A Girl That Changed

Chapter 3

The inside of this dark basement cellar was rather spooky then composed like a den or recreation center. The temperature inside the room didn't fit to my likings. My breath showed signs of fog and the hem of my sleeves didn't offer any mere comfort than the hanging deer head did. At first, I hesistated walking around the room but then something hit me. I had to get out of this place before Scarlett and Carter found me. 

Why would Carter, out of all people be having sex with Scarlett? Did he not have a girlfriend already? Did she not have a boyfriend already? I thought.

Stop it, Kristen...you're only making a fool out of yourself by being jealous. I looked around the room and slowly skimmed every little detail that was put to make it this way. On the left side of one corner, I saw this old ancient jewelry box. I was curious, just flat on curious of what the box contained...so quietly without thinking I opened the box. Inside the pink and chocolate jewelry box held a dangling ballerina and a handsome prince twirling around notes. These notes of course weren't sold with the box together, somebody most have written them. I took a glimspe at the notes.

Dear Scarlett,

    I hate it when people call me Scar...so don't call me that. I think I like Carter...it's been going on since November. I can hardly look at Tristan anymore because I feel like I've cheated. I haven't kissed him or done anything with Tris ever since Carter and because I felt so guilty. I can't help myself, Carter is just so hot, and he can make a girl love him forever. So I accept him...Tristan, I love you still and I'll keep you to myself still....but I'll never let you know Carter. Carter's...my first love. Shh, hide this little secret alright, I don't know how to compose myself so I write to myself.

                                                                                                                               Love always,

                                                                                                                                  Scarlett

 I stared at the note for a long time because I was seriously mesmerized by it. How does that make sense?! Scarlett I've quoted this tons and tons of times but you won't listen. 'We accept the love we think we deserve.' That was a quote I read from the Perks of Being a Wall Flower. I enjoyed reading it very much actually. 

 What am I saying, I'm getting off topic!!! Hello?! Carter & Scarlett!! I thought.

I started to also walk around the basement again thinking of how I was going to get out of here and tell Tristan. That's when it happened, I stumbled upon this old rack of clothing and fell onto the stone ground.

"Ow!" I yelled resulting with a large thump on my head. Surely, Carter and Scarlett must have heard it from the first floor because my ears heard footsteps. You know my ears aren't wrong because they have a very keen sense of hearing. I was starting to panic as the footsteps growed louder as Scarlett and Carter were descending the stairs down to the basement cellar.

"What was that?" Scarlett questioned as she went down some marble tiled steps.

"I think I heard it from the basement," Carter's sexy voice implied.

I was about to hide but there was no where to hide...where was I supposed to go. This is ending really, really bad! I ran towards the locked door (it locked from the outside where Scarlett and Carter was).  I tried to stall time and push all my force and strength against the door. That didn't help I was slipping by the minute until I fell and landed on the ground.

That didn't go well as planned, I said rubbing my temple and hugging my knees waiting for the remarks about to be heard when they found me. Scarlett and Carter pushed the door open with all their force since before they couldn't open the door. They unlocked the basement cellar door and ran right in. Both of their jaws were open as their eyes landed on mine. 

Suddenly, the words I predicted came out of their mouths, "...Kristen?!"