Not Okay

Let's Meet Up

The day after the party, I was thinking of how Luke's family must have felt when I ran out like that. Poor Liz was probably so confused. Shocked, maybe? Could she even be offended? I felt a bit guilty and decided to call her up.

I got her number through Luke and called her almost right after.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Uh, hi. It's Scarlett. I'm sorry for leaving so abruptly last night. I thought maybe today we could meet up so I can explain."

There was a pause for a second.

"Oh of course Scarlett dear!"
I gave her my address and waited for the lady to arrive.

Once she finally got to my house, we took our seats on my couch.

"I just wanted to apologize again for running out."
"It's alright honey, I understand."
I smile sweetly and think of what to say next.
"I take it Luke has told you my story," she nods when I mention it. "I hope you understand that I've been through a lot. I'm trying so hard to change for him, Liz. He means the world to me."

Mrs. Hemmings waved it off and smiled wide.
"Scarlett, what kind of woman do you think I am? I know that you've had some hard experiences and I'm honestly more worried for how Luke will treat you. I hope he knows how great you are."

This made me feel so much more safe and secure. We chatted about life for a while longer before she had to go meet up with another friend.
Once Liz left, I figured I should go out for some exercise. The temperature is very high, so I changed into a pair of spandex shorts and orange tank top. I applied some sunscreen and began jogging down the street towards the park.

I ran for about 4 miles in the park. I'm walking around slowly to cool down and stop by a cart to buy a water bottle. When I hand over my money and take the bottle in return, a strong hand whips me around.

I'm about to scream right then and there but Michael muffles my voice with his hand so nobody gets suspicious.

"Fancy seeing you here babe." He winks and smacks my butt with a smirk. "You look good when you're sweaty. Just like when I'm through with you at night." He chuckles at the dirty remark.

"What do you want from me Michael? Will you ever leave me alone?" His red hair has now faded into a more orangey color.

"I want you." The three words come out and bring out the tough side in me.

"Get away from me you PERV!" I growl as I kick him in the shins and run away as fast as I can in the opposite direction.