i said you are all i need, yeah // k.s.

Chapter 34: Making Decisions

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*Scarlet's POV*

It's been a few days since I last talked to my mom, and I'm still debating on whether or not I was going to forgive her.

I know that she said her and dad are sorry, but it's just not that easy to forgive someone for doing something so hurtful like that. She really did hurt me, and I'm not able to forgive her so quickly. Still, she is my mother, so I guess I have no choice but to give her a chance, no matter how badly I don't want to.

"Hey babe, what are you doing?" Keaton asked me curiously, as he walked into the livingroom and plopped down beside me on the sofa.

"Just thinking.." I answered slowly, biting down gently on the bottom of my lip.

"About what?" He scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him.

I sighed. "My mom.."

He sighed, smoothing out my blonde hair at the top of my head soothingly. "I'm going to support whatever your decision is, Scarlet. I'm here for you no matter what."

I smiled at that. Is he perfect, or what? "I love you so much, Keats. You are perfect, you know that?" I leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. 

He chuckled lightly. "Nah, I think you're the one that's perfect."

I blushed a crimson on my cheeks. "Thanks, babe. You're the cutest."

He shrugged, hiding a grin. "I know I am."

I rolled my eyes, and smacked him lightly in the shoulder. "You're an idiot."

He gave me a puppy dog face. "But I thought you just said I was cute?"

I shook my head. "Nope! I lied," I joked.

"That's not very nice."

I shrugged. "I'm not very nice."

"You are in bed," Keaton said with a toothy smile, and I gasped.

"Keaton! You are such a perv!" I exclaimed while giggles escaped my lips. Oh Keaton. What ever happened to my sweet, innocent boyfriend?

"Hey, I'm just stating the truth!" he laughed, throwing his hands up in the air innocently.

That boy.

"Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" Wes entered the room with Caitlyn beside him, a grin plastered on his lips.