Fire 2

"We can forget all of the bad things and then start new."
"Is that enough for you."
"Do you love me?"
"As long as you do, it's always enough for me."


3. A little bit of competition a whole lot of lying

"YOU WHAT?!" I screamed. "Why would you even touch her?!"

"Same reason your little fiance did. It was easy and meaningless." Justin shrugged.

"But I didn't get her pregnant!" Ryan shouted. My heart squeezed in my chest a bit.

"You still fucked the little whore." I rolled my eyes. Ryan wrapped his arms around me as if to say sorry.

"You got someone pregnant that night." Justin glared.

"Yes I know that!" Ryan snapped.

"So what are you going to do?" I asked.

"What do you mean what am I going to do? I'm gonna be a man unlike this douche and be a dad."

"Okay look Justin, You know just as well as I do that my abortion was my idea and Ryan didn't know anything about it."

"Yes but it's his fault for not leaving sooner."

"The hotel would have charged more if everyone left earlier. Now this isn't about us, it's about you."

"So I want to marry her."

Ew. Justin... and Rhianna... getting married? Having a baby? Since when was Justin into sluts? I mean seriously what's going to happen to their kid? I hope to god it's not a girl. That poor girl will probably be more slutty than her mother considering her father is about as smart as a sack of potatos. I rolled my eyes at his stupid thought. That baby she was carrying needed a home with SMART, RELIGIOUS parents that can pay attention to a baby.

"How'd you get her to fuck you anyway? Was she drunk? Passed out?" Ryan asked.

"I could ask you the same thing." Justin growled.

"Actually she was completely sober."

"Oh! So you fucking remember everything do you?! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Are you competing over how drunk a girl has to be to fuck you?!"

"Hands down I would win. I mean Justin has had sex with what... one person?"

"Two." He smirked at me. I glared back at him feeling my cheeks go red hot.

"Who else?" Ryan asked amused, but with a hint of anger. I blinked back tears.

"Should you tell him or shall I?" Justin asked. My breathing was uneven as Justin sent icy daggers in my direction.

"I want Scarlett to tell me what the hell is going on."

"Justin's just being a douche." My voice was shaky.

"You're lying. I can tell." Ryan pushed.

"C'mon stop acting like the victim, we all know you're the villain."

"OH and you're what?! The superhero?! I was vulnerable, I was broken, and you took advantage of that!" I screamed letting tears roll down my face.

"It's not like it was rape! I didn't rape you. You begged me."

"I did not! I wanted to feel better and you offered and I was so confused!" I cried.

"You guys make me sick." 

"No! Ryan we had broken up. We broke up and I needed you. I had just lost my baby. I couldn't think straight."

"You kept this from me for 2 MONTHS."

"But I... I DIDN'T LIE ABOUT IT!" I picked up a remote control and chucked it at the wall. It got stuck. "You never asked. So I never told."

"You should have told me when I proposed!"

"Why?! So you could change your mind?!"

"No. SO I COULD BE READY!" I cried out as I slowly slid down to the floor. "You wanna get married to Rhianna? Well I give you my blessing. You can take Scarlett's ring. She won't need it anymore." I felt my heart sink in my chest as my breath was taken away from my lungs. 

"Ryan..." I started.



"That's such a you answer." He glared. "So go on. Give him the ring."


"Then give me the ring." 

"Why are you doing this to me?!" he didn't answer.

"Scarlett? Are you okay?" Justin asked. I blinked.


"I asked if I could come in." He looked confused. I was day dreaming. It wasn't real. 

"Right. Yeah sure." I laughed nervously. "Can I just talk to Ryan really quick?"

"Yeah sure." I closed the door and turned around.

"Where's the pizza?" Ryan asked as I slowly made my way to the living room.

"Um... that was Justin."

"Ew. What'd he want?" he joked.

"He wants to come in. But um... I have to tell you something."

"You're not dying are you?" his eyes squinted in that cute way that they do when he's concerned.

"No. Um... after we broke up all those months ago, I um, I had the abortion. And um... I really wanted you there for me, but uh... you weren't and uh... Justin was, and..."

"You had sex with him..." Ryan nodded slowly.

"We had broken up and I was upset and confused and lonely and..."

"It's fine." he shrugged. "I'm not mad."


"Yeah that was a long time ago." I was still shaking really badly.

"I just wanted to tell you." I blinked back tears.

"Why are you crying?" he smiled with his little squinted eyes.

"I don't know." I started sobbing hysterically. What was going on? Why am I so emotional like damn! Ryan rubbed my back as the choke-y sobs took away my breath.

"Shh. It's okay, I'm not mad. We should let Justin in."

"Right." I sniffled Ryan wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "Let's go find out what's wrong."

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