Broken

Chapter 18

 I woke up and looked over at Scott, who was still asleep beside me. His blonde hair was messy and his face was stuffed in a pillow. I smiled and sat up, careful not to wake up Scott. An arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me back down causing me to laugh a little. "Scott." I looked over to see him still face planted in the pillow. I snuggled into his embrace and inhaled his scent. "Scott." I felt him shiver as I whispered against his skin. "Yeah flower?" I blushed at his nickname for me and looked up at him. "What does this make us?" Scott moved his face so he was looking down at me and I watched as his blue eyes looked up in thought. "Not friends with benefits. That's just all kinds of wrong." I nodded and traced my finger on his exposed stomach. "What about girlfriend and boyfriend?" Scott looked down at me and grabbed my hand to stop me from tracing circles. "Do you really want to do this?" I looked up at him and saw concern and caution in his blue eyes. I lean forward and connected my lips to his. "I do." I sat up and started to reach down for my sweatpants, but gasped at the sudden pain running through my waist. "Ow, ow, ow, ow." Scott sat up and grabbed my shoulder. "You okay?" I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my tongue. "I'm fine, just a little sore. Did you do enough last night?" I looked back to see Scott smiling sheepishly. "Sorry." I laughed and grabbed the sweatpants as fast as I could without hurting myself. I managed to pull them on, but my next problem was my shirt. "Scott, I can't find my shirt." I felt the bed shift as Scott looked around for it. "You guys looking for this?" I pulled the blanket up to cover my chest and looked to the doorway. Avi stood holding my night shirt up and staring us down with angry eyes. "Thanks, Avi." I reached for my shirt, but he only tightened his grip on my shirt. "Just wait till I tell Colden." I felt the blood drain from my face and I felt Scott tense beside me. "Avi, let's just talk this out." Avi wouldn't have any of it though as he turned and walked away from the door. Scott jumped up and grabbed his boxers, pulling them up before running out of my bedroom. I heard the shouts downstairs and I cringed before a feeling of pure hatred ran through me. I grabbed Scott's shirt, not caring how bad it would make this all look, and hurried down the stairs. All eyes turned to me as I stepped off the stairs. Colden's eyes were blazing with anger and I assume mine were the same. "Is it true?" I looked straight into his eyes and took a deep breath. "It's true." Colden clenched his jaw and the flame in his eyes only grew. "You little slut." I sucked in a sharp breath and held my ground while the boys stared me down. Except for Scott, who was looking down. "How can I be a slut when I've only just lost my innocence?" Colden glared at me and pointed a finger at me. "I want you out of this house. Now." I look at each of the boys in the room, all having looks of surprise and concern on their faces. "Now May, before I decide to skin you instead." I stared Colden in the eyes before turning around. "If she leaves, I leave too." I turned in shock to see Scott glaring at Colden. "Scott no." I walked over to the tall blonde and looked up at him. "Your place is here with your brothers." I began to turn away, but Scott caught my arm. His eyes were desperate and pleading, causing my heart to break even more. "Please." I felt the tears prick my eyes, but I didn't dare let them fall. "I'm sorry Scott." I turned and walked up the stairs, walking into my room and shutting the door before sliding down it. I stared at the ceiling and squeezed my eyes shut before taking a deep breath. I felt a terrible pain in my chest, an even worse pain than when I found out Avi was dating Misty. It felt like someone had shot me through the heart, but I wasn't dead yet. I stood and walked to the mirror, wondering what I would find. My reflection was normal and nothing happened. My shoulders slumped and I felt disappointment flood through me. Maybe I wanted to see the purple haired girl, but I was a little glad I didn't see her. I stared at my reflection longer and the more I looked, the more I disliked. My sadness soon became anger and I glared at my image. I raised a hand to it and jab my finger at the glass. "You are a stupid baby. Get yourself together and maybe you can stay." I watched as the girl in the mirror cringed. Her eye twitched and her smile grew. "Or you can leave and never have to worry about rules again." My eyes widened at what I had just heard, but it all made sense. "You're right. I can do anything I want if I leave. I can dye my hair like yours." The reflections smile grew and she tilted her head, then she disappeared.