Chapter 21

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-Scarlet's POV-
I feel the color flee my face as I hear the name come across the speaker. I feel my stature go cold as I practically freeze in my position. I can hear the calling of my name coming from Morgan beside me, however I don't snap out of it until she touches my arm. "Scar, you okay?" She asked, a bit amused yet with a concerned look as she observed my reaction. "Uh. Uh. Yeah." I mutter, knowing my voice gave away the fact I felt horribly sick. "Should I send him up?" She then asked, and I felt my stomach churn. "I-I don't think that's a good idea." I stuttered, slowly turning to attempt to stand, even though it hurt like hell. "Hey hey Jade easy, I'll tell them another time. It's no big deal." She soothed, grabbing my shoulder gently to have me lay back down. She always had a way of calming me down, and the other way around. I still remember in one of our first games together, Morgan had gotten a bit upset of a play she messed up and I was able to calm her down quite a bit. That was actually one of our moments that got us to be so close. She turned to the phone and spoke a few words before hanging up and laying back down. "It's taken care of." She told me, snuggling against my side. I let out a soft sigh and muttered "thank you" before I rested my head against hers. It wasn't long before we fell asleep.

-Hope's POV-
We spent another hour in the pool before I decided to get out and dry off. Alex and I headed inside side by side, talking about a random subject that made us both laugh. I pass the front desk where a fairly nice looking guy stood, the lady making a call. "I have a Lance Armstrong here, he says he's here to check on Ms.Jade. Should I send him up?" I feel a small flash of red cross my jawline before I grab Alex's arm and pull her behind the wall before the elevator. "What?" She hissed, and I shushed her as I peaked around. "I've heard stories about this guy." I mutter, before looking back at the forward. "Who?" I then explain what I had learned about him, who he was and what he did to Scarlet. Alex and I shared a small smirk before we walked out to the bus, grabbing a few things before we'd spy out on a small plan.

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