The Broken Ones | ✔

Chapter 33.

Hey guys this chapter is sort of sucky so ill be editing it tomorrow. Sorry!

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THE NERD AND THE BADBOY

Chapter 33.

VERONICAS POV

Two weeks. That's how long it's been since my 'accident' and it's so boring here in Scotts apartments, doing nothing. He's usually working so I don't have anything to do really. I've been tempted to call John but I don't know what his reaction might be.

He knows what happened but he hasn't tried to call to see if everything it's fine. Ok, now im acting selfish. Not everything is about me. Maybe their was something wrong with Lauren. Hopefully nothing happened.

I haven't seen Hazel here or at all for the matter. It also seemed that Scott hasn't been sleeping well because he has really big bags under his eyes. I'm starting to get worried. Did something happen between them?

Or is it because of me? I hope he knows that he's forgiven already, I mean, it he wasn't forgiven yet then I wouldn't even be here with him. Maybe I need to tell him face to face.

"I brought dinner." A voice called out from the front door. I got up from the floor and ran towards the door. Yes, I said floor. I was sleeping on the floor. I think its more comfortable then the bed that was in the extra room.

"What did you bring this time?" I asked. Looking through the white recycle bag and taking out the white box that had a happy face on it.

"The regular." He brought over a fork and handed it to me. I gave him a small smile, but he didn't give one back. Instead he just turned around and walked away.

Ok, now is a good time. I put my fork down and went after him. "Scott." He wouldn't turn around though. "Scott, I need to talk to you." I said in a firm voice.

He stopped but didn't turn around. "What is it." His voice was weak, I can tell you that.

"I'm not good at this things but if I want to do it right, your going to have to face me." I replied shyly now. He better not make it awkward after this.

He, slowly, turned around and waited for me to speak. "Go on."

"I hope you know that your forgiven for everything that you did. Its actually mostly my fault. So I'm sorry that I made you feel like hell because I would blame you for what mom and dad did to me. I didn't think on what your reasons were. I hope you forgive me." I said looking at him.

He looked shocked. "Why would you apologies for something I did? I'm the one that has to be asking on my knees for forgiveness."

I shook my head at him. "I feel like it was my fault in the beginning."

"You have nothing to say sorry for." He walked closer to me and brought me in for a hug. "Thank you. I don't deserve this but, thank you."

I don't remember when was the last time I was hugged so this came as a big surprise. I took a deep breath and hugged him back tightly. I haven't felt this way in so long. Scott is the only family I have left, and I'm happy about having him here with me. I'm glad he came back.

"I need to make a call. I'll be back." Scott pulled away after a while with a big grin in his face. I was less worried about him now. Maybe he was just stressing that he was living with someone that hated him.

I nodded at him and walked toward my take out that was getting cold by the second. I got the fork and stabbed the noddles before getting them in my mouth and eating it as if I was a monster. I sometimes wonder whats wrong with me.