The Decision.

Chapter Fifteen

Excuse the errors, this was done partly on phone ;)

Song Of Chapter: No curtain Calls Maroon 5 :)

As the wind continue's to blow into my direction, I stand there in shock. What the hell happened to him? I groan, knowing I have no choice but to let him in.

I sigh but moving away from the door, he smiles slightly as he walks past me. Giving him a glare as he walks past, as he sees the glare his smile vanishes from his face.

Grabbing him by the shoulders, I force his shoulders down so he is sat down oppposite me. He looks up, sighing I walk over to the cabnet picking up the first aid kit I walk back over him sitting down again.

He watches me intensely as I sit down next to him. Running my hand across his cheek, I grab a disinfectinct wipes as I glide it out over his cut above his eye brow.

Biting my lip as I remove it from his eyebrow, doing the other things that are necessary I walk over to the freezer before picking up a frozen bag I place it on his cheek before he places his hand over mine, letting our touch linger slightly I remove my hand from his touch before I turn around packing up the first aid kit I put it back into the cabnet.

He sighs as I move away from him, not looking back I place hands on the marbel counter top. "Why are you here Scott? What happened to you?" I ask, not looking back.

I hear him stand up, before his hands are covering mines. "I came here to apologize for the other night" He replies softly towards me.

I sigh before turning aroubd and removing my hans from underneath his. "Scott, I need more time. Can you give me more time?" I ask him.

He shrugs his shoulders, but nods his head. "Yeah, sure if thats what you need and want?" He asks, turning around and raising his eye brow.

I nod my head, "Yes Scott, it is" I reply, turning my head slightly at the other direction.

I hear him sigh before he removes his hand from the counter top. "Okay, if that's what you want. I should be off, thanks for helping me out Gemma" He replies, before walking to the front door.

I turn around when he opens the door, "Scott before you leave, can I ask how you got into the fight?" I ask him, looking at his face. His pink lips that were in a smile a few minutes ago are into a frown.

He frowns when I ask him, he turns at me. "Bar fight, the guy was at least twenty-five and I am seventeen. So that never turned out well" He replies to me, staring out into space.

I look at him, giving him a smile. "Okay, why did you fight can I ask?" I question him, un-sure wether to go forward, or backwards from him.

He shakes his head, "I don't want to talk about it, Gemma. Please, leave me alone. I have to go, text me when you are ready to forgive me Gemma" He replies, before leaving me alone in my own thoughts and tears, the tears of anger and disturbed sadness.

He slams the door, I sink down to the floor. Maybe that was the last goodbye I got. The last smile on his face, I should of accepted his apology and forgave him, but then when I think about it, I didn't think at that time I should of forgive him for what he did. He believed her, but I will let him make-up for it.

Sighing, I slide down onto the floor, and I drown in my own tears of sadness.

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It has been four days since Scott left me to make my decision. The decision was hard, day one I left myself in my thoughts and tears, leaving the food to try cheer me up which lead to being over-dosed on fatness.