It All Gets Better In Time

Going home

Scarlett's P.O.V
I've been in the hospital for 3 days. They stitched up my cut, and kept me for a couple more days to make sure everything stable. It's Tuesday, so I have to go to school tomorrow. I'm kinda nervous because I'm scared that word got around that I was in the hospital. At my school, you'd be surprised how fast word gets around. I'm definitely going to try to get some sleep when I get home in my own bed.
8:16 p.m.
I'm on my way home, and I'm actually really nervous to be home because I know my brother is going to hurt me. Maybe he'll be understanding. Ha! What am I kidding? It's Jordan we're talking about. He doesn't care about anyone but himself. As we pull into the driveway, he walks out of his house. I'm guessing to check and see what's for dinner or something. I slowly get out of the car, and start walking into the house. "Scarlett, I need to talk to you." Jordan says as he's walking. "What the fuck do you want now?" I ask him angrily. "Why the hell did you send your friend down to my house to talk to me? What did you tell her?" He says as he has a tight grip on my arm. "Let me go. NOW!" "Why'd you send her down to my house?" He says as he lets go. "I think it's funny how you think I could tell her to go down there when I was unconscious on the bathroom floor. You really are dumb, aren't you? Did you not see the big red truck that looks like a square? Yeah, that's called an ambulance. Did you see when they left? Yeah, I was in it. So shut the fuck up and leave me alone." He hits me in the face, and walks back to his house. "ASSHOLE!" I scream back to him, and go into the house. "I'm going to take a shower, and lay down. I'm tired." I say to my dad as I walk into the house. I get two towels, and go to the bathroom. There's blood all over the floor, but I ignore it. I turn on the hot water and then cold. When it gets to the temperature I want it to be, I get in. The warm water feels so good on my tense muscles, and I stand there for a good 30 minutes before I even start washing my body and hair. When I'm done, I wrap the towels around my body and hair, and I walk to my room. I go through my drawers to find a bra, underwear, and my pajamas. I lay down, turn on Netflix, and look at my phone.
4 unread kik messages ;
Bri ; OMG! Are you okay!?
Bri ; Please tell me you're okay!
Bri ; If you die on me, I'm so going to kill you.
Bri ; babbbeeee lovee meee.
I laugh as in texting her back.
Scarlett ; I'm fine. I'm home now. And you can't kill someone who's already dead. And I do love you. So much beautiful.
Me and Bri have always had that type of friendship. She was my best friend, and I could tell her anything. We've been friends since March 21, 2013, and she's been there ever since. She replies almost instantly.
Bri ; Thank god! And if you died, I'd bring you back just to kill you again. You can't scare me like that! What happened boo?
Scarlett ; I don't really want to talk about it. I'm tired, so I'm going to go to bed. I'll text you in the morning. Goodnight. I love you.
Bri ; I love you too, beautiful. And I really wish I lived in Georgia, so I could be there.