My Naughty Lover ✔️

Chapter 87

"Mrs Jennifer, it's a shock to tell you that your daughter was caught in act of violence at school, today." The principal tells my mother who is looking at me with shocked and disgust. She is wearing a formal outfit and she still looks the same. She has the same midnight black hair as me but her eyes are of a grey color. Her sharp nose and her red lips are curved slightly into a frown on her face.

"Even I'm shocked, Sir." My mother says, while looking at me, with disgust.

"It's a warning for her as she is one of our best students here. However, If she is caught in any act of violence at school again, she will be expelled from our school." The principal says, while sitting on his chair and shuffling around some papers.

"What?? But sir she should be punished!" Jessica exclaims angrily, beside me.

"Miss Scarlette, you will have to stay after school for 1 week. Detention for you too as well, Jessica, for one 1 week." The principal says,

"But sir-" Jessica says.

"Enough! Now please excuse me." The principal says and we all go out.

"I can't believe this." mother says, once we're alone.

"Mother, she started it." I say.

"You have changed a lot, Scarlette." she says, "What in the world were you thinking??? I can't believe this! Why don't you just get out from each of our lives for once???" She says and turns on her heels, going away with full speeds.

I stay there, while clenching my jaw. Anger is slowly boiling inside of me. I have had enough of people accusing me like this. I have had enough taking other's blame. I have had enough!!!

I make my way to the bathroom and I look at myself in the mirror while smirking. Each time, I look at myself, I find one different Scarlette. Previous time, I was crying, then I was admiring myself, and then I was crying again, and now I'm looking at my messy face. My hair is like a nest now. It's messed up. My face is red and my arms have several red marks.

Wow. I can't believe myself anymore. Never have I ever killed a single mosquito. Now, look at me, fighting violently. I rub my arm with water and a burning sensation occurs. Damn it, it burns. However the pain satisfies me suddenly. I smirk.

What is wrong with me??

Next, I tie my hair into a high bun and I rinse my face. After that, I make my way outside, where some people are looking at me with fear.

I decide to go home.

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*Ring* *Ring*

My phone keeps ringing and I completely ignore it. It's Zac.
He even left me several messages asking me where I am.

Ring Ring

Anger takes quickly over me as I finally answer the damn phone.

"What, Zac?" I ask angrily.

"Is it a way to talk to your father?" my dad says and I quickly apologize.

"Oh..I'm so sorry dad, I thought it was-"

"Yeah, Zac." dad says. "Your mother called me, a while before." he says.

"About the incident at school, i guess." I say.

"Yes. What happened?" he asks.

"Dad.. I'm sorry, I lost control." I say.

"Scarly, it feels so unlike you." he says. "What's happening?" he asks.

"I don't know dad, I don't know." I say breaking into tears. "I have had enough."

"What do you mean? I'm here for you aren't I?" he says and I find myself angry at his choice of words.

"Are you??? I have been treated badly ever since I came to Canada. I have been accused multiples of time about being a slut. I have been beaten several times even though I was not to be blamed. I have been without food most of the time. I have never had access to go out. I didn't have anyone stay with me in the house. I had to do every work at  home. My parents were never at home. I was never given enough money to buy things which I liked. I never had the opportunity to wear clothes of my taste. Where were you then, dad?? Tell me???? Where the heck were you??" I shout, while trying to control my cracked voice. "Why aren't you answering me now, dad??? Tell me!!!" I say but he stays silent.

"I'm sorry, Scarlette. I have to go, I'll call you later." he says and I feel more angry.

"Yes, like always you have to go!!! Just go, dad. Don't bother yourself about me. Bye." I say and I hung up on him.

Why?? Why does nobody understand me?? I can't bear it anymore. I can't.