Magcon Triangles

Chapter 12

-Scarlett's POV

It all happened so fast. Aaron took in the fact that I had cheated on him when he saw Matt and I sleeping. He screamed at me calling me things that I he had told me to ignore just a few days ago.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault." Matt murmured to me.

"No, it's not. It's mine, for being dumb and believing he actually loved me. I always do things like that so I end up getting hurt," I sniffled.

"He does and it is my fault." Matt repeated.

A sunden anger swelled in me. "No your right. It is your fault. You made this happen. You set it up, so he would see us like that and get mad enough to break up with me. All just because you like me. Well your dumbass plan didn't work. You forgot something: how I would feel if he broke up with me. You didn't realize it would crush me." I yelled at him, slapping him hard across the face.

Storming out of the room I saw Aaron and the Jacks talking, I hurt even more. They didn't even see me, Aaron said something to them then went into our room.

I didn't know where to go to the room it would hurt too much to see Aaron. I just ran down the hall as I cashed into Nash.

"Scarlett what's wrong?" He asked sweetly, seeing the tear stains on my cheeks. Stopping me from continuing down the hall Nash repeated the question but the second time more seriously.

"Aaron b-broke up w-with m-me." I sobbed as his strong arms wrapped around me.

"What? Why?" He looked at me confused.

"He doesn't love me anymore." My throat filled with heartbreak.

"Why would you think that?" He let go of me.

"He said it. If you don't believe me ask Matt. He witnessed it." I felt more tears slip down my cheeks. I then continued down the hall running to who knows where.

I reached the end of the hall and just slumped down. Tears rolled across my face. Splashing off my jaw hitting the floor, or my feet, or the shirt I was wearing that belonged to Aaron.

"Hey Scarlett, what's wrong?" Mahogany asked.

I didn't want too answer, I couldnn't. The pain exploded my mind everytime I even considered the words leaving my mouth.

She sank down on the floor next to me. "The fans are only mean because there jelaous you're dating Aaron. He loves you."

"No he doesn't. He dumped me." I sobbed into my hands.

She let me sit in her room until I felt better. Rephrase that until I stopped crying, I wasn't sure if I'd ever fell better. The aftershock was worse than then actually thing. She told me that if I wanted to I could stay here after making me explain what happened.

I kept Aaron and I's plans a secret, no one needed to know. I didn't need anyone assuming that we had wanted to stay for couple time to do things. Now the plans we had were off unless a miracle happened and everything was perfect like before. Well not perfect but the closet reality could be to it.

-Aaron's POV

I can't believe I let him stay with her. I should've know something like that would happen. It was my own fault, he liked her and he was him. I wasn't that surprised. He looked like Justin Bieber. I remember Scarlett always being a fan. How could she resist him, even if she did have me.

I don't know how I let myself call her those things. I tell her to ignore them and I scream them at her. I felt like such a hypocrite. I knew that when she usually got them it was from envy. I did this from anger, not even meaning them. She had to get that.

We never fought and the first time we did it ended in a break up. The worst part, it was barely a fight.

Right now I just wanted to talk to her. I'm not even sure why. What was there to say. I know what I saw there was nothing to explain. Whatever I could come up with to say to her, she'd only hear a mess of words from a guy who's heart she had the fun of breaking. Then there was a part of me wanting to hear her voice I didn't even have to see her, just hear her melodic voice. It was so soothing, almost a symphony but sweeter. I don't even mean singing I just mean talking. I just wanted to hear her say "I love you."

I wanted to see her angelic face. The way her Bambi eyes gleamed. How her features shifted when she was mad or on the verge of tears, and when she was happy. How her perfect pink lips made her smile just that much more extraordinary. I loved the way she threw her head back laughing. I wanted to see that right now. Above all I wanted to see the look in her eyes, tone in her voice when she said it. My favorite thing she'd tell me. The three splendid words, "I love you." Only meaning them in her special way to me.

--Sorry I haven't been updating I've been busy. Also my apologizes if this is a really awful and short chapter I usually use my computer but it's not working which also why I haven't updated.--