SCAR'S POV. 

"Scarlet." A familiar voice calls my name from a distance, and turning around, I saw my best friend, Rex, running towards me. 

Don't catch up.

Don't catch up.

Ignore me.

I wish.

He drooped one arm around my shoulder when he got to me, breathing heavily. "I have been calling you."

"Sorry, I didn't hear you." Shifting uncomfortably,  I sent him a tight smile.

His eyes seems to catch mine, brows furrowing roughly. "Is something wrong?"

No need to tell him. He shouldn't know.

"Its nothing." I lie, shrugging off his arm,  but he grabbed on my collar before I could slip away.

"Its him again, isn't it?"

"Rex...."

"Listen to me Scar. This is——this is just too much." He breaths out in frustration. "Just come with me okay. Come with me Scar. Away from that monster. We can run away."

"You know I can't." I look away. 'Not yet.'

This isn't the first time we are having this conversation, and this won't surely be the last.

"Why?" He scowls, a little too harsh, causing me to to flinch. "Because of that excuse of a father you have, you deserve better scarlet, much more better." He slowly calms down at the end, his green eyes staring into my soul. 

It hurts just knowing how much I don't deserve a friend as good as him. I don't deserve nobody.

And I can't watch him run away from his glorious future just because of my selfishness.

"I—i have to go." I shove away the hand on my shoulder, blinking back the tears as I make a run for the restroom. 

Another good Monday wasted. 

The bruise on my neck catches my eyes the moment my gaze hit the mirror. A result of the morning beatings. 

The usual morning beatings.

Tracing my index finger on the mark, I drew in a deep breath.

How could I not have seen it before.

With quick hands I ran my hands through my bag for my concealer, which seemed to be missing. 

No.

I couldn't have forgotten it.

Could I?

No. No.

How could you Scar?

Just one simple task. Always put the stupid concealer in your bag and you still couldn't do it. I glared at my reflection, knocking my forehead against the flat surface.

 "Scarlet." I jump back at the sudden call. Head snapping towards the door.

The door shook violently as Rex tries to force his way in, and I release a breath in relief that I had locked the door beforehand.

"I know you are in there."

And only God knows how he managed to find me everytime.

"Go way Rex." I shout, not in the mood to talk at the moment.

"I am sorry Scarlet, I shouldn't have said that, I was just... So..."

"Its okay." I calmly interrupt. "I know."

"Oh, and I wanted to tell you, school is over." He states. Then paused. "I have to go to baseball practice now. See you tomorrow okay. Maybe we can talk. Love you Scar."

School is over? wait how long have I been in here. 

How come I didn't even hear the bell. Now he's going to be really angry. 

He hates it when I am late.

He really hates me when I am late.

I don't have a watch so I can't tell exactly how late I am. I can only hope that he isn't back yet

Using my dirty blond hair to hide the bruise on my neck, I slowly unlocked the door. And only after observing that Rex was truly gone did I walk out.

Actually ran. My speed isn't actually the best. But even the heavens could tell that I have passed my limits.

"Hey freak." I hear someone yell, and for the best, i ignore and continue running. 

"I am talking to you." The same voice repeats, tone fresh with malice.

Ignore them Scar.

Don't look back.

Don't look back.

In a split of a second, a hand reached out for the back of my shirt, throwing me against a nearby locker.

Ouch...ouch

Pain shot up in every part of my body at the collision. And unable to bear, I let myself slide down the rough surface and fall on the ground.

Kneeling in front of my second nightmares.

THE QUEENS. 

"Where are you heading off to in a hurry." The leader, Clary, who was also the one that stopped me asks, while her two minions laughed behind her irritably

I have been through this almost everyday, and trust me talking talking really doesn't makes a difference, so I stand still watching them in silence, since I know better than to walk away now. 

Can I even walk away?

"Seems like she have also turned dumb." Vivian snorts, attracting laughter from the crowd that have gather around us. 

"Hmm.. I think she's more like mute." Piper adds suggestively, and the three nodded in agreement. "Deft, blind and mute. Such a natural combination."

Clary, Vivian and Piper. And these three makes, The queens. 

The queens? More like the big bad bullies.

Yeah, bully people, its something they do been the most popular and beautiful girls in school. 

"Now where were we?" Clary asks her index finger on her lips, pretending to be thinking. 

"Oh... Now I remember." She says with an evil smirk, and the three of them take menacing steps towards me, and even with how much I wish to increase the space between us, I can only order myself against the locker behind me.

"Stay away from Rex." Vivian snarls. 

"Or you won't be able to look at yourself in the mirror." Piper adds. 

"Not that you could now, but we will sure make it worst." Clary squats in front of me, seizing my collar. "And I swear I will."

She jammed me against the lockers, not bothering to hide her inhuman strength.

Although she's a girl, she hits harder than a guy. 

Something you can tell from experience.

If it isn't for the fact that superman doesn't really exits, I won't mind tagging her as one of his distant cousin.

She sends me one last look, and they walk away. The crowd also disperse. 

Well today is better than the rest, they normally beat me up until I can hardly stand. 

Not that I can now.

My head spins uncomfortably with dread when I stole a glance at the wall clock in the middle of the wall.

"My mother." Am so late and he's going to be so mad. 

(Editing in process. I wanna make this baby as emotional as f**k. Hope you loved it. Kamsahabnidah.)