Tyson and I walked in, our hands still linked together. The guys were sitting in Tyson's part of the cabin, and a hush fell upon the room.
I felt my cheeks grow hot as I smiled and turned to walk into my room.
"What the hell is this?"
I turn around and see Hunter, now standing up, and Tyson looking at each other in disgust.
I open my mouth to say something, then I think, what would I say?
"I thought I told you to leave her alone." Each word Hunter says is laced in venom. Tyson takes a step closer to me so he stands in front, he squeezes my hand and I hide behind him.
"I don't have to listen to you," Tyson says slowly. I can hear anger in his voice, I look down at our entwined hands and see the bracelet I made him.
"Tyson, you need to learn to leave my girls alone." Hunter scoffs.
His girls? Anger and hatred bubble inside of me. What gave him any right to call me that? If anything, I was Tyson's girl and I could bet he didn't see me that way.
I bite my lip and don't say anything. What would I say? I had no idea what they were fighting over, I couldn't seem to remember Hunter telling Tyson to stay away from me. Tyson certainly didn't.
"Hunter, chill, it's okay." Harry says.
Hunter ignores him and moves so he's face-to-face with Tyson, everything inside of me stops and I feel cold. A whisper of a cuss word is heard and the next thing I know Tyson and Hunter are in a full on fight.
Jeremy, Joshua, and Harry immediately jump up and pry the two boys off each other.
"You'll regret this! I swear you little-"
Hunter stops as soon as Polaroid walks in. He's smiling as he wipes off the remaining lip gloss and stops in bewilderment at the scene in front of him; the guys tearing Hunter and Tyson appart and I'm standing in the doorway with my hands to my lips.
"What happened?" He demands.
A wave of voices rise. My claustrophobia hits me again and I mutter 'bye,' before I race to my bunk. I hastily climb the ladder and hug my knees to my chest. My breaths come out in long drawn out gasps and I just keep crying. I'm actually crying!
I jump and look up, Hunter is watching me with a smirk.
"What do you want?" I snap. I wipe away the running mascara.
Hunter smiles even bigger. "I was asked to tell you, Tyson is being moved into a new cabin."
My jaw drops and I'm at a loss for words. Tyson's leaving? He couldn't be... Hunter started this fight! This wasn't fair! I scramble down the ladder, Hunter grabs my arm and pulls me into his chest.
"Don't say anything, I will make your life a living hell." He seethes.
For the first time, I'm afraid of another human. The tone in his voice tells me he's not kidding, I wrestle from his grip and run into the middle cabin. The guys know, I guess Hunter gave them the same threat and they can't look my in the eye.
I run into Tyson's cabin and see him packing. Polaroid is shaking his head while running a hand through his hair. They don't see me, the conversation continues.
"Tyson, I can't believe you'd do this." Polaroid says. Do what? What did Hunter say?
"I didn't, I swear!" Tyson says softly. He sounds like he's crying.
"Look, it's four against one. I can't take your word."
"If someone else agreed-"
"Maybe, okay? But for now... I don't know."
If someone else stood up? I could do that, but Hunter's threat pops back into my mind. Damn it Scarlett, what would you rather do? Be around a guy who scares you, or someone you have feelings for? Think!
I go with the obvious answer, I step into the light and both of their eyes land on me.
"Tyson didn't do anything." I say. My voice is shaky and I feel the tears roll down my cheeks.
(Tyson's point of view.)
She's crying. That ignorant jerk made her cry? I swear I'll kill him.
I rush over to Scarlett and wrap my arms around her. She leans into me and holds me tight. I lead her to the clear bunk and rub her back as she tries to calm down. Polaroid watches her but doesn't say anything.
"Please, please don't make him leave." She chokes out.
She's crying because of me? A wave of feelings wash over me. A part of me feels horrible because I'm the reason she's crying, but another is astonished she's crying over me.
"Scarlett, he threw the first punch." Polaroid says softly.
I open my mouth to speak but Scarlett cuts me off, "No! I was right behind him! Hunter threw the first punch, not Tyson."
In all my life I've never loved hearing my full name. But, hearing the way Scarlett says it makes me smile a little.
I look up at Polaroid and he seems at a loss for words. He looks at me, then to my bag, then to Scarlett. He shakes his head and tells me to unpack. He leaves and I hear the cabin door close, Hunter's cocky laugh, and then the door close again.
Scarlett wraps her arms around my neck in a hug. I hug her back and smile.
"Please don't leave me." She whispers.
"I won't." I whisper back.