"Hey, wake up." Cooed a soft voice. I whimpered. "I don't want to go to school." Its too early.  I heard a soft chuckle. Then something alarmed me. I was being viciously shaked. "Wake up!" Someone screamed in my ear. Then something came in contact with my face. My eyes snapped open. Beside me was Blake sitting in a chair and looking down at me concerned. But on top of me. Callie. Her hand was held high, ready to slap me again. She had been shaking me and shouting at me to wake up. 

    Her hand came crashing down again. "Ouch!" I yelped in pain. "Sorry." Callie murmured apologetically. "What are you doing?" I whined. I felt a bit drunk. The comforter underneath me sunk as Callie sat beside me. "You ok hun?" She asked. Her voice soft.  I nod, still dazed. "Where Cookie?" I mumbled. They looked back at me confused, "Who?" They asked in unison. "Cookie, with the 'K'" I asked once more. "Keko." Blake sighed. I nodded. Yay, He got it right. "She had to leave early, something about her mom being sick."

     "Mmmhmm." I rolled over to my side and snuggled against Callie. "Did you know she hates me?" I asked. "Hun, They had to drug you. But it's ok your home now." Callie ran her hands through my hair. I felt myself going back to sleep. "How long did I sleep?" I groaned. "Few hours. Go back to sleep Scarlet." Cooed Blake. I made room on the bed for him. "Sit." I commanded wearily. Callie's grip around me tightened. "A-are you sure?"  asked Callie. The other side of the bed weighed down and Moved over to Blake. "Goodnight." I said hugging him.

...Blakes P.O.V...

     As she fell back asleep I felt her friend, um.. Katie? Giving me a death glare. Katie got off of the bed. "Hey Katie where are you-" She cut me off. "My names Callie. Don't ever call me Katie. My name is Callie and you will call me Callie. Call me anything else and I will dice you up and feed you to vultures." She snapped. She glared at me, "Yes M'am- I mean Callie." She grinned, clearly satisfied. 

    She continued to grab her coat and her purse. "Callie, where are you going?" I asked, making sure I properly said her name. "Home." She Dead-panned. "You stay with her." I reluctantly nodded. I was going to get Taco Bell...  She headed towards the door. Suddenly she spun back around so fast I felt like she went invisible for a second. "Hurt her, and I will have your head." She spat. "Is that a threat?" It's cute when girls make threats. 

     Or guys that are wimpy idiots. Trust me, my ass has been kicked by many girls. But Kati-Callie doesn't seem like the type to kill a fly. "It's a promise." She seethed and slammed the door behind her. Well damn. From the noise I felt Scarlet stir. I stayed rigid, frozen. Not moving a muscle until she settled down beside me once more.

      I twirled her black hair in between my finger. Soft like a puppy. "Did you just compare her to a puppy?" I mumbled. I couldn't help but sigh. Her lips look soft. Her nose defined and cute. Her eyelashes are long and brush against my arm as she strays closer to me. 

     I looked at her room closely. Everything was so neat and tidy. Organized, unlike the 3 room apartment me and my sister lived in. I slowly pried Scarlet off of me. She snuggled deeper into the bed where I was sleeping, burying her head in the pillow. I walked across her wooden floors over too a desk stacked with papers. "Homework." 

     I muttered while eyeing the paper. There was something odd though. There were multiple copies of the same sheets, stacked on her desk. I picked one up, "Deadline: Tuesday" it reads. 3 copies of history papers, all filled in. Different names were scribbled on the top right corners of the papers. She's doing other peoples homework. 

     She probably likes the work. My eyes skim over to another stack of papers. I read:

"She sat across from the stubborn bachelor. Her eyes narrowed at his messy hair and tired scowl. The scowl he has been giving her for months on end...but she knew she loved it. Inside her heart welled with passion every time they kissed-"

     I had to raise my eye brow at this. She's writing a romance. I looked back at the sleeping idiot. Mine as well- right? I grab the stack of papers and prance back to her bed. I lean back onto her bed, cautious not to crush her. After getting comfortable, I started to read.

     "The buttons of his shirt was undone and I looked back at the mistress behind him. He betrayed me! Led me on and crushed me, as if I was nothing. Maybe that WAS all I was to him, nothing. This was exactly what I was afraid of. From the first time he crashed his lips against mine, I knew I was bound to get hurt. But why so soon?"

I cringed. 

Really.

I mean, ALOT.

The ultimate cringes.

I don't know how long I had been reading, but all I could do was cringe. Making me want to read more. "How cringe worthy is this story?" I asked myself with what felt like a faint smile on my lips. After who knows how long, I placed the papers on her bed side table and began to drift to sleep. 

...

     "Someone is on top of me." was the first thing I thought when I started to grow conscious. I groaned and turned to my side. "Who the hell are you?" Asked a voice. A boy's voice. A little boys voice. I opened my eyes wearily, while the world seemed to come into focus I saw a boy around 10 maybe. His hair was blonde and he had brown eyes. His features reminded me just like Scarlet's. 

God..

Don't tell me.

Please don't tell me.

She's got a kid.

     The thought sent ringing alarms off in my head. I mentally started freaking out while the boy curiously looked at me. "You look stupid." I look up at him, snapped out of my own thoughts. "What?" I asked. "You look stupid." He replies. I look down at my black tee shirt and black jeans. 

     I  felt someone staring at me. I looked to the corner of the room and saw a middle aged woman with black hair staring at me. Her presence made me jump. She was just staring at me. "So you slept with my daughter." She asks  with a monotone voice. Slept with her daughter? What does she... 

     I look to my right at the sleeping Scarlet. She slept peacefully...But how she looked, a whole different story. "No I didn't." I argued. OH... This must be Scarlet's family. I sat up straighter and outstretched my hand. "I'm Blake." I greeted. "That sounds depressing." replied the woman. "What?" She shrugs. "Bleak name, anyway I'm Janelle." 

      Then she just leaves. She just exits the room as if she was never there. "You wanna watch Netflix and chill?" asked the boy who I now assume is Scarlet's brother. His choice of words made me choke on my own saliva. "We can watch Iron man on Netflix and then chill." God this boy is as oblivious as his sister. "Sorry I don't do Iron man." I give him my most sincere face.

      "But you did my sister, correct?" 

     "I didn't do your sister. Who are you anyway?" I smuttly reply. This brats getting on my nerves. "Louise, but my friends call me Lou."  He sends me a toothy grin. "Sup Lou." I give him a small wave, his smile falls. "You won't watch Iron man with me, I never said we were friends. You can't call me Lou. If you do, I tell. I am Mr.Boss man if you will." Then he follows that woman footsteps and just climbs off the bed..

     And leaves. 

     I lie back down..This is too weird to be real. I close my eyes. If i fall back asleep then I'll wake up in my own reality. I hug Scarlet closer to me by instinct. Once I realize what I've down it was already to late. Her arms wrap around me while she drowns deeper into her pillow. I honestly don't know what I'm doing anymore. 

Hesitant but consumed by sleepiness, I fell back asleep. 

...Scarlet's P.O.V...

     "I love you." He whispered in my ear as we stood in the freezing snow. White soft snowflakes fell around us as we stood in the park. The park where we first met. "Do you have to leave me?" I asked on the verge of tears. He solely nodded as I buried my face into his warm coat, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I don't want to let you go." I felt tears. He ran his hand through his light blonde hair and I felt his grip tighten around me. 

     "This can't be the end." He murmured into my hair. "I thought we were suppose to be forever." I whimpered. He pulled away from me and looked me straight in the eyes. His blue orbs reflected the same sober sadness mine's held. "Scarle-" His voice trailed of as my vision wavered. And thats when it was triggered. My illness. 

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Update!!! You happy? I'm happy!! Who's is this mysterious blue eyed fathom? Is Blake falling? What's up with Callie.. And airplane food...Keep reading and find out! 

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