Eigengrau #TheWattys2K16

T W E N T Y S I X

Scarlette's POV

"Hey why didn't either of you come over last night?" Toby asked Alex and I.

"I just wasn't in the mood." I said looking down at my food and only my food.

"What about you?" Toby asked Alex.

"I was just a little busy." he smirked but I knew I couldn't show any nervousness or they may start to figure everything out.

"Hey Alex did you find anything out?" Amber asked as soon as she walked over to our table.

"No Michael Jackson is still dead." he smiled and I looked over at Amber with a confused expression.

"Oh dang. What?" she asked looking down at me.

"Did you seriously not know he was dead?" I asked and she giggled.

"Yeah I thought he was still alive." she smiled to me then to Alex.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked Amber.

"Of course sweetie." Amber answered taking my hand in hers. We got up from the table and started walking back inside the school.

"I need you to take that knife from Carson." I tried to say without sounding to beggy.

"What why?" she asked with a small giggle but quickly stopped when she realized I was serious.

"Remember what I told you when we had sex for the first time?" I asked and she sighed.

"Yes I do but he was drunk. You can't seriously think he is going to hurt you." she said but I was not easily persuaded.

"But he held it straight up to me and said that if I were to ever break up with him he would use it. The look on his face wasn't a wasted face. It was serious and scary." I said breathing harder and harder and the though of the memory.

"Well then don't break up with him." she smiled and I looked at her with my eyebrows as close together as possible. "Scarlette, sweetie," she started but I completely cut her off.

"No don't sweetie me Amber! You are my best friend and a true best friend would help me out no matter how stupid it sounded. I'm truly scared Amber and you may not understand but you can't just think of this as a joke!" I argued and she was shocked.

"Scarlette, I understand being scared of someone but he is your boyfriend. I'm just making jokes because he is nothing to be scared of. If you are so scared of him with the knife ask him what he is going to do with it." Amber finished pulling her backpack higher up on her shoulder before walking away.

"Amber!" I shouted for her but she didn't hear me. I let out a loud groan before walking down the hallway myself. 

"Hey babe where are you going?" Carson asked from behind me and I started to tense up.

"I just need to get out of here." I breathed trying not to freak out from his touch. He turned me around by the shoulders and held the knife in the air which made me duck.

"Is it because of this?" he asked holding it farther away from me so I wouldn't be as scared.

"Y- yes." I stuttered and he quickly tossed it in the nearest trash can.

"There I would never use that stupid shit anyway. Please don't be scared of me baby." he said pulling me in for a tight hug which didn't comfort me much but at the same time it did.

"Can we please ditch the rest of school so we can talk?" I asked and a smile creeped onto his face.

"Of course." he said throwing his arm over my shoulder as we walked out the back doors of the school.

We started off down the sidewalk to my house. As soon as we got there we climbed up to my window to get in.

"What's on your mind?" Carson asked taking my hand to sit me on the bed.

"Do remember when we first did it?" I asked and he looked away as if he knew what I was about to say.

"Yes I do." he said which partially confused and partially scared since that's all he said. 

"But you were-" I started but he immediately cut me off.

"Drunk? No I wasn't and I'm sorry for what I did with the knife. I'm so sorry for what I did with that. I was told I needed to do it by, uh," he said but began to choke up.

"By who Carson?" I asked but looked down at the ground before moving his hands away from mine and clenching them together into fists. "Carson please just tell me!" I begged but that just made him more frustrated.

"Amber!" he said and I let a single tear slip out of my eye.

"No it can't be." I denied but he started walking closer to me.

"Scar," he started but I didn't want to hear it.

"No, no, no! I won't believe my best friend would do that." I argued but not with Carson, with myself.

"Scarlette please," he said but I buried my face in my pillows.

"NO!" I yelled and he grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me into him.

"Scarlette I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you trust me but I thought it was time you knew so you would stop acting scared. Do you want me to talk to her?" he asked but I was too overwhelmed to speak. I just hid my face in his shoulder and cried.

Grayson's POV

Later That Night

"Scarlette was late because of me." I lied because I could see my mom getting annoyed.

"And why is that?" she asked tapping her foot impatiently.

"I was trying to get her attention in class and the teacher thought it was her talking so she held Scarlette after." I said looking over at Scarlette that was looking only at her feet.

"Fine go upstairs. Grayson you'll be doing dishes tonight." my mom ordered and that's when both of us went upstairs.

"Fuck!" I heard Ethan yell from his room.

"I'll be back." I said lightly rubbing Scarlette's back.

"Okay." she replied softly.

"Ethan are you okay?" I asked popping my head in the door.

"Huh? Y- yeah I'm fine just wait a sec." he answered throwing the blankets off the bed and sitting down.

"What was that about?" I asked before the scent of his room ran across my nose. "Aye you had a girl over?" I asked and he started to blush.

"Umm yeah you could say that." he said and I let out a small giggle.

"Well good for you." I smiled before walking out of the room.

"Scarlette?" I asked knocking lightly on the door before letting myself in. I heard sniffling and I got worried. "Scar what's wrong?" I asked walking over to her and sitting on the bed.

"I don't know who I can trust anymore." she answered and I pulled her face up with my palms on her cheeks.

"I'm always here and you can trust me." I smiled looking into her eyes deeply. "What happened?" I asked dropping my hands to hers.

"Amber told Carson to do some bad things to me and I just figured out about it." she said choking up on some tears.

"What kind of bad things?" I asked looking down at our hands that were locked together.

"When we first did it, he uh, he pulled a knife on me. He said that if I ever broke up with him he would use it on me." she said I stood up in shock.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I asked trying not to be super loud but I couldn't help it. "Why would Amber do that?" I asked and she laid back on her bed.

"I don't know I didn't want to ask, not yet at least." she answered and I rubbed my face in frustration. I walked over to her laid beside her.

"It's going to be okay. We will get you some answers, I promise." I smiled. I propped myself up on my elbow and gave her soft and long kiss before pulling away and going into my room.