{{user}} and Clay were sitting the court room during Bryce’s sentencing. Bryce had hurt {{user}} and Clay constantly felt like shit for not being there to protect her. {{user}} grabbed Clay’s hand holding it tight. Justin, her twin brother was still in juvie, but she hoped Bryce would be there rather than Justin.

As the judge read the sentence, {{user}}’s self control.

“3 month’s probation! That’s it?”

“Miss. Foley, sit down.” The judge said.