Remember Me?

Chapter 5

Scarlet's P.O.V

I quickly throw off the covers of my legs and run to my bathroom to get ready so I could eat.  I quickly strip and go to hop in the shower when something catches my eye in the mirror, a tattoo. Down my spine it looks like a flow chart almost but with vines and flowers. I step closer to the mirror, to really look what it is. Its beautiful really, I was right though it is a flow chart. it has a carnation and a lily with their stems intertwining with a date going down the side, 2.8.2009, further down there was rose bud with another date below it, 3.16.2011. What the hell? That was literally only three months ago.  What are those dates? How are they connected to me? Why the hell do I have a tattoo? I shook my head and stepped into the warm shower. I tried to focus on the warm water relaxing my muscles but I couldn't stop thinking about thinking about those dates. Never in my life did I see myself getting a tattoo, my mother would absolutely forbid it. I'm just glad that I put it on my body where you wouldn't know unless I was naked. I heard a loud banging on the door before a washed out voice tried yelling as well, I look up at the clock hanging on the wall and realize it's been 15 minutes.  Shit. I quickly made sure all the soap was off my body before turning off the shower and rushing out of the glass confinement. I blow dried and quickly tied it back into a tight bun, natural makeup, white button down shirt, khakis pants and brown flats before coming down stairs and into the dinning room. 

"Did you fall asleep in the shower again?" my father chuckled from beside me. I scowled at him, it was a nasty habit of mine that I've had ever since I can remember.  

"Father, please tell me who that man was. " I quietly whispered in his ear looking at my mother singing in the loud kitchen.

"The man at the hospital was the man who hit you with his car." he made it look like he was just kissing my hair. I gulped. When he pulled away, I was with the  angry eyes looking at me with disgust.

"It took you ages to get out of the shower, what possess you! You think water is free? Well, news flash child, it's not!"  my mother automatically starts yelling at me  while gripping my forearm harshly. I winced trying to rip my arm out of her spiny fingers, knowing she was going to leave a hand print bruise if she didn't let go. She widens her scornful blue eyes as she tightens her grip, "Have you lost your mind?! Who the hell do you think you are? I'm your mother." She shoves me away, knocking me on the ground. 

"You can't do this to me anymore." I muttered looking at the ground, not wanting to see my swell with tears. 

"What did you say to me?" she seethed, stepping towards me. 

"You can't do this to me anymore!" I stood up and screamed in her face, "I will not let you abuse me any longer I've taken it for 18 years and I will no longer, put up with you!" 

She pushed on my shoulders again to get me away from her face. I stepped back and looked over at my father with disgust and stormed upstairs, grabbed my purse before rushing back down stairs and out the front door. I could hear my father screaming desperately for me to turn around and that he was sorry. I never looked back, just keeping running til I couldn't breath. I looked up, noticing  the change in noise, I had run right into town. I slowly calmed my breathing and just started walking for some place to sit down. Not really paying any attention of where I was walking, I ran into something solid, almost falling backwards til someone caught a hold of the same wrist my lovely mother just bruised. I whimpered and regained my footing while yanking my hand away from the stranger and holding it to my chest, I looked when I hand was placed on my shoulder. Green. Piercing green eyes, staring into my soft blues.

"Love, are you okay?" His deep voice sounded. I continued to stare at him like a mad woman, I know those eyes. I shook my head and looked at the ground, "y-yes, I'm f-fine." My voice not sounded as confident as I would have hoped.