"Gracie" They both said simultaneously.
"Why would you try and kiss me?" Scarlett shouts. "Why would you lean in?" Morgan shouts back.
"You have a girlfriend! And I didn't lean in!" Scarlett shouts gathering her papers and slamming herself in her chair.
"Just go, don't make things worse for miss model" Scarlett snaps. "Why are you so jealous? You mad I moved on? You should move on too scar!" He shouts.
"I ain't jealous of that bitch! She's an asshole to me so I hate her in general! And I'll move on when I wanna move on!" She yells back.
"Don't call her an asshole! Maybe your the asshole!" He shouts, a look of hurt comes across Scarlett's face. She puts her face in her hands and starts to cry.
"Scarlett- I- I'm-"
"Go" she mutters sternly.
"But scar- I-"
"Go! What part of go don't you understand?" She shouts.
Morgan walks out and she packs her things. She walks to her bus and locks the door immediately breaking down as she hit the floor.
Micheal knocks on the door. "Scar? You in there?" He asks. "One second" she mutters picking herself up from the floor.
She opens the door. "Hey- woah, you ok?" He asks. She shakes her head and begins to cry again.
"What happened? Are you hurt?" He asks holding her on his shoulder.
"Morgan, he- he said some stuff" She wept. "Like what? You can talk to me" He reassures. She explained everything.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it, he just got angry, maybe I was being an asshole"
"No, no, don't say that you weren't being an asshole"
Scarlett wipes her tears and gets up to redo her makeup. "You still going?" He asks.
"It's my job Micheal, I have too" She replies throwing her Carhartt jacket on and sliding her cowboy boots under her jeans.
She walks backstage her ray bans hiding the insane amount of tears she'd cried. "Here" she mutters handing Morgan his microphone. "Down" she instructs putting his earpiece in his ear.
"Listen scar, I-"
"Your on" she mutters pushing towards the stage.
He reluctantly runs out on stage Scarlett sits next to it. After his set he runs off and she gathers the equipment.
"Can we talk?"
"What's there to talk about? I'm an asshole" Scarlett mutters. "Your- your not, I didn't mean it" He says placing his hand on her shoulder.
She swats his hand away fighting tears as she continues working. "I'm sorry Scar, I'm not losing you again" He says. A tear falls down her face and lands on the piece of paper below her.
"I say shit I don't mean you know that" he mutters. "You meant it... but your right, I'm an asshole and I've accepted that" she replies.
"Scar, no, please don't say that, I promise your not" he reaches for a hug but she stops him. "I need a minute" she says wiping the tears from her face and walking away.
Morgan throws his hat on the floor in frustration. "Shit!" He shouts. Micheal walks in. "Dude what the hell?" He asks.
"I screwed up Micheal! I screwed the hell up!" He shouts. "Jeez man what dumb shit did you say now?" Micheal asks.
"I hurt scar, again! Again... it should've never happened once! But here I am! Tearing down everything we built back! Right when I earned her trust I broke it, just like that, I'm such a fool Micheal" He ranted voice breaking the more he spoke.
Scarlett is in the opposite room and heard it all. Part of her wanted to run in and hug him. The other half told her not to.
Her head hits her hands as she starts to cry again. Morgan hears her and knocks on the door. "Come in" she mutters. He walks in staying silent and sits next to her.
His arms wrap around her limp body holding her as tight as he could. "I'm sorry, for.. everything.." he apologized rubbing her back and resting his chin on her head.
Scarlett silently accepts his apology as she relaxes in his arms. His phone pings and it's Gracie. She's asking for money for the third time today. "Listen I gave you money earlier, what could you possibly want?....... No I'm not giving you money!... bye"
Scarlett watches in confusion. "She wants me for my money doesn't she" He mutters. "I don't know" She replies.
"I don't give a damn just focus on us right now" He says.
"I miss when things were simple, when we could go out and have a hell of a night, then go sleep under the stars somewhere" Morgan says.
"Me too, but it ain't that way anymore" Scarlett mutters. Morgan's hand tracing imaginary patterns on her thigh.
He kisses her neck and she gives in. Trailing kisses down his chest.
"Your nothin but trouble Morgan" She mutters unbuttoning his flannel. "It's what I live for scar" he jokes. Before continuing, "tell me you want this"
"I want this"
***
Scarlett wakes up in her bus body aching and her head hurting. She sits up and the smell of bacon fills the air. She throws her clothes back on and stumbles to the kitchen.
"Mornin" Morgan greets her with a smile. "Mornin" She mutters taking a Tylenol. "You ok?"
"My body hurts" she replies stretching her neck out and opening her computer.
"Sorry, that's my bad" he says placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
***
"You did what?" Micheal shouts Scarlett quickly shush's him. "How did that even happen?" He asks.
"It just did Micheal I don't know, but now I'm in deep shit cause Gracie's back" Scarlett explains.
"Gracie is an asshole anyways, but still you hooked up with a guy who is taken!" Micheal says.
"I know! Why do you think I'm in deep shit?" Scarlett exclaims.
"What should I do Micheal?" She asks. "I don't know, I've never hooked up with a taken person!" Micheal exclaims.
"Damn it, it's him" Her phone rings. "Hello?" She mutters. "Gracie just shot your car..."
"SHE WHAT?" Scarlett yells.
"I dumped her and, she shot at my truck but it hit your bronco" Morgan explains. Scarlett runs out the door and attempts to rub out the bullet hole.
"Scar, it's a bullet hole ya can't put a Bandaid on it" Morgan says rubbing her shoulder. "That bitch!" She shouts.
"Atleast your taken hook up problems are fixed" Micheal whispers in her ear. "Guess so"
YOU ARE READING
7 summers :Morgan Wallen
Fanfiction"Does it ever make you sad to know? That was 7 summers ago..."
