bit. Not an image I want in my head.

But it poses an interesting scenario. What if GHB had made its way into Jessica's drink? Was she drugged too?

One thing I know for sure is that Mike Newton is guilty. And once I find out who had hurt me, who the mystery person is that led me to waking up alone in a bed practically naked and punish him, Mike will be the next person who I tell my dad about.

I don't care what Leah says. I don't care how biased this town is. Dad and I will make it so he is convicted.

I am pulled out of my thoughts by Tyler's angry huff.

"Can I go now?"

"Sure Tyler. One more thing…"

I step closer so we are only inches apart and quickly lift my leg up, kneeing him in the crotch.

"That's for giving me drinks when I was drugged, you ass."

And I leave the bathroom without looking back, knowing Tyler is moaning in the fetal position on the floor.