Highly Addictive || Benny Rodriguez

✧one.༄

Though the young girl always found herself having intimate relationships with many of the neighborhood boys that were around her age, an overwhelmingly amount that she couldn't count them all off of her fingers. The title of 'Slut' was something Scarlett couldn't help but to think of it as the truth, gladly helping herself during her time home to any local boy who gawked her way, if they were attractive and nice. Her natural beauty captivated a lot of attention and she taken it to her advantage, wrapping them around her fingers until she got bored and eventually threw them away. Both of her friends told her it was a bad idea, but she never listened.

As you can tell, Scarlett's academy is very meticulous. Well, they did advertise for girls with bad manners or terrible behavior, but they held high expectations to control you and your actions. The school's main reason to be built were for the stressed parents who were at the end of their wits with their deranged teenage daughters, looking for a salvation to take their children in and to teach them life's basic necessities they were too lazy to do themselves.

Scarlett wasn't horrible towards her mother, but she knew that the death of her father crated a tear into their already rocky relationship. Her resistance towards her own mother only increased once she remarried, that's when she knew she had to accept the fact that her father was really dead. But she couldn't, and she didn't want to so Scarlett began acting out and lashing out at her newfound stepfather, to try and drive him away but he always stayed. It irked her in so many ways that the man was comfortable in his place in the Porter household, she told herself that he didn't deserve to replace her dead father.

Her mother sent her own daughter away when it was all getting too much, not knowing what else to do and she felt desperate. She signed Scarlett up for the boarding school because of her behavior towards her most recent husband, not liking that the girl couldn't accept the man that she loved. Helen Raechel Brasstin (Née Porter) was afraid of losing her daughter after just mourning over the father of her three children, she could see that Scarlett was spiraling and it disquieted her to an extent. After a tough decision, she made it final that Scarlett Porter was to reside and attend to the boarding school.

Much to her mother's dismay, Scarlett felt even more repugnance to the man that had made her and her mother's relationship fall apart.

At the ripe age of nine years old, Scarlett's biological father died in a tragic car crash, a drunk driver was speeding on the opposite of the road and hit Nikolas Gabriel Porter in a head on collision, causing him to pass from the impact. Her mind couldn't help but wonder, did he suffer? She hoped that he didn't, it was too horrifying to think that Nikolas spent his last breath on earth in pain, his last ever thought of his children and wife. Those were the type of images that had kept Scarlett up at night for the past five years since his death.

Nikolas Porter was a selfless, loving protector for Scarlett and she cherished the memories that she could still remember of him. It saddened her when she couldn't fully recollect the life with him as she grown older with age, creating havoc in her mind to try and scrape them out from the fog. She demanded her mother for pictures to memorialize the first man she ever loved, not wanting his face to erase from her memory. Scarlett always knew that her father loved her deeply, the two kindled the day she was born and they couldn't be separated since, that is until his death.

The daughter seemed it to be unfair for anyone to take her fathers rightful place in the Porter family, the man of the house. Unfortunately for the hopeful girl, things didn't go her way, her feelings getting crushed after finding out her mother was getting married again, moving past her husband's death, the father of all of her children. Scarlett vowed to never get close to her new stepfather, her loyalty to her father would always come first. She didn't see the need of the man, finding it comfortable with just herself, her two brothers and her mother, she didn't want or need another 'dad'. Where was all of this individualism her mother drilled into her head ever since she could practically walk?