Skater girl and the bad boy

Chapter 2

So. I dont know if this chapter is still up here or not. But I'm pissed because wattpad deleted it. So I have to write this. Again. So if you have already read this chapter you might want to read it again because I'm changing a few things. For one, Sam isn't going to follow her home at all. Sorry guys. Blame Wattpad.

Scarlet's POV

As I rode home, I heard someone yell my name and I turned around.

"Jim? What are you doing here?" I asked, pulling him into a huge hug. Jim was one of my father's old friends. When he found out about the abuse, he beat my dad to a pulp and locked him up in jail. He was a cop. It was nice to have him as a friend.

"I have to tell you something. It's about your father. Apparently someone bailed him out."

"What?! Who? I thought his bail was way to expensive. You told me this wouldn't happen!"

"I'm sorry, Scarlet. He must have found some criminal rich guy. I have been asking around the streets and turns out, he's looking for you and May."

That was it. I broke down. How could this happen? I thought this was all over. Why? What did I ever do?

"Scarlet. Look, I've hired some people to look after you. They'll follow you around to keep you safe. It's going to be ok. Just do me a favor and keep it to yourself. Don't mention this to May. She won't be able to go through this emotionally. Just keep an eye out and always be on your guard. You will be fine."

"I know, ok? Call of your goons, Jim. It will raise suspicions. Just please, let me handle this. Alone." I said.

He looked at me, unsure. "Are you positive you want to do that?" He asked and I nodded. "Ok. I'm serious though. If you see anything, or if you just need someone to talk to, give me a call. I'm always here for you."

He pulled me into one last hug and then turned to leave. After that I went home and went to the bathroom. I didn't bother saying anything to May. She needed to sleep and it was late anyway.

As I was brushing my teeth, something fell out of the medicine cabinet and I starred at the items that spread across the floor.

My razors.

Why did today, of all days, did they decide to appear? To mock me?

I picked them up and debated rather or not it was worth it.

I took one of them, pulled my shorts up, and slid it across my skin, waiting for the blood to appear and wash away my pain. And it did.

Although I have more scars, I know I'll be fine. Everything will be fine. I just have to keep telling myself that.

Next day (still Scarlet's POV)

"Scarlet! I need you to clean out the dressing room." Luke yelled, while helping out some costumers. I nodded and went back there.

Yes. I was at work. I worked at Hot Topic. I guess you could call me a Rocker. I don't like the term 'Emo' or 'Goth'. I find them offensive actually. I have snake bites, my hair is white on top and black underneath, I have a bunch of tattoos too. I love them. I get my tattoos done by my cousin, who doesn't mind doing underage. So I can't say his name. Anyway, they let me work here because the boss is an old friend of mine and he heard about my dad. He doesn't know everything, just that he went to jail and my mom is dead. Yeah. She dies of drug over dose when I was six. I hated it because that's when the abuse started. We didn't even know she was doing drugs. It was very sudden.

After I finished with the dressing rooms, I just walked around, asking if anyone needed help, they said no.

I heard laughter coming from the store entrance and I turned to see Sam and some other guys. Hum, I didn't know he shopped here.

"Scarlet?" He said, coming up to me and I smiled.

"Hey, Sam. What are you doing here?" I asked, giving him a hug.

"Shopping of course. You?"

"Working." I smiled and went to the beanie area where I saw a girl trying to pull one down, but she was too short. Poor thing. I grabbed the beanie she was trying to get and we smiled at each other.

"Thanks." She said and walked away.

After I talked to Sam a little more, he bought some shirts and I worked for the rest of the day. It was pretty uneventful for the most part.

Ok guys. Sorry. I re wrote this chapter because I felt it sucked. It still does. But I hope you enjoyed it still. The next chapter will be better. Promise.