My guardian angel dressed in black

Chapter 6

Scarlett pov

   I walked out of the room and went to the bathroom. I answered the call, "mom."

  "where are you?! Why aren't you at practice?!" She yelled.

   I flinched at her tone, "I'm at the hospital."

 "Why?!" She hissed

 "I-I had an accident during gym class. We were practicing cheer and I fell out of the stunt from getting hit by a football." I knew she didn't care that it was the football that made me fall, the only thing that mattered was that I had fallen.

  She was silent for a while, "very well." she all but hissed at me, "come home straight away." Then she hung up. I knew what was coming, I'm so stupid. Wait until she finds out that I can't cheer because of a concussion. I'm so STUPID! I looked in the mirror, I had tears in my eyes and I was pale. I took a deep breath and pushed my emotions back, slapped my cheeks a little bit and walked back to the room with the guys in it. They all looked at me with concerned faces, "the doctor came back and gave us the wrap. Need help?" Damien ask

  I smiled slightly but shook my head, "I got it." I took the wrap from him and wrapped my wrist up. I held one end with my fingers and I wrapped it around my wrist then my hand, once it was tight enough, I took the pin and secured the ends. I looked at the guys and they were looking at me strangely, "umm, are you guys ready to go?"

  They nodded and everyone stood and we walked out of the hospital. We got into the car and I sat on Damien's lap again, "where to?" Aiden asked us

  "umm, can you take me home, please. My mom called and told me to come home." I said. The truth was I wanted to go anywhere but home. But where was I gonna go?

  Aiden nodded. I told him the directions and he drove towards my house. I leaned back against his chest, Damien wrapped his arms around my waist. I shut my eyes and soon I was asleep.

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   "should I wake her? I know the doc said periodically, well she said, but it's only been ten minutes." A deep voice said.

  "Yea you should. Plus we are almost to her house anyway." Another voice said

  I felt myself being shaken, "Red, Red, we're almost there. Time to wake up."

  I groaned, "five more minutes."

  I heard chuckling, "nope. Time to wake up."

 "Fine," I mumbled. I opened my eyes and saw everyone looking at me, "what? Do I have something on my face?" I touched my face making sure there was no drool or anything.

  They just shook their heads, "nothing." They all said at the same time.

 "That's not creepy, that's not creepy at all," I said to myself. Damien chuckled behind me.

  "We're here," Aiden said. I looked out the window and saw our two story house. The house was painted white, the shutters and the porch were painted a light pink. The flowers in the garden were a mix of pink and purple flowers. I saw the curtain move slightly. I guess mom was wondering what the car was doing outside the house. I guess I can't wait any longer.

  "Thanks for the ride." I grabbed my bag and opened the door getting out.

  "BYE RED!!" They all said

 "See ya tomorrow," I said closing the door. I made my way to the front door, which is also painted a light pink.

  The door opened and mom stepped out playing the part of the concerned parent, she squeezed me and whispered in my ear, "you're gonna get when we go inside. Now hug me back."

  I nodded and wrapped my arms around her. She let go and we made our way inside. I placed my stuff down as she locked the door, as soon as I turned I felt a sting on my cheek. I fell to the floor from the force of the hit, I tasted the coppery taste of blood. She split my lip. I looked up at mom, she doesn't deserve that title anymore, no she was a witch. I looked up at the witch and she kicked me in the side, "YOU STUPID, UNGRATEFUL b***h!!" she yelled, "HOW DARE YOU FALL OUT OF A f*****g STUNT! YOU f*****g KNOW BETTER THAN TO FALL!!" She kicked me again in the same spot. I curled into a ball, "WHAT DID THE DOCTOR SAY, FATASS!!"

  "H-He s-said that I-I have a m-mild concussion and a s-s-sprained wrist." I stuttered.

 She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up, "there's more. What else?" She spat

  I gulped, "H-H-He s-s-said that I-I c-c-can't ch-cheer b-be-because of the con-con-concussion."

 "WHATT!!" She threw to the ground roughly. Before I could cover she kicked me in the face, breaking my nose. She kicked me in the back a few time before kicking me in the stomach. She called me so many names. "NO DINNER FOR YOU!!" she said before she walked away. I heard the front door close and the car drive away. I waited a few minutes before carefully standing up. Every movement hurt, I grabbed my bags and walked slowly up the stairs and into my room. I dropped my bags onto the floor and went into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror inspecting the damage done.

   My lip was split and my nose was broken, I had blood dripping down my nose. I reached for my nose and put it back in place. That's gonna swell. With my nose back to normal, I saw a bruise on my cheek from the hit. I lifted my shirt carefully and looked at my stomach, I had bruises all over, I gently pressed around my ribs. They hurt but not too bad, they were bruised but not broken. I turned around and saw more bruises on my back. She went ballistic. I grabbed the first aid kit I kept under the sink. I cleaned my face as much as I can. I took some wrap from under the sink, I taped down one end and started wrapping my ribs up. Once done I taped the other end down and let my shirt fall. I put everything away and slid down against the wall. I brought my knees up and let my arms hang over my knees.

   Why did my life become like this? I was happy, I was myself. Then it all went to crap. I sighed, I got up and went under my bed and pulled out a dark blue box. I went back into the bathroom and slid down the wall carefully, I open the box and there was my trusty razor. I know I promised David that I'd stop but I guess promises were meant to be broken huh. It has to be where no one can see it. I know! My hips, it gets covered by my pants and whatnot. I pulled my shirt up and slid my pants down a little bit, then I slide the blade across my skin and watched as the blood seeped out, I slid it a couple more times over my hips before putting it away. I clean the blood up and put a bandage over it.

    As carefully as possible I stood up, I put the box back under my bed and went to my closet. In the back of my closet was a bunch of my old clothes, I took out My Chemical Romance sweatpants, a Nightmare before Christmas shirt, dark blue slippers, a vans beanie, black and white striped gloves, a hooded leather jacket, and a Pierce the Veil backpack. I changed into it. I used my hair to cover my face and stuck on the beanie and the hoodie. I packed some clothes, my sketchbook, a book and the box under my bed. I stuck the box under the clothes. I grabbed my phone and stuck my earbuds in my ear. I looked into the mirror and saw the old me again. Not the cupcake everyone sees. I looked out my window and saw I was in the clear, the witch was still out. I stuck some pillows under the blanket to make it look like I was sleeping.

   I went downstairs and walked to the park. I stuck my earbuds in and pressed play on my playlist. The first song that came on was Coming Down by Five Finger Death Punch. I kept my head down, not wanting anyone to see my face. I looked up quickly and saw I was in the park. There weren't that many people at the park today, there were a few kids in the play area, a couple was walking, and there was a group of boys by the swings. They were laughing at something. I kept on walking. I found a spot farther away from the kids and those that were walking, I sat on the grass slowly and leaned against a tree. I took out my sketch pad and I looked around and found what I was gonna draw. The group of boys. The next song was Kick Me by Sleeping With Sirens. I nodded my head to the beat of the music and continued drawing. I was almost done when someone walked by and stopped in front of me. Whoever it was, was blocking my light. I looked up and was shocked to see Andrew. I looked around, what the hell was he doing here?

    He looked just as shocked to see me, "Red?"

   I had options. Run, pretend to be someone else, or tell the truth and say it's me. I went with the last option. They were nothing but kind to me and treated me like a friend, "Hi Andrew." I smiled but winced when the cut on my lip pulled.

    "Hey, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be home, resting?" he exclaimed

   "Thought I'd come out to the park. What are you doing here?" I asked

    He smiled, "well we decided to hang out at the park. Wanna come over?"

  I hesitated, I was bruised and sore. All I wanted to do was sleep and forget today ever happened. Except meeting the guys, "come on it'll be fun." he said. I sighed, put my sketchbook away and grabbed my bag and slowly stood. I tugged on my hat and made sure my hood still covered my face. Andrew grabbed my hand and we walked. Well more that he was dragging me, it was becoming painful from the beating that I just received.

    When we finally stopped, we stopped at the group that I was drawing. I bent down a little trying to breathe. They stopped talking and looked at me, "who's this?" it sounded like Damien.

I stood up straight and smiled, "whats up."

 They looked at me then recognition set in, "Red!" they all said

  "The one and only." I joked.

  "what are you doing here? You should be home. In bed." Damien said

 I shrugged and held in a wince, "wanted to come out."

    I took a seat on the ground, I kept my distance but it wasn't obvious. I place my bag next to me and put my phone and earbuds away, I pulled on my hood and looked back up. They were still looking at me, "what?" I question

   "you look different?" Damien said, "where'd you get the clothes from?"

  "These are mine. Always had them." I said. I looked at them. They were all looking at me with shocked expressions all except Brayden, he was looking at me with concern. What is he concerned about?

   "They look really good on you." Damien said smiling, "it seems more...you."

  I smiled, it felt good to be in my old clothes. I wasn't acting as a cupcake, I was being me. It was refreshing. Ryker raised his hand and started waving it saying me me. I laughed, "whatcha want Ry?" teach said

  "wanna play a game?" he asked

  "what game?" Brayden asked, finally saying something.

  "how about tag?" He said. I inwardly groaned more pain. I don't think I could run. The witch really did a number on me. Breathing right now is painful. I was gonna stay in the park then go and find a spot to sleep at. I didn't want to go home at the moment and me staying here is like being out here. I wasn't gonna eat anyways because the witch said so.

 "you guys can go and play I don't think I should be playing," I told them

  Brayden nodded, "yea, you do have a concussion."

 "yea." I said, "but don't let it stop you guys from having fun."

  "you sure?" Andrew said

  I smiled, "I'm positive. Now shoo." Ryker, Damien, Andrew, and Teach all stood up and started running.

  Brayden stood where he was, "I'm gonna keep Red company." He yelled out to them.