Sex // Emilio Martinez

10

Scarlett woke up disoriented and confused in Emilio's bed in clothes she didn't remember putting on. As she walked downstairs everybody in the house grew silent and looked at her.

"Why's everyone being weird?" Scarlett said laughing, but no one laughed back.

"Scar do you even know what day it is?" Ivan asked her

"Monday?"

"It's Wednesday." he replied

"What?" Scarlett asked very confused.

"Come on." Emilio said softly leading her up the stairs

"Emilio what's going on?"

"Nik brought you home monday morning."

"Nik? Why was I with Nik? How do you even know Nik?" Scarlett's confusion grew even more

"I don't want anything to do with you Scarlett. Not until you get help. You need to go to rehab."

"Emilio! What are you talking about!?"

"You left early monday morning I guess you were still out of it from the acid. I didn't even know you left, I had no idea where you were until your friend Nik brought you here. He said you took 3 bars of xanax. You were stumbling everywhere, you barley even knew your own name Scarlett. You had no idea what anything was. Then you passed out and you wouldn't wake up until just now. Everyone in the house had to keep checking on you to see if you were even still breathing. Fucking hell Scarlett you could've died. You have a problem, you need help. You have no idea how scared I was, the whole house was scared and they barley even know you. You can't keep doing this to me. I don't want anything to do with you unless you go into a rehab."

"Emilio what the fuck. I don't have a problem. I  took a few xannies, so what? Everyone does them, I was just having fun."

"You don't even know what you were doing Scarlett! You can't remember a thing!"

"Fuck you Emilio. Fuck you! I pour my everything out to you these past few days when I don't open up to anyone and now you want nothing to do with me!? What happened to you loving me? Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! I can't fucking believe this!" Scarlett sobs through her words."Emilio it was just a xanax. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Why am I doing this to you? Are you fucking serious Scarlett!? How about what you do to me!? Every time you fucking go out I don't know if I'll ever hear from you again! It's not just xanax it's the weed and the alcohol and the acid and everything else you do. Im fucking serious Scarlett either pack your shit and leave right now and don't talk to me again or go to rehab. I'm not going to constantly worry about you. I'm done with it." Emilio said looking away from her.

"Emilio I don't want to go to rehab. You have no idea how hard it is to stop. The withdrawals are the worst and everything hurts inside and out. I don't mean to hurt you." Scarlett cried and tries to hug Emilio.

Emilio pushes her away and crosses her arms. He has no empathy for her.

"'Milio." Scarlet says softly her face dropping.

"Make your choice. The drugs or me."

Scarlett sits down on Emilio's bed and puts her head in her hands sniffling.

"Fine I'll go to rehab. I'm not staying 90 days though fuck that."

"60 days at least Scarlett. Im serious."

"Fine whatever." Scarlett says huffing.

There was a moment of silence. Emilio felt good, as if he won some sort of battle. He was happy Scarlett was finally going to get the help she needed. On the other hand Scarlett felt absolutely defeated. She had been using drugs since she was 14 she couldn't imagine a world without them. They made her feel whole in some sick sort of way.

"Will you come with me? To drop me off?"

"Yeah. I'll see if Tessa can take us."

"Emilio?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."