My alarm wakes us up.

“Fuck! Why do you wake up so early.” Rey complains turning over in bed.

“Because I need to get dressed.” I slap her butt before getting up.

She pulls the blankets up over her head. I shake my head at her before walking to my closet. I get dressed and wash up before doing my make-up. Then I grab my bag and make my way out the door.

“You better get up soon and lock the door on your way out,” I say.

“Emm.” She grumbles.

I roll my eyes and walk out.

When I walk into the school I am cornered by Mani.

“Ms. Ashton just who I was looking for.”

“Oh?”

“You see Ms. Gully will be out for the rest of the week, a death in the family.”

“Oh, well I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Yes, well you see she was in charge of detention, Would you mind picking it up for the rest of the week?”

Really? Just great. Well, at least it’s Wednesday.

“Sure, I guess. Do I just stay after?”

“Yes just go to the lecture hall and make sure you sign off all the names on the list. You shouldn’t have much trouble, usually not that many the first week back.”

“Right, well you got it, boss.”

“Thanks, I knew I could count on you. Also yesterday no one was in the detention hall so yesterdays group will come today. I think it was only one. Not too bad.”

Fuck.

Maddison.

Karma.

“Great, I’ll be there,” I say as I walk off to class.

That’s what I get for giving her detention like a bitch. Now I have to sit with her for two hours. Just great.

When I get to my class I get situated and pass out the books. Then I look at the time. Ten till. Dinah walks in.

“Morning.” She says.

“Morning.” I smile at her.

Where the hell is Rey?

“Uh, I have to use the restroom.” I quickly step out.

Once in the bathroom, I call her. It goes to voicemail. So I try again, but once again I get voicemail. Fuck I should have made her get up before I left.

‘where are you?’ I text her.

Just then the bell rings.

I sigh and walk back to class.

Her desk stays empty all class and I have to count her absent.

She doesn’t text back until around noon.

‘Oops overslept, my bad. Oh well, I’ll just skip. See you when you get home.’

‘Really, well I got stuck with detention duty so I’ll be late. You better make this up to me, I want a full course meal when I get back.’

‘I’ll see what I can do 😉’

I sigh and set my phone down.

Well, this sucks.

I get lunch with Dinah and E.J.

When the final class rolls around I look at Maddison. She looks worse for wear. She doesn’t even look at me, she just puts her head down at her desk. Fuck, maybe I took it too far. God, I’m a piece of shit. It’s not like I wanted to do it, I just want her to leave me alone.

I blow through class and the whole time Maddison doesn’t bring her head up once. When the bell rings she doesn’t move.

I walk over to check if she is even awake.

“Maddison,” I call.

No movement.

“Maddison.” I shake her.

Still nothing.

“See you tomorrow,” Dinah calls.

“Yeah, see you.” I smile at her.

“Maddy!” I shake her hard.

She shoots up in her chair.

Her hair was stuck to her face and she was drooling a little. She pouted up at me. God, she’s so cute.

“Come on, time for detention.” I grab my bag.

“What do you mean?” she gets up.

“I mean thanks to karma, I got stuck watching detention for the rest of the week, so yeah. Your welcome for that.”

“That’s what you get for being an asshole.” She smirks.

I roll my eyes.

We walk into the lecture hall and I look at the list, only Maddison’s name is on it.

Sigh.

“Look you can go home if you want. I’m sorry, I guess I took things too far yesterday. I didn’t mean to be such an asshole.” I meet her eyes.

“Nope, I’m fine, besides I already told my mom I had detention, if I go home now I’ll have to face another lecture because she’ll think I’m skipping.”

“Well, then I guess you better get to reading.” I sigh and sit down on the desk.

“I’m done.” She says.

“Huh?”

“I stayed up all night and read the whole book. Okay, I listened to the audiobook, but that still counts.”

“Oh.”

“Yep.”

“Um just do whatever then, I’ll just be right here.” I set my bag down.

She gives me a devious smirk. What is she up to now? She walks over to the door and closes it. My eyes follow her back to her backpack. She pulls out a Bluetooth speaker and sets it on the table.

“What are you doing? Why do you have that?” I ask.

“I had to bring it for a skit we did in theater, but now I am using it for something else.” She hooks her phone up to it before she begins to play classical music.

Then she walks over to me.

“Can I have this dance?” she asks.

I have to look down to hide the smile on my lips.

“Maddy you know we can’t. look just because I’m sorry for being an asshole doesn’t mean it changes anything.”

“It’s just a dance, don’t you wanna dance?”

I look up at her.

Her face is soft and vulnerable looking. She’s scared I’ll say no. I know I should say no, but it’s just a dance. It doesn’t have to mean anything.

“Fine.” I sigh.

Her eyes light up in delight.

I grab her hand and interlock our fingers. Then I pull her into me and we sway to the music. Just having her close makes me feel ten times better. But it also makes me feel awful. Everything inside me is at war. My insides knot together and my heart races.

“I’m sorry,” I say again.

“I know.”

“I mean it, I shouldn’t have done that, I was just being a bitch. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

She holds me tighter.

“No matter how mean you are to me, I am not going to give up. You and I are meant to be together. I’ll keep fighting for us no matter what.”

“Do you love me?” I ask.

“Yes. I will always love you and I know you love me too.”

Fuck, I’m going to cry again. She’s right. I do love her. I love her so fucking much. That’s also why it hurts so much because I love her yet she still did that to me. Why does she have this power over me? Why does she make me feel this way?

She suddenly stops moving, forcing me to stop too. My breath hitches in my throat when I feel her warm hands run up my shirt and connect with my stomach, slowly sliding up and down. She looks up at me with those emerald eyes. I feel trapped in her eyes.

I watch as she slowly unbuttons my shirt. She spreads open the fabric and runs her hands up and down my stomach. Then she just hugs me and rests her head on my exposed chest.

“Maddison,” I warn.

“Shh. It’s been too long since I’ve felt the heat of your skin against my own.” She says.

Oh god. What is she doing to me? I feel so confused. I want this, I want her, but I’m scared. I shiver as her lips begin to pepper kisses on my skin.

“Maddison.” I whimper.

She pushes me against the desk and kisses her way up my neck. Her hands grab my breast and she kneads them in her hand. She wedges her legs between my thighs, my skirt hiking up. Her lips seem to crawl up my skin until they are centimeters from my own.

I grab her shoulders and push her away. She whimpers and tries to kiss me, but I jerk my head away. I softly push her back and straighten myself out, quickly rebuttoning my shirt. I pull my skirt down and dust myself off.

She has tears in her eyes.

“I can’t do this,” I say.

“I know you want to! I can feel it!” she shouts.

“I don’t want to get into a serious relationship. I don’t want to open myself up to being hurt ever again. I can’t trust you, I can’t even trust myself. What I have with Rey is more than enough, she gives me what I need and I give her what she needs. We don’t take things too seriously we know where we stand with each other. That is what I want right now. Not whatever it is you and I had.”

“You’re lying, I can see it on your face. You aren’t satisfied. You are lying to yourself Scarlet. You may think that this is what you want but your heart knows the truth. You know deep inside of you what you really want. Fight me all you want, but I will always be here. I will wait. I’ll never give up.”

“Why are you convinced that I am worth waiting for?”

“I know what we had was real, it wouldn’t hurt this much if it wasn’t. I am not willing to let this go. I need you in my life.”

“You’re just a kid. How do you know what love is?”

“You don’t have to be an expert to know love when you see it. When you feel it. True I may not have all the experience you do, but seeing you hurting as much as I am, that is all the reassurance I need. You know I’m right.”

“I don’t know what I know anymore,” I admit.

She opens her mouth to say something but I hold up my hand to stop her.

“No more,” I say.

Then I turn and grab my bag. I can’t. I can’t be near her. It’s too painful. Without another word I just walk out and leave her standing there.