Are You Happy?

My name is Scarlett. Nicknames Scar. I don't care about anything. I'm just a inconsiderate bitch.

-This story is based on my experiences-


3. Chapter 2


"How was it?" My mother asked me.

"Fine." I shrugged.

"How about we get some sushi?" She smiled.

"I'm tired. Let's go home." I plugged my headphones into my phone and put the earbuds in. I sat in the passenger seat and ignored my mom the whole ride home.


"500 dollars? Every two months?! I don't fucking want her. Take her! She's a piece of shit. I wish you would've gotten the fucking abortion like I told you to!" My father screamed obviously clueless about me eavesdropping on them.

"My daughter is not a piece of shit!" She stood up. I could tell from the sound of the chair moving back. WAP. "GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!" My mother screamed. I jumped and ran back to the living room. My father stormed out and I tip toed back to the kitchen. My mother had her head down on the table. "Why?" I heard her mumble.

"Did he hit you?" I asked her. She jumped and turned towards me.

"You scared me." She chuckled and wiped her tears. "I'm fine hunnie. Come." She opened her arms. I ran into them and hugged her. "I love you princess."


I threw myself on my bed and cuddled with my cat.

"I love you Jinx." I whispered to my cat. He purred against my fingertips. I giggled and kissed his head. 

"Scar?" My mom spoke behind the door.

"Come in." I told her.

"Do you want something to eat?" She asked me.

"No." I muttered.

"You need to eat." She snapped.

"I don't want to." I snapped back at her.


"Oh c'mon Scar. Lacey won't find out.." Connor kissed my neck gently.

"She's my best friend Connor.." I whimpered. He nibbled on my neck and earlobe. I moaned out. "Oh fuck." I whispered.

"I know you want me." He growled. He slid up my skirt slowly.

"Connor..." I pushed his hand away from my legs.

"Please? I love you. You know I do. I want you, not Lacey." He kissed my lips gently. I looked up into his eyes and nodded. He slid off my panties and pushed himself into me. Tears rolled down my cheeks from the pain and guilt.


My phone rang and Lacey's face flashed on my screen. I slid my thumb across the screen.

"Hey." I answered.

"I'm outside, come down." She told me.

"Okay." I hung up and ran down to the front door and opened it. "Hey." I hugged her. I closed the door behind her and we walked up to my room.

"I'm glad you're finally back. School is hell without you." She smiled.

"I'm not going back to school..." I sighed.

"What?" She cocked her eyebrow up at me.

"I just can't." I shrugged.

"What do you mean you can't?" She moved closer to me.

"Everyone knows Lace. I can't do it." I closed my eyes. "I don't want to fucking talk about this." I shook my head.

"Okay... well, guess who hit me up yesterday?" She put a disgusting look on her face.

"Connor?" I laughed.

"Yeah, he did the whole I love you thing." She laughed too.

"He did that to me before I left. He's such a whore." I giggled. She intertwined her fingers with mine.

"How are you.. really?" She locked her eyes with mine.

"I'm... face it. Do I look okay?" I asked her.

"No. You look like you haven't slept in a really long time, your so skinny too..." She got teary.

"I'm not okay." I laid back and rested my head on the pillow. She snuggled next to me. "Have you ever felt like everyone hated you so much that you start to hate yourself too? Have you ever had those times where feel you have screwed up so much between you and your father, and you try more to save your relationship with him, instead of saving yourself? Have you ever felt alone in a crowded room? Have you ever felt like if you just died, everything would be so much ea-"

"Stop." She sobbed. "I-i hate he-hear-hearing you like this." She cried out.

"Everything would be so much easier if I was gone. My mom wouldn't have to worry about me, no one would. I'd be rotten in the ground, the way it should be." I ignored her sobs. "I'm just a fucked up bitch. I'm so fucked up." I laughed. "I'm physco Lacey! I'm fucking physco can you believe it?" I cracked up. I wiped the tears from my eyes from the laughter. Lacey stared at me with a worried look on her face. 

"Are you still on it?" She breathed. I nodded. "I need to go." She jumped up from the bed.

"Running out on me again aren't you? Leaving me to go through this pain alone? Ohh, you're such a good fucking bestfriend." I giggled.

"Nick is outside." She mumbled.

"Ohh! Tell him I said hi. Thanks for leaving me again you selfish fucking bitch!" I got up and shoved her out my room. I slammed the door shut and slid my back down against it. "I'm not giving in." I whispered to myself. "Don't let yourself sink." I cried.


"I had sex with Connor." I confessed to Lacey.

"What?" She covered her mouth.

"I'm sorry Lacey!" I grabbed her wrist.

"Get the fuck away from me." She ran out the mall. I sat down on the massage chair and closed my eyes.

"Where did Lacey go?" Connor tapped me on the shoulder.

"Why did you have to come into our lives? With your fucking good looks and charming lines." I spat at him. "In my fucking mind, I'm murdering you right now." I growled.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to stand up.

"You cheating on my best friend with me." 


"Jinx stop it." I groaned. "JINX!" I slammed my hand down on the bed. He licked my earlobe. "You're so fat Jinx." I groaned. I slipped on a shirt and ran down stairs to the kitchen. I filled his bowl with cat food. He ran to the bowl and ate. There was a note on the kitchen table along with the house keys.

   I'm at work, if you need me call me. Here are the house keys incase you go out. I'll be home at 9. Love you xoxo.

"Hmm, where should I go today?" I shrugged. I remembered there was a rave going on tonight that Connor invited me too. "I think I'll be enjoying myself tonight." I smirked.


I pressed my finger on the right side of my nose and sniffed up the white substance. The music pounded against the floor. I closed my eyes and felt something run down my mouth. I wiped my mouth and opened my eyes. I stared at my hand. 

"Guys.." I tapped my friend Nate. "Nate!" I punched him on the arm. He turned to me. 

"SHIT!" He screamed. Everything went blank. "CALL 911!" Were the last words I heard.


The thing about me and Connor is that we have a lot in common. We're both so fucked up. The only difference is that I'm 14. Lost my virginity at 12. I'm a whore? You don't know my story.

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