Scarlett wakes up and checks the time, it's 3am, she turns over attempting to go back to sleep but she can't.
Her body shakes from the frigid air that's coming from her vent. The streetlight peeking through the burlap curtain on her window. "Shit.." she mumbles as her head spins.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" She mumbles stumbling to the couch. Everything around her spins and she lays on the couch. "This is weird as hell..." she slurs as she pictures David on top of her.
"Ah! Not again.. please-" she mumbles.
"I will don't worry baby"
Scarlett gasps as her heartbeat increases. She shakes grabbing a whiskey bottle from her cabinet and pouring herself a shot. Her phone lights up so she checks it.
It was the reminder she set hours prior telling her to go to sleep. "Ain't I smart" she scoffs. Her anxiety increased and she dug her nails into her thighs.
She paced her kitchen as the hours passed. The only person that could comfort her would've been Morgan.
She didn't want to wake him up this late.
"If you need anything, and I mean anything, you call"
His words linger in her mind as she hits the call app. "He said anything..." she mumbles dialing his number.
"Hey baby, you ok? It's 4am" He asks in a sleepy voice.
"I'm fine, Physically.." she replies.
"And what about mentally?"
"Not so much..."
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"I'm having these panic attacks and flashbacks from the night with David and-"
"I'm comin over, stay put" he says, followed by keys jingling and the door closing.
He hangs up the phone and she hears a knock on her door shortly after. She peeks through the peephole and sees him quickly opening the door.
Without hesitation he closes the door and wraps his arms around her. Her arms and legs wrap around him as he carry's her to the couch. "I'm here, stop panicking" he whispers softly rubbing her back.
Her heartbeat slows and she quickly relaxes. "See? Your already calm" he says kissing her forehead.
He picks her up and carry's her to the bed laying her down and curling up next to her.
"I love you so much" she mumbles snuggling close to his chest. "I love you too"
***
The next Morning Morgan slipped out of bed and made his way to her living room. He cleaned up some of the mess in the kitchen and walked in to check on her.
"Wake up my angel" he mutters softly tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She sleepily smiled keeping her eyes shut.
"Five more minutes" she groaned. "Noo, cmon baby" he replies grabbing her hand. She sits up, her hair all over her head. He kisses her softly. "Good morning" she mumbles.
He helps her out of bed situating her bedroom shoes on her feet. She waddles to the bathroom to take a shower.
Morgan lays on her bed and turns on the tv.
She comes out and changes into a comfy outfit. "You ready?" Morgan asks. "Yep, let's go" she replies.
They walk down the insane amount of stairs that led to her apartment to his truck.
"Damn girl, it must suck walking up and down those everyday" he mumbles starting the truck and winding down the windows. "It does" she replies.
"Why don't you come live with me?" He suggests. Her eyes wander out the window. She'd lived with him before and it made them drift apart.
"I don't know- I- I just-"
"No pressure, just think about it" that familiar phrase slipped out of his mouth.
She nods and they arrive at Big loud. Scarlett hops out feeling a breeze hit her. Dark clouds formed in the distance and she looked at them.
"Baby? What're you doin? Cmon" Morgan asks grabbing her hand. Her eyes locked on this storm, something was off.
"Morgan that's not just a storm" she mutters. "What're you talking about? Just come inside" he pleads pulling her arm. "Stop! My grandpa was a tornado chaser!" She argues.
"Scarlett, this isn't twister, come inside" he teases. Their phones buzz with a tornado warning.
"Okay jo Harding" he laughs as they run inside. "I told you!" She shouts.
The wind picks up and they make their way to the storm shelter. Scarlett sits next to Morgan breathing heavily as the wind rushes through.
"Since when was your grandpa a tornado chaser?" He asks. "Since way back, I haven't ever told you this?" She asks. "Nope, did you ever chase with him?" He asks.
"A couple times, but I quit after we had an eF5" She replies. "An eF5? How are you not dead?" He asks, she shrugs.
***
It was a normal day on Scarlett's grandpas farm in Oklahoma, Scarlett 13 at the time was helping her grandma cook supper. Her grandpa ran in his chasing gear in hand. "Scarlett! We've got a possible eF5 on its way!" He shouts, Scarlett runs towards the door. "Honey I don't think she should be out in an F5" her grandma argues.
"Meemaw! I'll be fine!" Scarlett argues throwing her jacket on and slipping on her boots. "I'll keep her safe, we'll have the whole gang out there" Her grandpa assures. Her grandma kisses her forehead and waves. "Be safe" she mutters. Scarlett runs to the truck, her body rushing with adrenaline. Grant, a member of their gang greets her with a side hug. "What's up kid! You taggin along?" He asks, Scarlett nods. "Grant watch out for her, keep her safe" her grandpa says, Grant nods. She hops in the back and excitedly leans through the front. "Sit back now, it's picking up" Grant instructs. For the first time ever, Scarlett saw fear in her grandpas eyes. Her stomach tightened and she felt like throwing up. "Oh shit" Grant mumbles. Scarlett's eyes grow in fear as the huge tornado grows. "Get out of the truck! We'll never outrun it!" Her grandpa yells yanking her from the truck and running towards a nearby ditch. Her grandpa lays on top of her, shielding her from the tornado. Grant struggled to get to them with the intense wind grabbing him. "Grant!" She screams in fear. He's sucked away and she screams in horror. "Just look down Scarlett! It's gonna be okay!" Her grandpa shouts. Scarlett crys into the muddy ditch she was face down in. "I'm gonna die" she whimpers as her grandpa held her tighter.
The storm calms down and She sits up. "Papa, Grant he's- hes-" she stuttered. "Shh, it's gonna be alright, just run home to meemaw okay?" He instructs. She ran home pleading for help. She never saw Grant again.
***
"And that's when I quit" Scarlett says with a sigh. "Oh my god.." was all Morgan could mutter.
I'm so sorry, I just watched twisters and had to write something about it 😂 the next chapter should be in the story line again.
Xoxo
-Kylie
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7 summers :Morgan Wallen
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