(BRAD'S POV)
Brandon and I get to the skate park after a long painfully silent car ride. It wasn't a very long ride, just about 45 minutes, but it was still painful.
I grab my board from the trunk of the car. And I went over to the half pipe and attempted to clear my head.
I skated for about a hour, then finally gave up. I came to the conclusion that my thoughts were not going to shut up.
I went over to where Brandon was and told him I wanted to go home. We then drove back to my house.
When we got there I saw something I was not expecting...Scarlet was sitting on my front steps, looking really sad.
I get out of the car, leaving my board and all. I could get that later. right now what mattered was Scar.
I walk up to my step and sit next to her silently. I didn't know what to say. I was just shocked that she was here. ON MY FRONT STEPS.
She hugged me and quietly said "Brad I...I... I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."
I hug her close. not wanting to let her go " it's okay Scar. How about we go to the basement and talk. let me just say goodbye to Brandon, so we can talk privately." I smile down at her and help her to her feet.
I say goodbye to Brandon and turn back to Scarlet. "let's go inside"
We go down to the basement and sit in my giant beanbag chairs...
