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"She was all 'we should definitely go together, it'll be so much fun!' Scarlett said, fiddling around with the foosball table.

Jake and Levi decided to buy me a fucking fooosball table with some money they won from betting on Jake's cousin at the Stag. It was very much appreciated, but also very unnecessary.

"That is weird, do you know what she wants?" I asked,

Apparently Michaela has been being really nice, and sweet....and not bitchy, which honestly, I found quiet hard to belive.

"No, but I'm sure she's not 'just being nice'," Scarlett said.

I looked over to the side and saw the letter that my father had written for me.

I thought about telling Scarlett everything. About how I found the pills in my house, and everything that my mom said.

"Wait, do you know when you'll be out of here?" She asked.

"Hmm?.....oh no, I have a checkup this Sunday, and I'll find out then..."

Even if I did tell her everything, there's not much she could do...right?
And she's already done so much for me-

"Well all the best for that."

"Thanks," I sighed, picking up my phone, when I saw three unexpected texts...

Arya: heyy, just found out you're in the hospital, tc <3
Arya: also are you and Aiden a thing now or something?

Grace: hi Hayley, gws!!
Grace: anddd what's the tea w you and Aiden grayy

WHAT

"Umm..Scarlett?"

"Hmm?"

"What is going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"Uhh...Arya and Grace from school texted me, they asked what the deal is with.... Aiden and me?" I said confused and slightly annoyed.

"Oh....heh....Levi put a picture of you two on his Instagram story, and well....people have always been overly concerned about Aiden's life....and Jake's for that matter, and-

"What?"

"Yeah,"

"A picture?"

"Of you and Aiden,"

"When,"

"When we all came over the other day,"

Ugh.
All of them, were sort of weirdly popular. I don't really know how it works, but everyone on campus, sort of knew them.
I guess Aiden was like that as well?
I mean everyone seemed to know him, and he did look fucking insanly good.

I then remembered the semi collen tattoo on his arm, similar to the one my dad had.

"I need to piss, I'll be back in a second," Scarlett said, walking out of the room.

I looked at the letter letter my father had written me.

What did the tattoo mean? Did it mean something...or is it a coincidence?

I took a deep breath in and Googled it.

In a literary sense, the semicolon represents a decision by an author to continue a sentence, rather than ending it. In life, it symbolizes a choice to keep going rather than stop, which is particularly poignant for people battling suicidal thoughts, self-harm, and depression.

I felt a huge pit form at the pit of my stomach as I read the words again and again.

People battling suicidal thoughts, self-harm and depression.

My father was battling suicidal thoughts, self-harm and depression.

And what about Aiden.

Maybe it was just suicide awareness or something?

God! How fucking stupid and selfish of me. My dad was not okay, and I had no fuxking clue, maybe I could've helped him, he-

"Okay, I'm back," Scarlett said, hopping onto my bed, and distracting me from my thoughts. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing, nothing.."

"Is this about Aiden? Cause don't worry, it'll blow over in like 10 minutes."

I sighed, and locked my arm in hers.

She took the remote, and pressed play.
The episode of friends occupied the rest of my mind, making me feel a little better.

The rest of the evening was just the two of us, and I actually really liked it liked that.

"Jones stop moving," Scarlett cribbed.
My nails were finally long, and she decided to paint them. I tried doing them myself yesterday, but was unsuccessful in doing so with my left hand in a fucking cast.

"Sorry," I laughed. "Hey.....have you spoken to your dad recently?" I asked.

"Uhm...not since his birthday," she replied.

It had always just been Scarlett and her father, but apparently, ever since she left for school, he hasn't been talking to her at all. They were never particularly close, but even through summer, she went to meet him just for one weekend, and he almost never calls.

The door then burst open, and someone walked in. I snapped my head up to see Ryan.

"Heyy," he smiled.

Scarlett hopped off the bed, and walked towards him, giving him a small kiss.

I smiled, God, finally they got together.

"Stop, you're making me third wheel," I laughed.

"Come on if anyone's the third wheel it's Ryan," Scarlett winked.

"I'd be offended, but it's true," Ryan chuckled.

"Jones, you need to be out of here in 2 weeks. Our first game is this Saturday, and I'm telling we're gonna make it to finals this time," he said.

"Ooh who are you playing against?"

"Some Riverside Prep school,"

"Oh, well good luck," I smiled.

"Thanks, but we won't need it," he said cockily, and I laughed.

"Okay I need to leave, just came to drop this off, I'll see you guys later," he said, and walked out of the room.

He just came to give me his notes, so didn't really stay long.

"So......you guys are finally together!!" I said happily.

Scarlett squealed and laughed, "I guess so,"

I was genuinely so happy for her. She seemed to be doing really well. Her grades were looking up, she was happy, everything seemed to be falling in place for her.

I pulled up my phone and began going through people's stories on Instagram, when I saw a picture of Aiden. A very cute one, I will say. He was drinking coffee, and laughing in the picture...I don't know if it was a genuine laugh or what though.

He never, and I mean NEVER posted pictures of himself...or anything on his Instagram, not even sure why he has an account.

I then saw that it was not his story....it was Michaela's.

Why did it piss me off so much ugh.

"What's the deal with Michaela and Aiden?" I asked, feeling stupid and annoying, like the people that asked me the same question, because of one fucking Instagram story.

"What do you mean?"

"Well I've seen in his room a couple times, and once she weirdly told me to stay away from him,"

Scarlett chuckled at that, "sounds like Michaela,"....."nothing really, they were together in like freshman year? And she's liked him since, and they're sort of friends now," she said.

"Oh..."

"Why you like him?"

"What?"

"Aiden...he seems like someone you'd actually like...you know, not like a fling but like.."

"What?" I laughed,

"You know you have more in common that you think," she said softly.

"Oh shut up," I chuckled, and she sighed.

"I don't know even what that's like," I said softly, replied to what she said before.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know what it's like to actually like someone, and....I don't think I want to know,"

"Why not,"

I sighed, "Well...I don't know, I just don't think there's many guys out there that actually...do care...and...I don't think I'd be good at...it doesn't matter..." I trailed off

"Jones, I know that you've....been with some pretty shitty guys, but not everyone's like that....I mean look at Jake, and Levi and Ryan...and I'm telling you Aiden's a nice guy,"

"I don't know him very well anyway...and Jacob is not a nice guy, he's just nice to us." We laughed.

It was so weird. Everything.
Maybe just because he was there when I woke up something fukcing crazy happened in my brain but...he seemed like a great person...and that scared me, because it took me a year of knowing my current friends to actually like them and trust them, and I've known him for just a few months and strangely...I feel like I do trust him?

I sound dramatic...I thought, and Scarlett and I continued talking about other things....lighter things.

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A/N
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