Chapter 23

Scarlett's POV:
I was sitting inside my closet, with Anthony. I still can't believe he remembers these stupid little things, but he does, I don't know why, but I'm feeling better already, we were sitting there we never broke the silence, we just sat there for I don't know how long.
"you wanna talk about it?" he asked looking at me, I shook my head as a no, he nodded he looked at my forehead reading the word written up there, his face twisted into a grimace as he tightened his fist, "I think I know, she'll pay for it" he said angrily, i was surprised by his reaction, does he care?