Beautiful Tragedy

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Luke’s POV

I woke up with the very familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach that today was not going to be a good day. But then again I get it every day.

I dragged myself to the shower before throwing on one of the shirts Coach had bought for me yesterday. It was sleeveless making my flabby arms looked absolutely horrid in them. So I took it off and pulled on a hoodie that covered by figure. It may not be the most attractive thing but it shall do for now.

I opened the door and was about to head out to get breakfast when I saw Scarlett Jackson, in all her glory, standing in my doorway with her fist raised, about to knock on MY door.

“Hey Scarlett, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to not sound too excited that she had actually came to visit me.

“I actually want to apologise for what I said yesterday. You are not a freak, you’re just different. A good kind of different. Definitely not freaky in anyway. I hope you are not mad at me or anything.”

“No, why would I be. You could call be freak whenever you want, it’s true anyway.”

“Luke, trust me, you aren’t a freak.”

“Okay. I know you are lying and everything just so I don’t feel bad but it’s fine. I wouldn’t really mind you calling me a freak. I mean you are Scarlett Jackson. Call me whatever you want.”

“No Luke, you can’t do that. I had no right to call you one and you should be mad at me. You are supposed to hate me because I’m a heartless bitch.”

“You are not a… that thing Scarlett. You’re the kindest angel I have ever met.”

“Luke, you don’t know me that way. You keep assuming I am the way your mind has made me out to be but trust me, I am far from it. There is more that meets the eye with everyone. I’m not the person you think I am.”

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m not. I’m not that angel you think I am. I don’t do any of the stuff you think I do.”

“Yes, you don’t know how perfect you are Scar. You are just insecure.”

“No Luke, I’m not a nice person.”

“You are to me. Not many people are nice to me. That’s why we are perfect for each other.”

“I’m not nice to you Luke. I laugh when the boys beat you up. I talk shit about you most of the time. I seriously hate your guts. The only reason I came to apologise to you in the first place was because I was afraid your freaky ass would suddenly commit suicide because of the things I said to you and I didn’t want to be responsible for your death. And we are NOT perfect for each other. Move on and find another girl because I will never be with a retard like you.”

With that she stalked off. I was frozen in shock, tears threatening to fall.

No Luke. She doesn’t mean that. Tom threatened her to say it for sure. She would never say something like that. She’s an angel, my angel.

Oh who am I kidding?

I let the tears flow down my face as I ran in the direction of the gym before anyone else saw me and decides to make a comment about me. I don’t think I can take any more today.

“Why is it every time you come meet me you are in tears? What did you do know? Did you talk to Scarlett?”

“She came to my dorm to apologise.”

“Then why are you crying Luke?”

“Because she said she would never want to be with a retard like me. I know Tom must have made her say that with his satanic voodoo doll but it still hurts.”