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Scarlett
I woke up and I felt like shit. I throw up in the bucket beside the bed. I take the medicine and drink the water on the table and I look over and I'm in an empty bed.

Bucky's bed.

I still have my clothes on. I don't really remember last night.

I get out of bed and walk downstairs with my phone. I look through my messages and see the last person I texted was Brandon.

I don't think I want to go on that date, something came up.

What happened?

After that I must've passed out before I could respond and he called like five times.

"Morning or should I say afternoon scar. I let your parents know you were here".

"Thanks Bucky. I'm so sorry I must've been so drunk last night".

"It's okay".

Then there was a knock at the door.

"I wonder who that is", said Steve walking to the door.

He disappears and the door slams open. And I hear yelling.

"I knew you'd be here. You little bitch. You said you'd go out with me and instead your in his house. I bet you fucked him and Steve didn't you. I should've known it was only a matter of time before you spread your legs for them".

"I think you should leave", I said trying not to cry.

"No. I want you on that date tonight and you in my bed or truck. I bet you'd spread your legs anywhere you whore."

I punched him in the mouth and he started bleeding.

"I think she said leave", said Bucky. He was by my side this time. And so was Steve.

"Defending your bitch, the both of ya

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"Defending your bitch, the both of ya. She ain't nothing but a whore anyway and before they could react, I felt a punch to my eye and I went down.

"You fucking bastard", yelled Bucky as he punched him square in the nose so hard I heard the crack.

Steve helped me up and I grabbed the baseball bat nearby and ran outside with it and broke the windows and smashed everything I could. I didn't give a fuck. Then I ran over to asshole and Bucky and beat the asshole with the bat as hard as I could and I felt Steve grab me but I tried fighting him the whole time.

Then I gave up when I got tired. I could tell Steve wanted to break up the fight between the toe of them. But he should know the minute he lets go of me, I'd start again.

"What the hell is going on. Break it up. Now".

Becca and Winifred run over and Becca pulls them apart and gets a punch to the face but the fight is over.

"You can keep your whore, she ain't worth it", Brandon spits and makes his way to the truck and drives off.

Bucky checks on his sister and runs over to me.

"Doll, are you okay?"

"I'm good, my face and body hurt is all".

"You got him really good sweetheart".

"I know and so did you".

"Let's get you all fixed up", says Winnie.

Steve carries me into the house and sets me on the couch.

Steve explains what happened as we get cleaned up.

"I wasn't gonna let him get away with calling her names and hitting her", said Bucky holding on ice pack to his eye with his good hand.

Bucky turns out had a black eye, a split lip, a cut above his eye and a sprained wrist. Meanwhile I had a back eye, a split lip and a few bruises on my face and a sprained hand and wrist.

"Scarlett seems to have gotten the worst of it though", said Becca.

"I'll be alright. I've had horse injuries worse than this", I said holding an ice pack to my eye.

"Well I've called the cops and they have Brandon in custody and I told them what I saw but they need statements".

"We'll drive down there and give them some".

"Then we'll go to Steve's so Sara came make sure Scarlett is okay", said Bucky.

"I told you, I'm fine Buck".

"I'd rather have you looked at. I wanna make sure you don't have a concussion".

"Okay and you better get checked out too".

"Okay sweetheart".

We piled into Steve's Jeep and made our way to the police station and talked to them and had pics of our injuries taken.

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