24. Goodbye

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I jerked away from him as fast as humanly possible. What the hell did I just do?

"Shane!" Chelsea yelled, gaping at us from the doorway. Red wine was spreading across the floor, turning the broken glass red, and I swear in that moment, it's what I imagined my heart looking like. I had ruined everything in a fraction of a second. There was no coming back from this. 

"Chelsea, babe, listen," Shane said, getting up and taking her hand in his. She jerked her hand away, tears already falling down her face. 

"Don't touch me," she said, turning on her heels and staggering away. 

By then, everyone was looking at us with wide eyes, wondering what had happened. Scott was looking at me, confusion and hurt in his blue eyes. 

Shane groaned and chased after Chelsea, leaving me alone in the kitchen. Dawn then came in, "Haha, okay, back to the party right guys? Come on, let's go open presents or something." 

Everyone reluctantly followed her, leaving me alone with Scott. 

"I... I don't know what to say to you," I squeaked, trying to hold my tears in but knowing it was pointless. 

He clenched his jaw and swallowed, holding his wine glass tight enough that his knuckles were turning white. He put it on the counter, loudly. "Well, that works out then because I don't know what to say to you either," he said, pushing past me and heading toward the front door. 

I followed him into the hallway, closing the door behind me. "Scott, I love you. I don't know why I did it, I don't know what just happened, but I immediately regretted it-"

"You only regret it because you got caught," he spat. 

I was taken aback. I have never heard him speak with that tone, and I certainly never thought I would hear him use it with me. 

"No! Look, you know I would never hurt you-"

"Really? How do you explain what just happened? How can you honestly say that you could never hurt me? Scarlett... I saw a future with you. I've never felt the way about anyone the way I feel about you. And you just... you just made out with some other guy and you expect me to just forget about it?"

I shook my head, "This can't be the end of us.. it can't. I've been drinking, he was confusing me."

"He was confusing you? Please explain to me how confusing he was." There was a fire burning in his eyes that made my knees want to crumble.

"I don't know, okay? He was telling me that I looked beautiful and saying how Chelsea wasn't paying attention to him and he's my best friend and I don't know why he kissed me and I don't know why I didn't pull away and I'm so sorry." The tears were flowing freely now and my breath was coming in deep, ragged gasps. "Please give me another chance, and I will never ever hurt you again, I promise."

He shook his head. "You can't just promise me that, Scarlett." Scarlett. He's been calling me Scar lately. We're on a full name basis now. "Of course you're going to hurt me again, it's part of life, but this... I can't deal with this again." His voice was croaking, he was about to cry, too. "I... I have to go. Goodbye, Scarlett."

He left without looking back. I collapsed to the ground and let out the gross, racking sobs.


I don't know how long I was sitting there before Shane came and sat next to me. 

"I can't talk to you right now," I mumbled. 

"We have to talk about it."

"Fine. It happened. It was a mistake. We ruined every chance I had at happiness. There, we talked about it."

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