The end
Lots of emotions were in my mind right now, grief, regret, self hatred, anger but above all there was this voice that kept saying me I have to save her.
Everybody looked at me, and her mom came towards me and hugged me. That was it. I couldn't hold myself anymore. All the memories of Scarlett and I played in my mind. How I deliberately bumped into her car in the middle of the road. The way she looked at me whenever I'd taunt her. Those eyes. Those freaking eyes. The way she blinked, the way she walked, lightly so that even the ground shouldn't be hurt carrying her. The first time Marx showed me her picture. The first time we met. The first time we had a disagreement. The first time I insulted her.