Part Thirteen

I didn’t hear from Sam for the rest of that weekend but I also didn’t reach out to her. She had heard everything, it was her move now. Even though it was unfair to even think about it she had a choice to make and I’d never given her any reason to doubt me.

“There’s a party tonight,” Jett said as he sauntered into my bedroom after dinner.

“Since when do we go to parties?” I asked him.

“Since Beth told me all about how Travis’s parties work,” he said and grinned at me.

“Beth talks to you?” I asked him.

“Is it that hard to believe?” he asked me.

“What does Beth say?” I asked.

“Beth has a lot to say. The party starts out normally, then a girl gets chosen at the party, her drink is spiked and she’s taken downstairs by a group, always the same group, Travis being their leader, the girl’s undressed and raped, they all take turns and they videotape it all,” Jett said.

“Doesn’t explain why they all keep quiet,” I said to him.

“They take pictures which they show her afterward, it looks bad, lik