Well, my mom is famous

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A week later...

I'm laying in my bed like I do all the time... my phone is ringing it's probably my mom. My mom and Michael took on their "vacation."

I was sweating under my duvet but I was too tired to move. I try to reach out for my phone. I was just about to get it but then I tip it and it falls on the floor. I sigh out and sit up to get it. It's still bussing. I take the phone and put it up to my ear. "Hi, mom," I say trying not to sound like I just woke up. The time is 12 and she probably kill me if I'm still asleep. She hates when I ruin my sleep schedule too much. "Hey, honey." I hear her happy voice say. I smile to hear her so happy. "We just arrived in Italy !" She screams, "I know I've been here before but it's just live being here too much."

"That sound great, don't post or send me any photos!" I say in a strict voice making her think that there is something she doesn't know about. "Oh, what's wrong?" She asks. "I'll get jealous." I hear her laugh. "Oh scar I need to go now Michael is struggling a little with it, I don't even know what it is. He looks angry. OH FUCK! Bye scar love you!" She says and I hear a kiss sound and then she ends the call.

My smile fade as I realize she ended the call. I sigh my grandpa is coming over today, I'm excited I haven't seen her in a long time. I walk into my walk-in closet, I'm stripping school again today. I have been skipping for a week and someday I probably get kicked out. I bet that my grandma will comment on my skipping school and try to send me tomorrow. But I'm not ready, I don't know what there is to be ready for. Maybe see my best friend and maybe hear people talk about me when I walk by them. I take out some pants and a black shit and put a blazer over that. I'm going to make it look like I went to school, then my grandma will probably not ask about it.

My phone buss and I take it up. It's a message from grandma.

"Hi, hon not able to make it today, sorry I know you're excited about it, me too. But my plane was delayed and I will not be able to come until tomorrow."

Can the day be worse? I walk down to the kitchen and find some cereal, I hate these but my mom loves them so it's the only thing we have. I pour them up and put some milk on them. I find it extremely boring when it is this quiet. I turn on the speaker and put some Lena del Rey on. It'll probably not help with my mood but it's good music and I like it. I make myself a coffee and take a said at the table with my cereal and coffee. I scroll down Instagram and see have fun my friends are having while I'm sitting here. I scroll by a guy named Oscar on Instagram. He having a party and I see Nathan in the picture. I open his story. First, there is a video of him and someone else drinking Idk how many shots? The next one is him saying something but no one understands bc he's drunk. Then a video of Nathan pops up kissing a girl. I don't feel anything, why don't I feel anything? I try to see who he's kissing. I zoom in on her face. It's...

It's Maya.

Now I feel something. My heart feels like being strapped into a small piece and poured into the toilet a million times. "What the fuck." I whisper to myself. I hear the door open and a person walking into the kitchen.

"Hi, scar." I hear Nathan's voice say. I take a deep breath. I turn my phone off and look up at Nathan. I smile. "Hey, you wanna have a coffee?" I ask and stand up to make him a coffee. "No thanks." He says and looks confused at me. "Something else?" I ask and continue to walk into the kitchen. "No thanks, just ate."

"Come on Nath, we have some strawberries they a getting too old soon, and I can't eat them," I say opening the fridge. "Please Nath," I say and take the strawberries out of the fridge. He looks confused at me and takes his hand through his hair. He looks so attractive when he does that. And his green eyes staring right into my soul. "Well, now I can't say no," he say and walk up to me, and watch me cut the strawberries. I close my eyes as I cut the strawberries and the knife " accidentally" Slide Over my finger and cut some of it off. Not much but it starts bleeding like hell.

"OH FUCK Scarlett!" He says and takes my hand over to the sink he turns on the water and puts my hand in under. He finds a dish cloth and wraps it around my hand. He turns me round so I look at him, but he is way taller than me so I just end up looking straight into his chest. I can feel he wants me to look up at him. He kisses my forehead. I lean my head away from his kiss. I can feel that he's confused. He still holding the cloth around my hand, my one hand is around his. "What is wrong scar?"

"I don't think I can do this anymore," I say still looking straight at his chest. He takes a step away from me. I look up at him, he looks disgusted. "What do you mean?" He asks. "I mean this relationship."

"This relationship has done nothing wrong for you to end it!" He say very loudly. "Yes! From the start, from the very start, it broke me. When you told me you were poor. That you didn't have any money, but how can you then drive a very expensive car take me it to a very expensive hotel in Las Vegas and take me to a very expensive restaurants? How can it be that I have never seen your mom or dad? We always stay at my place never yours?" I say trying to hold in my teas. I'm not going to cry.

"That still doesn't give you any reason to break up with me. If you want to see my mom so bad, then I'll invite you over." He says and bangs his hand on the table. I crumble together to the loud sound his hand says when it hits the table.

"YOU KISSED MAYA AT A PARTY!!! YOU KISSED MY BEST FRIEND!" I scream waking closer to him.

"SHE KISSED ME FIRST!" He grabs my arm as he screams it.

"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP HER WHY DID YOU JUST SIT THERE LOOKING LIKE YOU ENJOYED IT?!" I ask trying to get free of his grip but he's strong and holds me tight. He pushes me into him and holds me tighter than before. I'm trying my hardest to get out of his grip. "Nathan it hurts," I say trying to wiggle out. He looks me deep in the eyes. He pushes me again a wall. "Nathan stop." I wiggle and I try to kick his leg. "Nathan I mean it stops! It hurts." I cry out. His head leans down and smells and kisses my neck. I try to push his head away from mine. "Stop Nathan." I cry. He slides himself up against me. I cry trying to wiggle out. "You are so attractive when your angry." He say lifts me, I try to kick him but I miss. He lay me on the table. His hands are holding tight around my wrist. And the rest of his body weight is holding my legs down. He puts my hands up over my head so he can hold them in one of his hands. I wiggle. "LAY STILL!" He screams. I get a shock. I can feel his hands move down to my pant and open them. They fall to the ground. I close my eyes. He leans his hips more and more against mine. I scream as I feel his penis on me. And try to get out of his grip. "No! No Nathan STOP!" I cry out.

He sticks his penis in me. I breath heavy in. It hurts so bad. I scream hoping someone hears me. Maybe Peter is near bc I knew my grandma wasn't coming. "Who you screaming to?" He breathed out. "There is no one there who can hear you." He says ad pushes himself harder into me. I close my eyes in pain. He knows it hurts. He goes faster and faster "NATHAN!!!" I feel him explode in me and the pain gets very bad. He loses his grip on me.

He crawls down from the table and takes his pants on. I open my eyes, I'm still laying on the table. I look at my hand and fold it out it's all white all the blood went out of them. I'm crying. The tears are running down my cheeks. "Hey, scar." Nathan Say and his face pops up in my sight. "You are going to date me or I'll make it'll worse for you. You don't tell anyone about this, or something very bad will happened." He says and the last thing I hear is him waking out of the front door.

R/N: well... bye