It feels good to update after all this time! I really hope you enjoy and still want me to continue updating the adventures of Scarlett.
P.S Make sure you read the chapter Aron's Song, before reading this one! Otherwise, you will be lost.
Scarlett glowered at Emily and Cathleen. They were in the front seat of Cathleen's Mercedes Benz, blaring pop music and singing obnoxiously. It was all an attempt to bring up Scarlett's morale after her terrible adventure in New York. Scarlett longed to tell them to shut up. She yearned for the sound of silence.
"We're here!" Emily trilled, pulling into a vacant parking spot. Without uttering a word, Scarlett hopped out of the car and stalked towards the movie theater. She wanted to be in the movie, where it was dark and nobody would attempt a conversation with her.
The high-heels of her boots made an empty clack against the pavement until Scarlett reached the ticket booth.
"One for Bloodshed," She asked in a dead tone. The man behind the counter slipped a ticket to her, and Scarlett pushed a five dollar bill towards him. She heard Emily and Cathleen hastily order their tickets, trying to catch up with their distressed friend.
Scarlett waited for the two girls. They asked if she wanted a beverage or snack- anything. She shook her head and strode into the dark theater eagerly, ignoring all of the people in the movie theater lobby.
On the large screen, a woman was screeching with tears running down her cheeks. A man with a purring chainsaw was looming over her. Scarlett winced and rushed forward, not in the mood to watch blood splatter.
Her electric green eyes surveyed the theater. It was surprisingly packed with people. There was only one cluster of three empty seats and it was all the way in the back, at the end of a row. To get to the seats the girls would have to crawl over a group of rowdy looking men that appeared to be their own age. Emily came to Scarlett's side and took in what she was seeing.
"Oh la la, they're cute, huh?"
Scarlett simply blinked and bit her lip. They were attractive. Attractive in a rock band, alternative sort of way. They all had rugged good looks, shaggy hair and ripped jeans. They were also very noisy. The fact that many people were glaring at them did not seem to upset them very much.
"You guys go first," Scarlett said, taking a step back. She observed as Emily and Cathleen slipped into the aisle. The boys immediately took notice and began to whistle. Some even took the liberty to grab at their legs and hands. Although Emily and Cathleen only giggled, these actions caused unrest in Scarlett. After the whole ordeal with Rhett, her opinion towards men had changed.
With a laborious sigh, Scarlett strode forward. Just get it over with. She walked with steady confidence into the aisle, but it wasn't long until hands were pawing at her body.
"Stop," She hissed, whipping around to glare at those who touched her. They recoiled, laughing at the feistiness in the girl. "Stop it!"
Scarlett struggled through their groping hands and cat calls, clearly becoming flustered. She almost wanted to cry. Tightness was developing in her throat and making her voice crack. This was all she ever was to a man. A good body and a temper, nothing but a challenge. After accepting this her whole life, it was growing so tiresome.
"Let me go!" She shrieked loudly, reaching her breaking point. They only laughed at her frustration. Finally, she reached the end of the line of men and stared into the face of one of them. He wasn't laughing with the rest of his crowd. He stared at her with wide hazel eyes that seemed to pierce her deeply. His face was beyond attractive, and his hair was chestnut and shaggy like the rest of his group.
Scarlett stared at him for a prolonged moment and allowed a single tear to slip down her cheek before rushing forward. The men were too preoccupied with a blond who had risen to use the bathroom to notice or care. But the hazel eyed boy caught her by the wrist before she could reach Emily and Cathleen, and pulled her down into his lap.
Normally, this would have revolted Scarlett. But he seemed as if he was being sincere and she was too broken to care. She struggled for a moment, trying to get away.
"Really, let-"She protested, but the man only hushed her.
"What's the matter, baby?" He cooed into her ear, brushing a strand of hair from her eye. This seemed like such an intimate gesture … it made Scarlett too shocked to speak.
Scarlett froze like a deer watching a hunter. This man was so familiar to her! The wide hazel eyes, long eyelashes, hair that hung over each eye carelessly… oh, why couldn't she place him!
The other men in his group were done watching the blonde woman's ass, and swiveled around to look at Scarlett sitting on one of their owns lap. Immediately, they began to whistle and howl like dogs, urging the guy holding Scarlett to kiss her.
"Pucker up!"
"Just do it!"
"Kiss her, Aron!"
Scarlett jumped off of his lap out of instinct. That name caused a visceral reaction in her; it had ever since her summer fling with a boy named Aron. Her throat was so dry it felt as if it was bleeding.
"What's your name?" She managed to spit out.
"Aron," He answered innocently, staring directly into her green gaze. His eyes were so intense and familiar, it made Scarlett weak.
It was him. She knew it was him. The Aron from her childhood, her first love. She couldn't mistake him.
"Oh my God, Aron," She panted, unable to breath. Her head was swimming, her vision blurring.
Aron stared at her, perplexed. He didn't know it was his Scarlett. They hadn't seen each other in ten years, she couldn't blame him. But she had no doubt in her murky mind this was him.
Cliff-Hanger…. Yeah, I love them. This chapter is to be continued, but I just wanted to get an update in for those who were waiting for one. Stay tuned!
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