Song for this chapter: It Will Rain - Bruno Mars
"Scarlett?" I heard somebody speak through the bathroom door. I didn't recognize his voice due to I was still half asleep. I slowly opened my brown orbs, falling back into reality. I observed my surroundings as I laid on the cold bathroom tile clutching my kness to my chest.
"Scarlett" His voice was a bit more loud than before causing me to push myself off the floor. I hissed at the forgotten brusies and scars that sat on my skin. Thats when the memories from last night filled my aching head. My body froze as I stood in front of the large mirror.
"Scarlett, you okay?" Nashs worried voice rung through my ears. I sighed and walked over to unlock the door.
He stood there wide-eyed
"W-what happened?" He stuttered examining my face.
"Matthew." I mumbled. He sighed and grabbed my arm gently and brought me back into the bathroom, closing the door in the process.
He picked me up like I was a fragile baby and placed my weak body on the countertop. I watched him grab something from a drawer beneath me.
He opened the first aid kit and took out a liquid and poured a small amount on a rag.
"This will sting a bit." He warned. I watched him gently tap the cloth on my skin making me hiss in pain. He applied pressure for a few seconds before throwing it in the garbage can.
"What did he do? cut you?" He motioned to my now bandaged skin.
"Glass." I answered. I carefully jumped down and thanked him.
"Scarlett." His soft voice caused me to turn my head.
". . . . He loves you." I sighed and nodded, turning my way to go into my room.
"Oh! And Scarlett." A smile creeped onto my face as I turned on my heel to face him again.
"Yes?"
"Your eye. Theres an ice pack in the freezer. Place it on your eye and apply pressure." I smiled and thanked him.
I casually walked downstairs and from the corner of my eye I saw a figure laying on the couch. I turned my head to see Matthews beautiful face snuggled into the couch. I sighed and continued my way into the kitchen, to the freezer.
I grabbed the blue ice pack and a kitchen towel from one of the drawers. I wrapped the ice inside of the towel and placed it gently on my right eye, remembering to apply a bit of pressure.
I again escorted myself upstairs and went into my bedroom. I didn't feel like doing anything or going anywhere. I just wanted to be alone. I went into my bathroom and took an enjoyable, long shower in the dark. It was much more calming and amusing for me. I cleaned every inch of my body before drying off and placing a pair of grey lounge sweapants with a black hoodie that had "Embrace the messy hair" in bold letters. I then added a pair of Nike Air Force to match the outfit.
I lazily walked out of my room for something to eat to find Carter doing the same.
"Hey boo" He greeted.
"watchya do-" He stopped when his eyes met mine. I had forgotten about the bruises on my face until now.
"what happened?" He asked. His face finally becoming more serious.
"look, I'm hungry and I don't feel like talking about it." I stated quickly crossing my arms over my chest.
"Well, come with me. You don't want to wake Matthew up, especially if he's hungover."
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Fanfiction// He might make her cry, but nobody makes her smile like he does. He might make her mad, but nobody can make her laugh like he does. He might stress her out but nobody makes her happier than he does. Although it may feel like the right thing to do...
