Easy V ( The Scarlets ) *ON HIATUS*

6-- Bittersweet.

Taking a bath is a lot of fun. You can make bubbles and play with the little toy boats. When I was little, I would sprout out of the bathtub and pretend I was a monster, destroying the toy boats and (sometimes) the pretend people on the boats. It was so much fun.

Now, laying in the tub, bubbles around me, I felt at peace. Those memories were the times my parents were there all the time. I could almost pretend mom was coming to check up on me to see if I was still Alive.

Unfortunately, that's not who barged in my bathroom. It was Vince.

"Maria who was that?" he exclaimed. Clearly he was mad.

I just looked at him and went back to enjoying my bathtub. I smiled at the bubbles on my arms. I splashed him a little hoping he'd just relax. He didn't.

"Maria Evers tell me who that guy was that just left not too long ago!" he yelled. Like I didn't hear him the first time?

I was getting sick, and this shower was supposed to help me. Classic Vince to ruin a good thing. I stared at him again, and he looked defiant. Nothing would make him go away.

I cursed under my breath, mad at the fact that I forgot a towel. I didn't think anyone would barge into my house this late. It was half past noon. Shouldn't he be out with his friends or something??

"Close your eyes." I said.

"What? Why?!" he yelled. He was a lot more stupid than I gave him credit for. Everyone makes mistakes I guess.

I stood up and got out of the bathtub, not looking at Vince until I got my whole self out of the tub. I faced him, and he gaped at me. If this was before all the crappy stuff happened, I would have blushed, but Vince has been with a lot of girls. I think I might be the only virgin if he nailed me.

The thought made me laugh. He is so not touching me like this. So exposed.

His eyes raked my body, almost as if he was raping me right there. I was disgusted, and a little proud of my body. I was beautiful, I just always hid it because I didn't care how I looked. As long as everything worked, why would you need to do anything else?

"Ri-Ri.." he just kept looking at me. His eyes were lust-filled and I could tell he wanted me right there, but I laughed.

I laughed and laughed until I couldn't breathe, clenching my stomach and trying to breathe. "This is why I said to close your damn eyes." I smirked.

He didn't laugh. He only came closer and closer until his hands were on my shoulders. He looked down at me, and kissed me.

His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him, and I could feel him getting hard. It felt good. I pulled him closer, kissing him back and enjoying the feel of his hands on my skin. He felt amazing.

I pulled back, taking in a breath, while Vince moved down to my neck, trailing kisses down to my collar bone and softly grazing my skin, making me moan softly. I could feel his breath on my skin, making me shiver under his touch.

He carried me to the bed, putting me down gently, never stopping the kiss. I couldn't think straight, and everything started moving fast.

That's when I realized Vince's shirt was off did I realize that I didn't want him. Not anymore.

This was where it all started. Where Scarlet and he were caught in my bed. Where Vince could never look me in the eye and tell me what happened.

My room was tainted. And I realized I hated it.

I push him off me, got off my bed and grabbed a towel, dried off and put on underwear. That helped me think better. I pushed him out of my room, which led to him being out of my house, and I locked the door, not before telling him how I really felt.