You refused to let him make you sink to his level. Rex recognized that it was futile, and left it alone. He dropped you off at a dock near you house and you walked home from there.
The next day everything seemed normal. It was a Saturday. You helped your mom out at the diner in the morning, ate breakfast with her there, then went over to Diego's house to binge watch a show.
It wasn't until after dinner that the news reached you. Diego's fourteen-year-old sister, Gabriela, had been at the ice cream shop by the beach when she saw the crowd and the marine patrol boat coming in.
Rex was dead. His parents had reported him missing around noon, and when his friends told the police about the party, they went looking for him with the park rangers on Burbridge Island. They'd found the body towards the center of the island.
It took a moment for it to sink in, but once it did it was like realizing that you were in a nightmare that you would never wake up from. This wasn't a dream, it was real, and it wasn't going away.