Well, my mom is famous

Don't know what to call this chapter

6 days later.
Scarlett POV:
I wake up with a set I'm sweating and my heart is pounding. I have been waking up in the middle of the night since that day Nathan was here. I've been having nightmares or something, I really don't know. I don't remember any of the dreams there that have made me wake up like this. I put my head back on the pillow hoping I'll get the last 4 hours of sleep I need to get.

Grandma has decided that we need to relax today cause she was also used up. So maybe I'll be able to sleep long. She have planned this whole week where we needed to do all kinds of stuff. And she didn't even ask why I wasn't in school. I should probably get back to school soon. But at the same time, I don't want to. I don't have any friends there anymore and I don't think I'm ready to see Nathan yet. I close my eyes and sing myself a song good night, and the only thing on my breath so I don't start overthinking. That is like one of my talents. I slowly get tired and fall asleep.

"Honey are you awake?" I hear my grandma ask knocking on the door. I turn around so I look at her.
"Yeah" I try to say, but it sounds crazy, like an old man.
"Someone is here to see you, should I let them in or say they need to wait?"
"Who is it?"
"A very handsome gentleman." She says. A very handsome gentleman?
"Yeah let him in." I sit up in my bed when my grandma leaves I notice I'm not wearing much clothes and I just let my grandma let a boy into my room or a handsome gentleman. I fall out of my bed still having my legs on it and looking all over the floor for my bra. It's laying in the middle of the floor. I try to reach out for it but end up falling down from the bed.
"Ouch!" I say to myself and take to my arm where I landed. I fast take my bra on and find some night pants. I hear a knock on the door. And then I lock it open. I turn around to the door.
Nathan
I turn back around so my back faces him.
"Will you please leave?"
"No."
"Nathan... please leave!"
"Hmhm," I can hear in his voice that he shakes his head while saying it. I breathe in and turn around to see him, but I end up looking down at the floor. It's like my eyes force my head to not look in his direction.
"Scar, listen to me, I'm really sorry about what I did, I didn't mean to! Believe me, it was a very bad day for me and I was angry." I finally force my head to look up at him.
"Angry about what?"
"Scar I'm sorry!" He say like he didn't hear my question.
"Angry about what!?"
"Just something my dad said to me, nothing more." He says I can feel on him that he wants to ignore this question.
"What did he say?" I don't really care, but he doesn't wanna talk about it, it probably hurt him.
I want him to feel hurt.
"Scar I really don't wanna talk about it."
"Just take me as a therapist, I'll listen." I try to look at him in a caring way, but it's hard.
He looks at me confused. A silent "okay." Come from his mouth. I can see in his eyes he doesn't want to do this. "I don't know where to start?"
"Where were you?"
"At my mom's."
"Well, how did your dad talk to you then? Calling, visiting?"
"I was at my mom's when my phone rang and it was my dad. He hadn't called me in years, not sent a single message to say happy birthday, or send a letter. He had totally ignored me for years or he have forgotten me. But yeah he called and ask me for money. I could hear on him he was some kind of drunk." Oh so maybe Nathan has his wild manners from his dad. I smile at him trying to make him comfortable. I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Why did he ask for money?"
"Well, probably for drugs or something, but I said no and he got angry at me and started treating me. Saying that he will kill my mom and take all his money back. And all my stepdad's money. He also said that my mom was a whore and a gold digger. I got angry and..." he looks down on his feed. I can feel how sad he is and how hurt he is.
It makes me smile and laugh loud inside myself.
"... I got angry and that anger must have gone beyond you."
I feel my anger go through my body. He didn't wanna tell me this but he wanted his anger to affect me. I can feel how my hands wanna smack him across his pretty face.
"I know you're angry." He says
I look him deep in the eyes.
"And I give you my full respect for it. And I'll give you space to take your time, but I want you to hear me again cause I wasn't sure you were fully alive when I said it to you the first time." I look at him wanting to hit him harder than he hurt me.
"If you ever tell anyone about what happened it will get worse, and maybe even more painful than last time." He looks at me with strict eyes holding my hand. I twist my hand out of his. I look angry at him. But inside I'm scared.
"I think you need to go now!" I say and stand up to follow him out of my room.

After some time
I walk down to the kitchen. My grandma has made breakfast and is sitting reading the newspaper. She looks at me as I pour up some breakfast and sits down beside her.
"Well, what did you and the handsome sweet gentleman talk about?" Now Sweet too?
"Not much."
"Well, he spend pretty much time up there." She says and smirks. I look at her, she thinks we had sex...
"Well, we talked a little about... well, he had some 'drama' to get out with." I try to talk her out of her thoughts of us having sex.
"Drama?"
"Just school stuff, very boring!"
She still smirks but then continues reading the news.
"See there is your mom!" she says and points at a picture of mom and Michael in the newspaper with a pig title.
Lady Gaga was seen with a new boyfriend!