Skater Boy

Chapter 8

Four Months

Scarlet

I was hugging the toilet bowl yet again. This kid was not approving of the food that my grandparents were serving. No instead he or she was craving greasy take out that my grandparents have forbidden from this house.

What was with my family and 'Forbidding' me from something.

I had been continuing to send pictures and letters to Mason, through Cleo, but I was getting nothing back. Nothing from the man that helped get me into this situation. What a flake.

With me now at four months there was still a chance I could get rid of the baby... but I didn't want to, and I wasn't going to give up this baby. I was going to keep this baby, and I was going to raise this baby on my own if I have to.

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Mason

I downed my third shot and staked it on top of the other two before making my way over to my friends.

Rock's parents were away this weekend for a couple's retreat, So Rock was mixing band rehearsal with a house party.

There were girls everywhere, but no red heads, smart friends I had, they made sure that no one was going to remind me of the girl that left me for someone else.

Fuck!

What am I going to do? I love her so much, and I've tried like hell to get a hold of her, one way or another but nothing Cleo and Nikki don't know where she's gone, she's not answering her phone or my texts, fuck I miss her so much.

"Hey Mason!" Layton called. "Get your drunk ass over here."

"I'm not that drunk." I slurred and stumbled my way over to him and the bunch of girls that were surrounding him.

"What are you drinking?"

"Whatever I can find at this point." I said, looking into my red cup, I think it was beer... it could be something else but I'm not sure. I was at the point of not even caring.

"Alright, well down that and come and join us with something a little stronger." Layton winked and pushed a pretty blonde girl into my arms.

I did what he said, I downed my drink, filled it up with something stronger and joined the rest of them.

I woke up to a pounding in my head, a weight on my arm, naked, and a burning feeling on my thigh.

What the fuck have I done? There was a female groan coming from the weight that was on my arm, I opened my eyes and saw that the girl that Layton pushed towards me was asleep and naked as well.

I pulled back the covers of the bed and saw that the burning on my thigh was from a tattoo.

I'm such a fucking idiot! Its not just any tattoo, it was a tattoo of fucking ballet shoes!

I shook my head, and made the headache worse. "Fuck." I said, rubbing my temples having some how gotten my arm out from underneath the girl.

My phone buzzed from the bed side table, when I was trying to remember part of my night where I though it was a good idea to get a tattoo.

Rock: Mason! Cleo! She got a letter! Its from Scar!

This message made me bolt up out of the bed, a letter from Scarlet? Without thinking I called my mother as I snuck out of the house that this girl must live at.

"Mum, has the mail come?"

"That's the first thing you say to me! You went to Rock's house for band practice but you never came home! Where the hell have you been young man!"

"Uh... mum, I don't know how to answer that without you screaming at me."

"I'm already screaming at you! Where the fuck are you!"

"I slept with someone, but then Rock sent me a text that Cleo got a letter from Scarlet, and I was just wondering if she had sent one to me."

"No mail has come for you Mason, and I have no idea what to say about you being with someone that isn't Scarlet, it's your choice. I don't approve of it but it is your choice."

I was shocked at how calm my mother was being but at the same time I was grateful. I didn't want to have to deal with a lecture from my mother when I had a letter from Scarlet to read.

Rock had texted me that Cleo was at his place, so on my bike that I presumably rode on, fuck that's dangerous, to got to Rock's fairly quickly.

Layton was messing around with his bass as I made it up the small driveway, Nikki's car was sitting on the cracked concrete. They were all here. Aaron was pounding out on his drums and Alfie was playing mindlessly on the keyboard, all that was missing was Rock, who I am presuming was with Cleo.

Everything stopped, they all saw me at once. "Mason..." Nikki said, getting up from her seat. "I know that Rock has messaged you but."

"But what Nikki? Cleo has a letter from Scarlet, please tell me that there is something in there that could give me some fucking hope." As soon as Nikki looked away, I knew I had my answer. "What is in that letter?"

"Here." Cleo said, coming out of the house. "read it yourself." She handed me the letter and sat down across from Rock in the bean bags.

I looked at her for a second trying to sense how bad the letter was, I got nothing back. I was going to have to find out myself.

Cleo,

I'm sending you this to tell you that I'm okay. Don't worry about me, I'm safe... well as safe as I can be.

I have to ask you to give the other letter to Mason, he must be worried sick, my letter before wasn't real, my parents were watching me and telling me to write, but the other letter that I'm sending you along with a picture HAVE to go to Mason! He has to know!

Love Scar x

I looked up from the paper, "Where is the other letter?" I asked.

"I don't know." Cleo said back, her arms crossed and her face was contorted as she thought. "There is a strong chance that where ever she is has gone through her mail and taken the letter out, but I don't know, and before you ask I don't know what she wanted you to know."

I thrust my hands through my hair, and pulled on the strains. "Fuck! Where is she?"

"We don't know mate." Layton said, shocking us all by putting his bass down.

"No!" I said, pointing at him. "Don't put it down, were going to practise since we're all here, I want to try out a few new songs that I've been thinking about."

I tried to throw myself into the music but the same question kept coming into my mind.

Where was Scarlet?

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Scarlet

Why haven't I heard from him? Mason had to have gotten the letter by now, was his not responding, his way of telling me that he wants nothing to do with our baby? My mind was already made up, I wasn't going to give this baby away when he or she comes into the world, I am going to raise this baby, and show it so much love that they wont even know that their daddy is a stupid flake with no balls.