Scarlett's pv-
"Sarah come and pick me up now" I scream down the phone running down the busy roads. That's when I heard someone shout my name behind me, "Scarlett stop running! its Sam jack told me what's happened I'm on your side babe" I take off my heels getting into the car with Sam.
To Sarah= don't need to get me, friend got me taking me home ill talk tomorrow. night <3.
Sam takes me home, during the ride back I tell him everything " I thought he actually liked me you know?" I sigh looking into the mirror taking off my red lipstick to replace it with a slight pink one. "you ain't the only one" he says confused I sit back in the seat letting the heat take over my cold body.
looking through snapchat at all the pictures of the party that I ran out from everyone's story seems the same the drunk idiot and the girl making out but one catches my eye, this girl who I use to go school with Julia she was the sweetest person ever quiet and so helping. In the picture she's took, jack and Maddison are in the background I cant help but click off it as soon as possible, I know he's not with me but I cant help it I thought he was different. I knew he was another fuckboii, why didn't I believe myself when I met him.
next morning I wake up to find myself on my couch, along with a pounding headache. what happened last night?
i think throwing my arm to grab my phone that's when I remembered its plastered all over my phone '20 notifications' : Facebook, Instagram, snapchat even twitter Maddison changed her bio to 'taken'. I throw my phone far away from me turning over I scream into the pillow letting all my feelings go with it.
That's when I knew how not to get caught up with jack and his fuckboii ways. Move, away from here long away from him, loose contact with him then maybe I can focus on myself.
so I call up Sarah to see what I could possible do I need to get far away from here. getting put I grab my phone and call her 'so after last night, I kinda wish I could move somewhere away from him He's bad luck" I sighed down the phone thinking how much he hurt me. we wasn't even together but I felt like he was mine like we had something, not just someone to mess with, I always turn out to be that girl, no boy actually cares. "so what is stopping you then?" she questions me, Sarah always has a point she's right what is stopping me? the fear of going and losing him for good, why shouldn't I focus on me for once? cause why should I its only me not like anyone cares anyway or that I have someone to please.
I'm going, nothing is going to stop me this time, I think running up the stairs grabbing my pink gigantic case filling it with clothes; its warm there so I guess shorts but then what if its cold so some jeans along with underwear shoes and the usual .
while I get ready I call up the uber to get me there, I grab my jacket and backpack I've packed with my: phone, purse, make up, phone charger, along with both my passport and my boarding pass, running down stairs I grab a juice with my salad I'm eat it going there then get something for the plane. running back upstairs I cant help but get excited, I'm done I'm about to do this.
I push the case down the stairs check if everything is done plugs off, door locked. standing outside, a sleepy jack walking pass me not even noticing me standing there. The way he lazily walks past me not even bothering to look up at me, or even try to explain what happened to try and win me back. nothing, maybe going away is the best idea for both of us, then he can be happy with her and I can focus on me.
While waiting I put on my flannel [red and black] over my plain white vest along with my black ripped skinny jeans and my white converse, standing here I put on a small amount of make up since I am in public and people will have to see me and talk to me, but its okay I'm going on plane I always take it off.
