Two of A Kind

chapter 8

                               Scarlett's pov

It's been three years since I've liked Elijah. Seeing Abigail walk into the school with his arm around her a couple weeks ago made me and Summer furious.

I've always wanted to be with Elijah, despite the fact that he had a girlfriend for two years but I honestly didn't care. She doesn't love him the way I do.

"What do we do with Abigail?" I ask Summer.

"How the hell am I suppose to know?" Summer yells a bit. "You're the one coming up with all these ideas"

"Because she stole Elijah from the both of us. They don't belong together"

Summer just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. We walk to the cafeteria where we head out of the building and see Abigail beating the shit out of Ashley.

"What the hell!" I yell rushing to the two of them. Ashley's friends stop recording and run away, not wanting to be caught by the security guards. They were nowhere to be in sight. That's why nobody pulled Abigail off.

The two were going at it. Abigail had Ashley's head down and start throwing punches at her head. I was stunned by this. Me and Summer had never seen that side of Abigail.

Pulling Abigail was hard. She was still trying to hit Ashley but she was clearly bruised up. Abigail seemed fine.

"What we're you two fighting about?" I asked her curiously.

"Elijah. She saw the two of us holding hands this morning and confronted us about it"

I look over at Summer and fold my arms, scoffing. "Back at it again with Elijah? Abigail! You know I like him"

"You and Summer both befriended me. Some friends you two are. I missed the bus. Excuse me"

But I shove Abigail right back to where she standing. "You're not going anywhere"

Abigail scoffs. "Let me by, Scarlett!"

Summer shakes her head slowly. "Stay away from Elijah. We're letting you off with a warning"

"You two are crazy. Why are you so obsessive over him?" Abigail asks us.

"He's the cutest boy in the school" Summer says.

"Ashley doesn't think so" Abigail says with a raised brow.

I glance at Summer once more and then back at Abigail. What was she talking about? I mean we all know Ashley's a little too close to Noel.

"Ashley confessed her love for Noel, and I got it on tape. I'm going to show Elijah"

Abigail continued to make her way to us to pass through the doors and cold shoulder me. She left me stunned there and not knowing what to do. So she had been in love with Noel this whole time. I knew it. Everyone had a feeling Ashley did.

Abigail's pov:

My parents definitely found out about the fight once I arrived home. The school ended up calling them when I was walking home.

"Did you win?" Mt dad asked.

"That's the last question we should be asking her. Fighting is never okay" my mother says. My dad nods like he's disagreeing with her without her knowing and I laugh to myself and smile.

"Why were you two fighting?" My dad asked.

"Was it about a boy?" My mom asked.

"No" I lied. "Of course not I know better"

"Then why fight with this girl?" My mom says still looking at me with a disappointment look in her face. I felt bad. Not for Ashley but for my parents.

"It's just the type of person Ashley is. She likes to fight people and she targeted me that day"

"I see. Let's not let it happen again" my mom says. My mom was always more stricter in situations than this. My dad fought when he was younger so he was okay with me defending myself in a situation like this.

"We will talk to later about this" my mom says. I walk away and could hear my parents talking in hushed voices.

I open the door and see Elijah. What the hell was he doing in my room? And how did my parents not see him!

"Sup, princess?" He says with a smirk on his face. He's on my bed and leaning in towards me. Fuck, he looks so good. I drop my bag and slowly walk towards him.

"Remove your top" he tells me, trailing his fingers up my body. I do as he says, revealing my bra and me just in jeans and boots. His eyes scans me up and down.

"I want you, Elijah"

"I want you to, Abigail. You're all I ever wanted"

Removing my jeans, he lets out a soft groan and I sit on his lap, moving my hair to the side and smiling at his lips.

This was it. Could I potentially have sex with my best friend?