"What the hell happened?" Lola yelled, closing her car door.
"Erica happened. She must've did this shit while I was with Natalie."
I ran my hands down my face with a loud groan. Lola peeked inside, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Good news is, she didn't break in or fuck anything up in there. Bad news is, the bitch still came on your property," Lola said, running a hand down her face. "So, what do you want to do?"
I hummed quietly then walked in the house, heading straight to the closet. Swinging the door open, I grabbed my metal bat and twirled it a bit in my hand before walking out again.
"Get in the car," I told her while sliding in the drivers side.
I caught her smirking before she hopped in the passenger side, bouncing in the seat. Once the car started, I put it in drive, reversing out of the driveway then speeding off. My hand was gripping the wheel so hard, my knuckles were turning white.
While I was driving, I had Lola text Jason to make sure he had bail money, just in case we get arrested. Was I being dramatic? Who knows, but Erica messed with the wrong bitch.
Not only did she come on my property, she vandalized my house and my best friends car. She went too far.
"Scarlett, breathe," Lola spoke up, making me glance in her direction.
"Fuck that," I muttered, glancing at my phone. "Shit, Carter's calling. Answer for me."
She nodded and grabbed my phone, placing it on her ear.
"Hey, Carter! How's it going, buddy?"
I quickly pursed my lips shut when I snorted and focused on the drive ahead of me. Lola kept Carter busy on the phone while I finally made it to Erica's place. Without hesitation, I grabbed my bat and stepped out of the car.
"Scarlett- shit!" Lola swore as I slammed the door closed.
I walked up her driveway, spinning the bat in my hand and cracking my neck. Her lights were beaming through the window, so obviously she was home. Glancing at her, I swung the bat towards the window, shattering the glass and watching some pieces fall towards the ground.
"Erica!" I called out, swinging it again but this time, breaking her rearview mirror.
Walking around the car, I swung at the headlights, her windshield, and her passenger side window. That's when I heard the front door slam open and she came running out, her eyes wide.
"What the hell are you doing?! That's my car!" She yelled.
"Did you think about that when you violated my shit? No, you didn't!" I yelled back.
"You started this! You're the one who ended things with me! It's called getting even!"
"It's not about getting even, Erica! You manipulated me, you abused me mentally and physically! Hell, you cheated on me and that asshole is probably in your house!"
"What I do in my house is none of your damn business. You signed up for this and guess what... you're stuck with it," she mumbled the last part, creeping closer.
"You don't have that power over me anymore... and you never will again," I told her, breaking her back window.
"You bitch! Get the fuck away from my car!"
"Stay the fuck away from my house! I mean it!"
She glared at me before running back inside and slamming her door closed. I went back to my car and slammed the door shut, groaning loudly.
"You alright?" Lola asked, catching my attention.
"No, I-..." I trailed off, sighing and running my hands down my face. "God, I need to punch something."
"In that case, let me drive. I don't need you killing us."
We switched seats, then Lola drove off, sneaking glances at me. I stared out the window, bouncing my leg and keeping my hands clenched. My heart was racing and I could feel tears threatening to leave my eyes. Even after we're broken up, she manages to affect me and I despise her for that.
Everything she says or does, it's like she aims them at my weak points. She knows exactly what to say to knock me down and I hate that. I let her in so much and now she knows how to knock me down. It hurts... bad.
"Scarlett," Lola called out.
When I looked at her, I noticed I was crying. I'm just now feeling the tears.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, wiping my eyes.
"Don't apologize, Scar. It's okay."
When that word 'okay' left her mouth, I let out a broken sob and allowed more tears to spill. She pulled me to her and wrapped her arms around me firmly, and I didn't even hesitate to do it back. I cried into her shoulder as she rubbed my back in continuous circles.
"Let it out, I'm right here."
I hugged her tighter, gripping the back of her shirt and letting out sobs back to back. When I felt I couldn't let out anymore tears, I slowly pulled away and leaned back against the seat. I stared out the windshield, looking at all of the graffiti on my house. With a shake of my head, I stepped out of the car and took out my keys, unlocking them opening the door.
Lola followed behind as I walked inside and went straight to my room. I shut the room door then fell onto the bed, wrapping my arms around my pillow. That's when I let out more cries, but this time they were more silent. My pillow was getting soaked with my tears and my body trembled with every sob.
I managed to change into sweatpants and a tank top in the middle of my crying. Now, I was just holding the tear soaked pillow and staring at the blank wall in front of me.
I caught the sound of my room opening, but there was no point in looking. It was either Lola or Jason asking what was wrong.
"Hey, Red."
Okay... maybe there was a point in looking.
I wiped my eyes then turned around, sniffling when I saw Carter standing in my door way. He frowned slightly then shut the door before joining me in the bed. His arms went to my waist as he pulled me closer, cupping my cheeks.
"Baby, what's wrong? You look like you've been crying for hours."
"Believe or or not, it's been shorter," I choked out in a chuckle then sniffling again. "I-I'm
okay."
"Red, don't tell me you're okay when you're looking at me with red and puffy eyes. Talk to me," he said, rubbing gentle circles in my cheek with his thumb.
"I-I'm pretty sure you saw how the outside of my house looked. That was Erica... she did that while I was with Natalie today. So, when I got pissed, I went to her house and destroyed her car. B-But the way she talked to me and looked at me... it's like she knew exactly where to hit me," I explained, beginning to zone out.
"It's like memories started flooding back and I just... fell. I was out of it on the way back here and the crying started there. And well... here I am," I said, sniffling again. "I'm sorry... I am such a fucking mess."
"You're my mess," Carter replied, kissing my forehead.
I looked at him with slightly wide eyes, and he was looking back at me with a smile.
"Fuck her. You don't owe her anything, Red. She did nothing but make your life a living hell and now she's jealous of the happiness you're finally getting and always deserved. She wants you to be miserable like her... and we both know that's never happening."
"But-"
"But nothing. Listen to me, Red. You deserve the world after everything you've been through. I'll give it to you, even if I die trying."
"I'm not the only one who deserves the world, Carter," I told him. "You've been hurt too, and I promise... you'll never feel that again."
He kissed my forehead then moves his lips down to mine, pulling me closer. My hand went to his arm, slightly gripping it while one went to the back of his neck. Carter held my waist tighter, pulling me on his lap and moving his hands to my lower back.
I let out a quiet hum as I slowly pulled back, running my fingers through his hair. He stared into my eyes, licking his lips before kissing the corner of mine. We laid back, his head went to
my chest and one of my legs went around his waist. His arms were securely wrapped around my waist and he let out a satisfied sigh as his eyes fluttered closed.
I let my sleepiness take over and felt my body relax as my eyes shut closed, seeing darkness.