My Life

I haven't spoken to Andy for three days now. I sleep on the couch and leave to go to Starbucks with my laptop. He always tries to talk to me when he gets home from work, but I just ignore him. Right now it's noon and Starbucks is filled with teens. I continue my focus on my laptop but slip looks at the teens. Then I see a familiar face smile at me and sit across from me.

"Hello Ethan." I say looking just above my screen.

"Mrs Gaskarth, how's your day?" He asks with a smile.

"Good, and don't call me Mrs Gaskarth. The name's Scarlet." I say.

"A pretty name for a pretty lady."

"Ethan you're what? Eighteen years old? Why are you hitting on me?" I sip some of my tea.

"I'm sorry but you're beautiful and a lot smarter than most girls I know."

"Weird, I dropped out of high school. Well it was nice talking to you, but I'm afraid I'll be on my way." I close my laptop and grab my bag.

"When can I talk to you again?" He asks, I smirk.

"Nev-" my words are cut off when I see Andy come in. It's like my throat closed itself as a reflex. He looks over at me and I turn my attention back to Ethan.

"You looked like you were saying something." Ethan says.

"Oh yeah, well if you just want advice then come back here at lunch sometime. I don't know this has become my new nest for where I work." I say.

I put my laptop in my bag and walk out of the coffee shop. I walk down the street to a nearby music store. I look through CDs, my favourite being Collide With The Sky by Pierce The Veil. I feel eyes deadlocked on me and I try not to look up, but do so anyways.

"Nice album isn't it?" He asks.

"Hi Alex." I say softly. I turn my attention back to the CDs.

"At Heart by Miss May I is also pretty good." He says. I move over to look at the instruments. I pick up an acoustic guitar and sit on a stool. I strum a little. "Scar please talk to me." I just focus on the sound of the instrument. He picks up a guitar and plays.
"I fought it for a long time now
While drowning in a river of denial
I washed up, fixed up, picked up all my broken things
'Cause you left me, police tape, chalk line
Tequila shots in the dark scene of the crime
Suburban living with a feeling that I'm giving up
Everything for you Oh, oh, oh, how was I supposed to know That you were oh, oh, over me I think that I should go Something's telling me to leave but I won't
'Cause I'm damned if I do ya, damned if I don't" He sings.
I hang my guitar back up and look at the piano books. "Scar please."

"What?" I ask.

"Please give me another chance, I love you." I give him a sympathetic smile.

"It's not about being given another shot, it's about what I want. I want you to move on, and I want to move on as well."

"So what I've got from that is that you haven't fully moved on." I sigh.

"But I am, so please wait till I'm ready to talk about things." He nods.

I walk out and walk straight into my boyfriend. "Scar, great you're here. I found this house just down the street of the school." Andy says. I give him half a smile, nod, and begin to walk away. He pulls my arm and turns me around. "Are you ever going to let the argument go?"

"Are you ever going to apologize?" I ask.

"Scar I've done nothing wrong, I only said the truth. And you just want me to apologize because you don't want to feel like you're guilty." I shrug and begin to walk away, but again I was pulled around.

"If you do not get your grip off of me, I will never talk to you again." He lets go and I walk home.

I don't want to talk to anyone. I just want to go home and sleep. I hate relationships, and all the drama that goes along with them. I hate how Andy can see right through me. What am I? A girl of glass? Am I a Suicide Silence song? But he's wrong about one thing, I don't have to apologize for my actions with the kids. They were inside my stomach for nine months. They came out of me. They are mine. If Andy wanted me back, he should have done it at the diner when he found out I was engaged. And what's his obsession with that envelope he gave me? What the fuck was in there? And why does he care so much? He never got my letter and I don't care.

I enter the apartment and put my laptop on the table. I change into some shorts and a Pierce The Veil Tshirt. I slowly drift off to sleep on the couch.

Notes

Shout out to IzzieDeadnow

I'm bored at school right now; what are you guys up to?

love ya<3