Denial

ch.12

Scarlett's Pov.

Fuck. I groan as I toss and turn in bed with the worst headache ever. I rub my eyes and look at the ceiling for a good 10 minutes before finally getting up and dressed to go work out. I've been keeping up with my strict 'no eating' diet and my gym workouts.

I put on my nike grey sports bra and black sweats with a white v-neck. My workout shoes are kept in the gym for the reason that that's all I use them for so I don't find the use in taking up extra space just for workout shoes. I walk out of my door to find the hall completely empty.

I shrug at the thought maybe Harry finally quit. I rush off to the gym to see that it's 7:30 and I'm supposed to meet my trainer at 7:35. The gym is on the other side of the palace so I run there.

First part of my workout I guess. I get to the gym all out of breathe and unfortunately greeted by a laughing Harry. Great, just dandy. Exactly what I needed right now. I give a sarcastic smile and walk past him knocking into his shoulder.

After what seems like forever, Regina comes in totally out of breath which catches off guard.

"What's wrong reg?" I ask nervously.

"Your mom needs to speak with you. She have me swift instructions to have you in her office now. I brought you some clothes. Can't have her waiting now can we" she says while handing me clothes. I scold and look at her, "And my bra?" I ask .

She slaps her forehead but quickly slurs. "No need, just put on the tank-top and the cardigan. Oh and the jeans in the bathroom. Hurry. " she demands.

I do as I'm told. I look at my outfit and see that some sweat has leaked through the shirt. "God dammit" I curse. I walk out and rush out of the gym. Harry turns and gives me the look to follow him. I do so and we walk quietly. It's a long way to the queens office and the gym so it usually takes about 3 minutes or so.

"I can get a clear view of your tits you know" Harry says, interrupting the silence. I smirk as I look down noticing that you can clearly see my nipples.

"Oh shush, you love it" I say giggling. He looks back and gives me a genuine smile. Oh lord he has dimples. Jesus. And those pearly white teeth. Holy shit calm down hormones. I quickly cover my boobs with my cardigan and fold my arms across my chest.

We get to the office and I take a deep breathe before I walk in. Here I go, into the lions den. Harry notices my hesitation and slowly nods, "Heard it's bad. Something about, the partying?" He says just to mock me. I mentally prepare myself for a speech on how I'm irresponsible and how she asks herself everyday of I'm her biological daughter. As if I don't ask myself that same question everyday.

I walk in to instantly regret it.
"You should be ashamed"