Remarkable Misfortunes

Chapter Ten

Sawyer's POV

I took a sip from my solo cup, looking around at all the girls here tonight. I don't recognize some of them, but they're probably from the other school. I'm not complaining, some of them are really hot. Then I stopped on this one blonde. She was grinding on her friend with a mini dress and staring at me as she fluttered her eyelashes in a flirting way. What a slut, but she'll do. I chugged the rest of my coke and threw away the cup before making my way towards her.

She moved towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and started swaying her hips back and forth. All I did was put my hands on her waist. She turned around to start grinding on me. Rubbing her behind on my crotch. This really wasn't turning me on. I should be drunk for this shit.

She turned back around, then whispered in my ear, "Do you want to go somewhere private. We can... talk." Then she looked at me trying to give me a seductive smile.

I gave her my signature charming smile. "Sure babe."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her to one of the upstairs rooms. She opened the first one she saw and we went into that one. Without warning she pushed me to the bed and climbed on top of my torso. She slid her hands up my shirt, feeling around my abs. She kisses my neck, giving it small pecks before kissing my jawline. She crashes her lips which tasted like alcohol, but I did what any hormonal guy would do and kissed back. She pulled at the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head and throwing it on the floor.

Straddling my waist, she starts rocking her hips back and forth. "You're vibrating." I look at her funny until I realize my phone was vibrating. Who the fuck is calling me right now?

I push the girl to the side of the bed and reached into my pocked for my phone. Sliding my thumb across the screen to answer, I put the phone to my ear. "Hello?" All I hear is a soft sob coming from the other side of the line. I looked at the caller I.D then sigh, you've got to be kidding me.

"Yeah. What happened?" I didn't hesitate before agreeing, then I hung up my phone. I picked up my shirt from the floor and pulled it over my head before getting up.

"Where are you going?" The blonde who I still didn't know her name asked.

"I have to go. You're pretty, you can find someone else." With that I walked off and went downstairs to head to my Range Rover.

Once I was in, I turned on the ignition. I put on the heater to get the car a little warmed up before I left. I turned out of the street and headed to my destination. It didn't take more than 10 minutes to get there. I parked close to the entrance and left the car on before getting out. I pulled out my phone and texted "Where are you" before going inside. I've attended a party here before. Focusing on why I was here I looked around. Not even 5 seconds and spotted her coming down the stairs. She looked amazing in that one shoulder red dress. It complimented her curves. Focus Sawyer. I made my way towards her.

I put my hands on her shoulder, "Hey, what happened?" Scarlett started crying so my only instinct was to hug her. I gently started stroking her hair."Come on, tell me what happened."

She took a few deep breaths."Kyle told me he'd be right back, but it was almost half an hour, so like a dumbass I am, I went looking for him," she started crying a little bit more before she continued,"well the guy who tried raping me was here, and he tried coming towards me again but I ran into the crowd before he could and went upstairs. I went to go look for a restroom as well, but when I turned a corner and went into this one room. ..." She trailed off and that's when the water works started again.

"Hush Scar. Its okay. Shhh, its okay." I just hugged her tighter.

"He was with another girl Sawyer! They were practically having sex," Her sobs died down and her body started shaking, "Why do guys do this to me?"

Now I think she was clearly angry. This boiled my blood and ran through my veins. Maybe because I don't want to see her hurting, or maybe its because I fucking hate Kyle. But whatever it is, before I knew it, I was heading towards the crowd looking for Kyle. It wasn't hard to find him, he was surrounded by his group of friends and some girl, which I assumed was the girl he hooked up with.

I pushed through his friends, he looked up and had this smug look on his face."Sawy-" Before he could finish my name, I punched him right in the jaw. He fell to the floor, giving me the opportunity to get on top of him, and give him another punch into the face.

"Don't. You. Ever. Fucking. Go. Near. Her. Again!" My vision blurred from how angry I was. Before I knew it, someone grabbed ahold of me and picked me up, but that didn't stop me from punching Kyle in the stomach. "You're a piece of shit and you seriously suck a football. Stop trying to be me, and don't even try telling her sorry, because she is done with you and your bullshit." I fixed my shirt, looked at his bloody face one last time, and pushed through the crowd that had formed and I found Scarlett with wide eyes. I put my arm around her and led her to my car.

I opened the passenger side for her, then got into my side before taking off. It was a quiet ride, so I turned on the radio to lighten the mood. "Thanks." I looked over to Scarlett who was leaning on the window and looking out.

I didn't really know how to respond. "Don't mention it, I guess."

She merely talked in a whispered. "Can you take me back to the hotel? I don't want to go to the party, but you can go back if you want. I don't want to ruin your night.

I just nodded before turning into the street of the hotel. I parked in our usual parking spot and turned off the car. I got out and went to her side to help her out. We walked into the lobby where it was nice and warm, and we made our way to the elevator. She pressed the last button and watched the doors close. I couldn't help but just look at her, she was hurt and her best friends are elsewhere probably drunk by now. I can't just leave her. The elevator dinged and the doors open, so we made our way out and to our room. I put the key in and turned the handle.

Scarlett walked into her room and closed the door. I stood there just staring at her door before going into my own room. I pulled off my shirt and took my pants off, and slipping into some basketball shorts before heading to the living room. I decided to put a movie on, so I flipped through the channels before I landed on Dazed and Confused. The beginning credits were just starting, perfect.

I heard the door creak open, turned to see Scarlett coming out in these yoga shorts and loose tee. She came over to the couch, but I pulled her into my lap, putting the blanket on us. She was taken back, but she leaned onto my chest and started softly sobbing again. I just stroked her hair as the movie began, and told her it'll be okay, I promise. Her crying had stopped and her breathing became light. I looked down and saw that she had fallen asleep. I smiled to myself hugging her closer. I don't know why I have the need to protect her right now, but that's what I'm going to do. I turned my attention back to the movie and started watching it.

The movie was almost over. I checked my phone and it was nearly 3 in the morning. I yawned, now realizing how tired I was. I looked down at Scarlett who was still fast asleep. I hooked my arm under her legs and picked her up. I had to adjust Scarlett in my arms to support her. I walked into the room, settling her on the bed and wrapping her up in the velvet blankets. I turned to leave but was stopped. I looked down to see Scarlett's small hand wrapped around my hand and her looking up at me.

"Stay, please." She let go of my hand realizing she was still holding onto it. I moved her aside, scooting under the blankets, and pulled her into my arms.

"Thank you. Like for everything." She whispered to me in the dark. I couldn't see her looking at me, but I could feel her gaze. She shifted her head down, so I know she had fallen back asleep.

I stared up at where the ceiling should be. This whole week has been a drag. I mean the big win was great, undefeated champs, but two nights in a row I had to comfort Scarlett. Kyle's hurt her way too many times which is enough to call it quits. It's almost like her ex Beau. I know her and I haven't been on good terms for a long time and I don't blame her, but I know she needs me now. If she doesn't remember anything in the morning, I'll always have that guilty feeling inside. It was always my fault.