Chapter2

#Chapter2

I was brushing my wet hair when I heard a knock on the door.

/"Come in./" I called out.

My father stepped inside. He looked a little uncomfortable. /"This is the first time in three years that I've been in this room./" He admitted.

I look at him expectantly.

He cleared his throat, /"So, Uh, dinner's ready./"

I wasn't really hungry but I didn't have the stamina to argue so I just nodded and got up.

Just as we were about to enter the dining hall my father gently clasped my arm and halted me.

/"Listen Scarlett, I need to tell you something./" He gulped.

I could tell he was nervous.

/"What is it?/" My voice was quiet.

/"I need you to be a little understanding./" He sighed.

My eyebrows knit together, a feeling of unease settled deep in my stomach.

I waited for him to elaborate but he shook his head. /"Let's settle down first./"

He was trying to smile but it came out like a grimace.

What the hell is going on?

When I entered the dining hall the first thing I noticed was that there were three plates set on the table instead of two. Which was odd since there were only supposed to be two people; me and my father.

/"Are we having a guest over?/" I asked, curiosity lacing my voice.

He didn't mention anything about a guest before.

My heart clenched when I saw the pained look on his face.

/"Dad, what's going on?/" I demanded.

/"Richard?/" A soft female voice broke in before he could answer me.

I turned around towards the source of the sound and my eyes landed on a tall, beautiful woman standing in the hallway. Her silky blonde hair was styled perfectly and her bronze legs looked like they could go on for centuries.

/"Who is she?/" I was surprised at how squeaky my voice sounded.

My breaths started coming out rapidly. I was gasping for air.

I already knew the answer.

/"You must be Scarlett?/" The woman smiled at me but my whole body was frozen in place like a statue.

I felt sick.

/"Who is she and what is she doing here?/" My voice was sharp, it was directed at my father.

He closed his eyes briefly.

/"Scarlett-/" he started but I cut him off.

/"Answer me!/" I screamed.

/"This is Sara, she's my fiancé. We're getting married next month./" My dad almost whispered.

I staggered back. The breath left my body.

Every emotion I had been trying to push away since the past month suddenly crashed down on me.

How could he?

/"You bastard!/" I spat out, /"She's only been gone a month! Do you feel no regret? No shame? Just a month after mom's death you're planning your wedding?/"

My hands curled into fists. I could see the tears starting to glisten in his eyes but I couldn't stand the sight him right now.

/"I hate you! I hate you!/" I hissed before I turned around and sprint.

I could hear them calling after me. I could hear his apologies but I couldn't deal with this right now.

I ran outside. I needed to get away from him.

My legs carried me into the woods located a short distance from my house.

I still remembered the way clearly.

The rain was much slower now, a steady drizzle. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me. My lungs were burning but I didn't care.

Finally after what seemed like hours, my legs gave out and I collapse to the ground. I was gasping for air

I recognized the familiar surroundings of the clearing. It was still exactly the same.

For some reason I wasn't surprised that I'd ended up here.

I sob broke out from my chest and my shoulders started shaking as I cried. My hand traveled up and clenched over my chest. The simple action had a deep meaning behind it.

It represented a breaking heart.

I was reminded of the person who taught it to me and a fresh wave of pain washed over my heart.

Once upon a time, he had meant a lot to me.

I screwed my eyes shut as I remembered him.

/"Scarlett?/"

I'm hearing his voice now?

A warm but firm hand clasped my chin. I could feel tingles shoot up my spine at the contact. It was like my body still remembered his touch, welcomed it.

I knew it was real. He was real. I wasn't imagining it.

I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later.

I knew I was going to run into him eventually. I just hadn't expected it to be so soon.

/"Scar?/" He said again, using my old nickname.

My eyes flew open and I saw him.

I felt like my heart had stopped beating.

/"It's really you./" His deep voice was filled with disbelief.

For a moment I was awestruck by his rugged beauty. I'd never really gotten used to how beautiful he was.

But the reality of the situation soon settled in and I quickly yanked myself away from him.

His dark eyes were swirling with an unreadable emotion.

My whole body trembled in shock.

I did the only thing I knew.

I ran.

I had just seen Hunter Adam's.

The boy who had once meant everything to me.

The boy who decided to betray me.

The boy who ruined me.