“How very nice to see you Scarla.” Brad had arrived at Mr Andrews’s office. He looked at Ethan and sneered. “I can’t say I feel the same about your little friend.”
Ethan clenched his fists and said nothing. I looked down and focused on not shouting obscenities at Brad.
Mr Andrews nodded curtly at Brad.
"Afternoon sir, sit down please." He said, stony faced.
Brad sat down on a chair opposite to Ethan and I.
"Can I ask why I'm here sir?" Brad asked innocently.
Mr Andrews smiled grimly.
"Oh, I think you know perfectly well why you are here Mr Miller. There are many reasons, in fact."
Brad rolled his eyes.
"Is this the fights again?"
"Oh, that and much more. Your parents have been called, and will be arriving shortly." Mr Andrews said.
Brad looked outraged.
"My parents?! Well that's just-"
"Brad? Honey?"
All four of us spun around to see a petite woman and a large man standing in the doorway.
The man strides towards Brad and grabbed his shoulders.
"You, son, are grounded." He whispered angrily.
His mother rushed forward and deposited her Gucci handbags on Brad's lap.
"What the hell were you thinking? You have disgraced our family name!" She screeched.
His father nodded gruffly.
"First you get Milly pregnant, so we exchange your school, then you do drugs, and now you assault this lovely young lady?!" He yelled, gesturing to me at the last bit.
"It wasn't assault da-" Brad said quietly.
"Shut up son. Your mother and I have come to a decision. From now on, you will live with your aunt Genevieve in Italy, and she will hire a professional to homeschool you there."
Brad gaped, horrified.
"No! I'm sorry, I swear I'll be a better person!" Brad pleaded.
Even I felt sorry for him at this point.
"It's already decided honey, you're leaving tomorrow." His mother said, her eyes filling with tears.
Brad glared at Ethan and I, who were sitting in our chairs, pretending we didn't exist.
"It's all because of that jerk and her." He cried.
I stood up, standing in front of Ethan.
"Ethan and I have names you know!" I shouted.
Brad advanced towards me.
"Yeah, fine the bas-"
"Brad!" His mother cried.
He ignored her and continued towards me. I stood my ground.
"And you, you stupid little slu-"
There was a roar, and two bodies jumped onto him.
One was Ethan, and the other...
"Randy?!" I screamed.
YOU ARE READING
Scarred For Life
Teen FictionWhen the most popular girl in school goes through a fatal accident, her scars prove hard to live with, and she has to learn to live with them.
