She's Scarlett
She's Scarlett
Blake POV
Silently, I watched Nero from the kitchen door, gazing at his back and feeling drunk by his scent which was everywhere on me, and no, it was not because I was wearing his shirt.
Dreaming about something bigger than running away from home was never a part of my thought. But now, I feel greedy… like I am becoming needy… wanting more from him… for us.
Dreaming about something bigger than running away from home was never a part of my thought. But now, I feel greedy… like I am becoming needy… wanting more from him… for us.
An addict to Nero is what I was turning into. Everything about him is like a drug I couldn't get enough of, and thankful I heal faster, or else I wouldn't have survived last night because I was drowning in him and he was like a rough wave crashing into me.
"Morning," Nero muttered after he turned around and saw me.
Walking away from the door, I approached the counter, stopped in front of him, and whispered, "Good morning,"
Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist and sat me on the counter, causing a cry to escape my lips because my body was still sore since it was just a few minutes ago before we decided to take a break.
"Are you okay?" Nero said with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Huh?" I whispered, pretending like I didn't hear those words because of the memories that came with them.
"Is your body okay?"
Trying to annoy him, I pouted and whispered, "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Because you kept wailing..."
Hastily, I clapped my hand over his mouth, giving him a warning look when he chuckled, looking satisfied in himself for teasing me.
When I finally drew my hand back, he smirked and said, "Do you want us to stay home so you can rest?"
"No, I have a test to take today," I mumbled, looking at the plate beside me.
Okay. Then I will drop you off, even though I have already missed my class time."
"You missed your class… Wait. What's the time?!"
Picking his phone off the counter, he turned on the screen, stared at it, and mumbled, "Eleven-thirty."
"Damn it, Nero! I missed my test." I shouted in frustration.
"What! You were the one who kept holding me and moving your hips."
"Ahh! Stop talking!"
Annoyed, I was about to get off the counter when he drew the plate closer to me and said, "Grilled cheese sandwich. You should have some to replenish your energy."
"Okay," I whispered.
Pouting at the bread, I picked it up, frowned at Nero, and then bit aggressively into it.
After I was done with the second sandwich, I was about to leave the counter when I picked up Jason's scent.
Once my feet were back on the tiles again, I gazed at the door and saw him, standing in the way of the kitchen.
When our eyes locked, he hastily stared over my head and had this anxious look on his face as he gazed at Nero.
"Good morning," I mumbled, feeling awkward because his confession never did leave my thought.
"Morning," Jason said, lowering his gaze for a second to look at me before staring at Nero.
It was clear that he had words to tell him. But I was the one holding him back from speaking his mind, so I whimpered, "I should get ready for class."
After leaving both of them alone in the living room, my ears were alert as I headed upstairs. But the fact that neither of them said anything useful the entire time I was gone left me even more curious.
Their silence lasted even after I got dressed and came back downstairs to meet them. It was difficult now not to suspect that something was fishy about their behavior.
But what made it worse was when Nero handed me the jeep spare key and said, "You should drive yourself to school."
Trying to get the truth out of him, I pouted and mumbled, "But you said.."
"I know what I said, but something came up, and I need to take care of it."
"Okay,"
Frustrated, I snatched the key from his hand and walked off, feeling hesitant to go to class now.
But because of Mr. Franklin's stupid test, I had to go, knowing that I didn't want to repeat another semester.
When I got on campus, it was almost one o'clock, and I was crying in my head that Mr. Franklin would take pity on me for whatever reason as I hurried down the hallway, when I unexpectedly bumped into someone.
Immediately, I looked up, and staring back at me was a gamma. She was really pretty and had this fierce aura about her that left me gawking speechlessly for a while.
"I am so sorry," She let out softly.
"No, no. I should be the one who's sorry. I bumped into you first, and my apologies for that." I hastily said with a smile to smooth the situation.
"Yeah, but if I weren't wandering around here like a fool, you probably wouldn't have run into me, so I'm sorry."
From the calmness in her tone and the gentleness in her expression, she seemed like a really nice person, and I couldn't help asking, "You were wandering around?"
"Yeah. I am kind of on a campus tour, also new to town, and I wanted to complete my last semester hopefully here. So I came to take a peek at the campus."
"Well, I can help show you around later if you want and have the patience to wait. I have a thing to discuss with my instructor first."
"Well, if you don't mind, I can just follow you. That's kind of a tour, right?"
"Mmmh, Okay… let's do that."
When she smiled at me, I returned a slight grin and uttered, "I am Blake."
With gentle eyes, her voice was so polite when she replied, " Scarlet is mine."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thanks. Yours is pretty too."
Have you ever met a stranger and it just feels right? That's how this moment felt with Scarlet. She was so sweet and different from what I have been greeted with within this damn place.
When we arrived at Mr. Franklin's office, he looked up from his desk, glared at me, and mumbled, "See who finally has time for school."
"I am truly sorry that I missed your test, Mr. Franklin." I pleadingly uttered since lying wasn't an option, and the truth wasn't for others ears.
"You are lucky you have connections. But my advice to you, Miss Hayes, or would you prefer Mrs. Fang?"
"Wha…"
"Connect don't carry people too far without hard work. You should keep that in mind."
Although I was infuriated, I couldn't help wondering what he meant by I have connections. My father didn't know that I missed my test. No one else did, except Nero, and then everything made sense.
"You will take your test tomorrow. Apparently, today will not work for you." Mr. Franklin mumbled with an air quote.
"I didn't say that. I am prepare to take the test right now!" I blurted out in annoyance.
"That's good for you. I'm glad to know that you have some sense of seriousness left. But tomorrow is when you will receive your test."
"Look…!"
Instantly, getting a hold of my tongue, I bit down on my lip to stop myself from lashing out at him and calm down.
Then I looked at Scarlett and said, "I guess I am free to show you around the building now."
It felt so embarrassing that she was there to see all that happened, and as we walked back down the hallway, I felt too ashamed to talk to her.
"You have two last names?" Scarlet whispered, looking modest when I peered at her.
"Hayes is my father's last name, and Fang is… is kind of my mate's surname," I mumbled beneath my breath in reluctance.
"Wow, you are mark!"
"Yep,"
"It must be nice,"
When she said those words, I realized that it was actually really nice having Nero as my mate because he was incredible.
Although Mr. Franklin made me feel somewhat guilty about it, it was nice that Nero cared enough to put his reputation on the line for my grades. That was the first time someone had cared about my education.
Time drifted by along with little conversations between Scarlet and I, and finally, we were standing outside of the campus building because I was done showing her the entire inside part of it.
"You are such a sweetheart for helping me out!" Scarlet said, fixing her eyes on mine as she took my hand in hers.
"Thanks. It was fun." I told her.
"We should grab lunch sometime… Please say, 'yes.' I have been really bored since I arrived, and you seem like a genuine soul."
"Umm, yes. Of course."
As my lips settled in a smile, I suddenly heard Nero shout out my name, "Blake!"
Looking around, I felt a sense of confusion sweep through me, and then my gaze rested on he and Jason, approaching us with serious expressions on their faces.
Nervously, I waited for him to reach me along with Jason before asking, "Is everything okay?"
"Yes," Nero uttered, looking at Scarlet, and I swear I saw a spark of rage in his eyes for a second. "Who is she?"
"She's Scarlet," I mumbled in an attempt to clear the atmosphere.