I was shivering. I gulped loudly. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. My entire being froze to the spot.

"WHAT ON THE EARTH IS GOING ON HERE?! JAMES!!!" Aunt stella barged in. Shouting.

"What the hell are you doing here? And why are you pointing gun at scarlett? Put it down" She panicked. She was clearly terrified by the scene created by my father.

"Oh hello to you too stella. Well, i think i should shoot both of you. After all you are the one who encouraged her to move out of house." He said.

"You need help james. You are clearly out of your fucking mind." She gritted out.

"Just shut up. Both of you. I will pull the trigger if you keep spitting bullshit from your mouth." He barked.

"I want you back scarlett. I'm giving you three days. If you are not back by then you will regret every fucking minute of your pathetic little life." He spat and lowered the gun. Me and aunt stella sighed in relief.

"I am not coming back." I yelled with equal amount of hatred in my voice and went to my room straight. I was exhausted, physically and mentally. I could again hear the shoutings from downstairs followed by loud banging of door. I did not pay much heed to it. I got lost in chain of thoughts until i dozed off.

I woke up as aunt stella shook me roughly.

"Morning." I whispered, My voice still hoarse from sleeping.

"Morning honey. Cm'on get up you slept in your jeans and top." She said while getting up. "Be down for breakfast." And she left.

I hummed lazily and shuffled to bathroom. I showered with my favourite lavender scented shampoo and put on some maroon off-shoulder top and black leggins. I jogged downstairs. I was in no mood to talk with anyone. Already so many things are wrong and just for cherry on top of cake my father showed up.

She placed plate filled with waffles and berry syrup. I silently took it and began to eat. I left half of my food in plate because i was so full. Honestly i hated it when someone wasted food but today was different case.

I retrieved by belongings from my room and paced down. I gave aunt stella a half-hearted hug. She smiled sympathetically at me. She knew what i was dealing with. This was best thing about her, she always read my like an open book.

I began walking out when my mind wandered off to micheal. I couldn't bring to stop myself from his thoughts. No matter what facade i put on, i would always fall far him. Over and over again. But as soon as the thought entered my mind i shooed it off and put on an emotionless mask.

I walked the school corridoor in silence while few students were making fun of me. The paint on my lockers hadn't been removed. I sighed loudly and decided not to care.

Finals were nearing and i was more than glad. Once school was over i would leave this place and take my college somewhere far away from all these people.

I walked into class and sat in corner. Thankfully i didn't see micheal, rebeccah or any of their minions. But some part of me was disappointed on not seeing the handsome asshole's face. I rolled eyes at myself.

The bell rang signifying that lecture was over and i practically skipped off outside. Decided to visit library instead of attending boring lectures. I took my favourite book ' wuthering heights' and sat in farthest corner of library by the window where no one would bother me.

I got lost in book and lost track oftime. By the time i came back to real world sun was already down the hill. Birds were returning to their home and sky was blend of oranges, reds and blue. I borrowed book from librarian on my card and decided to read it in night.

I was glad that day went fairly well but immidiately my father's word rung in my mind.' I want you back scarlett. I'm giving you three days. If you are not back by then you will regret every fucking minute of your pathetic little life.' I sighed in fear and frustation. I had two days before my father does something awful. One day was already gone like a puff of smoke. There was this nagging feeling in my stomach making me giddy. My mind was in complete chaotic state leaving me in frenzy of thoughts where millions of them hit me left and right.

The bus ride seemed short probably because i got lost again in deep thinking. Seriously if i keep thinking these things frequently i will surely become grandma before i hit my thirties. I was irritated with my own thinking.

Aunt stella was in living room. She smiled when i sat beside her. I was tired.

"What have you thought?" She asked suddenly. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion

"About?" I asked slightly.

"Your further education of course." My mouth made 'o' shape. "As we spoke earlier i want to take interior designing course. Maybe I'll skip College and pursue the course directly if that's possible."

"Sounds good. I'll ask for the procedures" She exclaimed.

"What will happen day after tomorrow? I still hadn't contacted father." I blurted out. Fear and hesitation evident in my tone.

She rested the hand on top of mine and gave a comfortable squeeze and smiled gently.

"Don't worry sweetpea, if he gets out of hand we will call police. He won't touch single strand of your hair." She assured me with firm gaze. I nodded in response.

Ackward silence enveloped us as we sat there. I was shifting uncomfortably in my seat.

"How are things between you and that boy? What's his name again, micheal isn't it?" She spoke with utter serious tone, startling me with her question. All the thoughts regarding micheal came crashing down on me again. I felt heavy. The atmoshpere in room choked me.

I let out a breath and replied, " Not good i guess. I don't know how to put it. He is to be honest so confusing. But one thing i am sure, he hates me with his seven lives." By the time i was finished with my statement tears brimmed my eyes so i shut them quietly and inhaled sharply to calm the fuck down.

She patted my back slowly and explained that apparently that boy is not worth the pain i'm going through.

I opened my eyes and weirdly she talking about him like this didn't make me feel good. But she was only trying to support me so i kept quiet. No way in hell i am going to breakdown on any damned cost.

Just then my phone bepeed with a text. And yes suddenly not-so-good feeling came with it. I knew something bad was going to happen. Gathering my thoughts i opened message with shaky breathes.














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