Beautiful Tragedy

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Scarlett's POV

The day after the incident with Luke, Andrea and Julie, I was allowed to go back to my dorm. I felt slightly guilty for the way I had treated Luke but Andrea and Julie didn't have to be total bitches about it.

My head was still spinning and I could barely process anything that was happening so I took my anger out on Luke, which I now realize, wasn't fair. But I don't think I'm going to apologise this time. I mean he hasn't called or visited me so far so he probably doesn't want to talk to me again, which is what I have wanted for so long.

But I still wonder what the hell is going on with Tom. I texted him several times and he hadn't bothered to reply. Maybe he knows that I know what he did to Luke that night, which is why he is avoiding me because he knows I'll get really mad. But I was in the hospital.

Maybe he didn't know.

But how could he not realize I was missing for like a week. And I did message him and call him. What, did he block me or something? He wouldn't do that... right?

I'll just go up to him later and ask him what the hell is going on with him. If that freak Luke could visit me in the hospital why can't he?

And what Andrea said about him with other girls. He wouldn't do that, would he?

As I stared at my bandaged head in the mirror I realized I had nothing that was going to match it. Just great. What matches and ugly bandage anyway? A hammer to the face. That is exactly what I need.

And deserve.

No I don't deserve it, I haven't done anything wrong. That was Luke, the freak, why does Julie even care. She was the one who told me to do whatever I could to get rid of him, even if it means being a total bitch to him. So why is she getting mad at me now? It's what she wanted. And now I'm free from that hot mess.

Those two will eventually come to their senses and realize that he doesn't deserve sympathy or compassion because he is a disgusting jerk who had spent every second in this school terrorizing me. Did they forget about the disgusting comments he would constantly throw at me?

I walked towards class while contemplating whether I should go and talk to Julie and Andrea but you know what, they should be apologizing, not me. I almost died and now they're leaving me. For that freak.

After classes, which I had to spend alone since every one decided to leave me just because I almost died, and for whatever reason Tom and his friends were ignoring me.

Luckily I managed to spot Tom at the eating hall together with his friends.

"Tom, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

"S-sure," he answered as I dragged him out of the hall.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

"I wasn't ignoring you, why would you say that? And... um... what happened to your head?"

"You haven't answered any of my calls or texts. And I fell, I think."

"My phone is in repair. You think?"

"Ya I can't really remember anything that happened," I told him as he nodded.

"Didn't you realize I was even gone?"

"Of course I did, I visited you every day in the hospital."

"No, Andrea and Julie was there every day after classes and they said they have not once seen you come."

"That's because I went during classes. Come on Scar, you know I have never actually gone to class."

"Really, you were there?"

"Of course I was there, it's just I don't think your friends like me. Especially the brunette one. She literally always give me this creepy ass glare so I thought that it would be extremely awkward if I was there together with them."

"Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore, they aren't talking to me."

"Why?"

"Apparently Luke had visited me every day and when I woke up and saw it I thought it was freaking weird so I snapped at him and now they're mad at him. Do you think what I did was so awful?"

"Definitely not, he deserved it."

I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders when I learned that Tom was okay with me. One less person in this school who hates me.

"Well, I gotta go meet up with a friend. I'll come to your dorm after this, okay?"

Tom's POV

Holy shit, she doesn't remember. Thank god, I could end up in jail if she decides to press charges. Now I have to just be extra careful when taking those stuff. But on the bright side, what is that red hair dude talking about when he basically called me a pussy?

I just got my girlfriend landed in the hospital and she's still with me. If that doesn't show how badass I am, what will right?

I need more from Ricky, it's running out fast. Another proof oh how not a pussy I am. That stupid red hair dude dared to underestimate me. Punk.

"Ricky, I need more."

"It's your third time this week. This shit can kill you."

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak."

"No way, you'll overdose and it'll be a police case. The whole school knows I'm the only supplier. I'll be ratted out for sure."

"Come on, I really need it. Name the price," I tried.

He looked around for a while, deep in thought, until something caught his attention.

"I want that," he said, pointing directly at Scar. Oh shit, out of everything. Why her?

"I can't do that. Besides, she would never agree to be with you."

"It doesn't matter, I'll settle that. Just keep your mouth shut when the news come out," he said handing me a packaged.

"What news?" I asked but by then he was already gone.

Luke's POV

After that incident in the hospital, Andrea and Julie had been following me everywhere and I had no idea why. I thought they hated me since I was a freak.

When they followed me to the gym to meet with Coach, he looked as surprised as I was. I told him everything that had happened in the hospital.

"So you're done chasing after the girl?" Coach asked.

"No way," I answered as the two girls scoffed.

"What could you possibly see in her?" Julie asked me.

Woah, last I checked they were best friends. What the hell happened?

"She's an angel."

"More like the devil," Andrea said.

"No she just acts that way. She's very nice, I know she is."

"Why her?" Coach asked me.

I have been asking myself that question for a long time. Why did I pick Scar to get attached to? At first I thought it was because she was perfect. Now I know she isn't but I still feel the same.

So I just shrugged.

"Come on, there are several other girls who aren't total bitches like Scar."

"She made one mistake. She had been unconscious for a week, she looked completely out of it when she woke up," I defended her for god knows what reason.

"Well if you say so. Now get your butt on the treadmill and start running," Coach instructed and I need.

I looked over to the two girls who had both identical looks on their faces. I couldn't tell what it is but I knew it wasn't good.