"Yes, Mom, Ms. Sophia has set the schedule for September, so I still have time." Wearing a thin T-shirt and white bottoms, Scarlett crawled on the bed with a cordless phone and talked to the other side. Mother was discussing about the new movie, her slender and clean calves were swaying back and forth, and the curves that drove her buttocks were very attractive.
"Okay, I get it, Mom, don't worry, that's it-" As Scarlett dragged out the end, the battle between mother and daughter finally came to an end.
"Really, I'll be 18 soon - even though I'm still five months away. Can't you treat me like a little kid? I'm not Angie."
She poured herself a glass of water, took a small sip and came to the window.
Although it wasn't opened and the curtains were drawn halfway down, Scarlett took a deep breath and stretched beautifully.
"Another day has passed, and a new day will come soon." The girl looked at the New York night outside the building and suddenly sighed. Although I have lived here for more than ten years, I have never been tired of seeing such a night. The colorful New York at night always makes people linger. Maybe I will live here for a lifetime
Even if there is the word "maybe" as an attributive, it is only a modification. Few people can change what she has already decided, such as... Sensing that her thoughts were a little misplaced, Scarlett shook her head and chuckled a little sadly. With a sound, he sat in front of the desk and took out a thick diary and began to write down the diary.
Perhaps because of the previous reasons, she stopped writing for a while after writing the date and weather, as if she didn't know what to write. If it wasn't for the sudden ringing of the phone, God knows how long she will be in a trance.
"Hi, may I ask who to look for?" Although it was an unfamiliar number, Scarlett asked politely.
"Is it Miss Scarlett?" A strange but steady male voice came from over there, "I'm Bucket, Bucket Buchanan, I think you should know who I am."
"Are you..." Scarlett frowned, turned her head for a while before asking in surprise, "Are you that Bucket?!"
It turned out to be the bodyguard by Angela's side. He was tall and strong, but he was taciturn and unsmiling all day, so she didn't remember him for the first time.
"Thank God, you do remember me." There seemed to be a sigh of relief. "Can you stop by the Bakerwell Bar on 45th Street in Manhattan now, if you can? If it feels too late, I can let someone come to pick you up."
"What happened?" Scarlet asked inexplicably, looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock. Angie's bodyguard is calling to go to a bar in Manhattan now? You said you can have someone come over to pick you up? what is this
"I'm sorry, because Miss Angela doesn't allow us to notify any of her family members, so I can only call you, Miss Scarlett." Buckett explained simply, with helplessness in his tone.
"What do you mean she doesn't allow you to notify her family?" Scarlett asked in surprise.
"This... I'd better let someone pick you up first, Miss Angela is in the bar."
As the car stopped on the street, Scarlett, who had packed up a little, jumped out in a hurry. She already knew the general situation from the bodyguards who picked her up, but it also made her more puzzled.
"Hi, Bucket, how's it going?" Scarlett greeted the bodyguard waiting at the door of the bar.
"It's still in there." Bucket nodded and walked into the bar, as simple as ever.
"Please wait a moment, this lady, can I see your driver's license?" The black guard at the entrance of the bar suddenly blocked Scarlett, the girl was stunned for a few seconds and then explained: "I just came here to find someone. ,gentlemen."
"Sorry, if you are under 21, I can't let you in." The black man shook his head with a look of non-negotiation.
"I can guarantee this lady won't be drinking in the bar, we're just looking for someone and they'll be out soon," Bucket cut in. Perhaps because of Bucket's several times in and out of the bar, the black guard was already familiar with him, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he let him go: "Okay, don't let me get in trouble."
The orange and yellow-based bar is a little dark, but it has a different mood, especially when the band on the stage is still singing slow-paced old-fashioned love songs, which makes people feel like they can relax everything .
As Bucket turned a few corners, Scarlett quickly saw Angela sitting at the small round table by the corner. She leaned back on the chair with a flushed face, shaking the glass gently in one hand, and resting her elbow on the armrest in the other hand to support her cheek. Although the black hair hanging like a waterfall is fake, she still has a taste of all kinds of charm, but her eyes are cold, which makes several men who want to come over to chat with her embarrassedly back away.
"What happened, Angie?" Scarlett sat down in front of her, frowning and looking up and down.
"Manny?" A surprise flashed in Angela's eyes, and she laughed lightly: "You came just in time, how about a couple of drinks with me? Let's see who gets drunk first, as long as he doesn't drink whiskey."
"Stop joking, Angie, I don't want to call the police." Scarlett glared at her angrily, "What the hell is wrong with you, Buckett and the others said that you have been drinking here since you returned to New York in the evening, and have been drinking all the time. up to now."
"Don't worry about that, dear, it's nothing, I'm very restrained, and I haven't been drunk until now, have I?" Angela waved her hand with a smile, but that smile looked like a mask no matter what, "Come on, accompany I'll have a few drinks."
Scarlett's brows furrowed even deeper. She felt that Angela tonight was so strange. She leaned against the chair as if she would soften at any time, and she was completely dead and did not radiate dazzling light at all times like before.
"I can accompany you, but I can't be here," she said after a sigh.
Angela, whose face was flushed, stared at her for a long while before opening her mouth softly: "Okay, but... I don't want to go to a hotel or somewhere else, I don't want to be recognized, and I don't want my family to know... "
"Then go to my apartment." Scarlett interrupted, then stood up and stretched out her hand to Angie.
With the sound of the key turning, Scarlett helped Angela into the room, and after putting the girl on the sofa, she said a few words to Bucket outside and then closed the door. As soon as he turned his head, there was a pop on the sofa. It turned out that Angela was opening a can of beer, which was bought by Buckett at the convenience store when he was downstairs just now. Even good words persuaded her to go upstairs and wait before buying, but she had to stand in place and wait for the bodyguard to buy it before going up.
What the hell is wrong with you, Angie? Do you know that I'm worried? Scarlett sighed inwardly as she tidied up the house, when she noticed that her diary was still on the desk. Scarlett secretly screamed damn, quickly closed the diary and put it in the drawer, followed by Angela's voice: "Manny!"
"What?" She turned around nervously, Angela still had the smile that she didn't care about anything, and shook the new can of beer in her hand: "You promised me."
"Okay okay." Scarlet rolled her eyes, but she was relieved in her heart. She walked over and sat down on the coffee table boldly, then took the beer and poured it down in one breath, even if a little dripped from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her shirt.
"It's okay now." Scarlet threw the empty can on the ground while panting, and looked at Angela with a little provocation.
"Great, come again." Angela clapped like a child, but the smile on her face became more and more hollow. She suddenly stopped and thought for a few seconds before saying, "Let's have something else, you can't just drink beer."
Scarlett stared at her for a while, then stood up and walked to the kitchen cabinet: "Okay, what do you want?"
"Anything is fine, as long as... it's wine." Angela suddenly chuckled at this point: "But there must be no whiskey, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."
"Really, how serious is it?" Scarlett put two cups and brandy on the coffee table, staring at Angela and asked.
"I will become a monster with only desire, and take everything I can see for myself." Angela's smile suddenly closed and became cold, and Scarlet shivered involuntarily.
In just a few seconds, the other party laughed again: "But as long as you don't drink whisky, you'll be fine."
The speed of her face change made the girl suddenly feel at a loss, so she could only pour brandy and hand it to Angela. The two of you drank one cup at a time, and they just drank without speaking.
After a few glasses of wine, Scarlett's face also turned red, seeing Angela's eyes beginning to drift, as if she was about to get drunk before she finally asked: "Can you tell me now, what happened? "
Angela, who was rolling the cup on her forehead, looked straight at her and still didn't answer, but her eyes suddenly turned red. Seeing Scarlett in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. She said in a soft voice, "If you have any sadness, you can tell me, Angie, even if I can't help you, at least I can be a listener."
Angela's dazed eyes suddenly lit up, but they dimmed again in just a few seconds, and the empty smile gradually turned into bitterness and self-deprecation: "We broke up."
"Break up... break up?" Scarlett blinked, but she didn't turn her head for a while.
"Break up, it's over... Kate, Jesse, Nat, they all chose to end with me today... I chose to graduate..." Angela, who was lying on the sofa, muttered, and the shiny things came from her The corners of his eyes slid down, "I've already made arrangements, I've clearly prepared, but why... why is this happening?"
She suddenly held her face and sobbed, so sad that she couldn't help herself, and Scarlett, who was so shocked by the news that she was speechless for a long time, finally came to her senses, and in a panic, she put down the cup and sat down beside Angela. He was about to reach out and hug her, but a hesitant expression appeared on his face.
A few seconds later, with the girl's sigh, she still hugged Angela, and the other party also wrapped her waist as if grabbing a life-saving straw, buried her head in her lower abdomen and sobbed even louder.
"How... how could this be?" Scarlett, who was patted on Angela's back, asked a little sadly, "Didn't you say before... that you would invite everyone to go to sea after graduation... and then confessed to them? "
However, Angela in her arms just cried and didn't answer anything. Scarlett sighed slightly, and had no choice but to pat her on the back like this, letting her hold herself to vent.
After an unknown amount of time, Angela's sobbing finally subsided. The girl holding her finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she wanted to ask again, she found that she had fallen asleep at some point, but she would sob from time to time.
Scarlet smiled wryly and looked at the time. It was past midnight. After a long exhalation, she carried Angela to the guest room with some difficulty. After putting the other party on the bed, he carefully took off his clothes and wiped his body, and finally covered her with a quilt.
Looking at Angela who was lying on the bed from time to time with shiny things overflowing from the corners of her eyes, Scarlet shook her head slightly, lowered her body and kissed her on the forehead, then exited the guest room.
After tidying up the living room a little, she stretched her body to relieve her fatigue, sat down at the desk and took out the diary again. After hesitating for a while and then flipping through the previous diary, Scarlett finally started to write. It only took her more than ten minutes to complete today's diary, and she quickly washed and turned off the lights and went to bed.
However, even though she also drank a lot, those gray-green eyes closed in the dark for a long time.
"Sorry, Manny, I kept you waiting." Natalie said, pulling out the chair and sitting down, with a calm expression that made it impossible to see if she was hiding her thoughts, "Is there anything you need to come to Boston? I dare to You definitely didn't come to see me on purpose."
This joke did not make Scarlett laugh, she shrugged: "Actually, I did come here specially for you."
After a pause, she added: "Angela is with me now."
The corners of Natalie's mouth turned up, revealing a mocking smile: "She asked you to be a lobbyist?"
"No no no, Nat, I came here on my own initiative, and I have nothing to do with Angie." Scarlett shook her head and said seriously looking into Natalie's eyes. After looking at her for a few seconds, Natalie nodded silently.
"Angie is very sad," Scarlett went on, "she didn't expect you to be… so heartless. Frankly, Nat, your words are a bit too much, and although Angie didn't tell me everything, I can see It turns out that she was badly injured... How could this be, Nat
"A question like this, you should ask Kate first, then Jesse, and finally me," Natalie replied calmly, "but before that, you'd better ask Angie and listen to her How did you respond?"
"Actually... Nat, I knew something about this before." Scarlett pondered her words.
"Oh?" Natalie raised her eyebrows, her eyes suddenly narrowed.
"I deduced from some clues that Angie may be dating the three of you at the same time, and the time may not be short. I asked Angie face to face for this, and she admitted it and promised to make it clear to you when she invites everyone to go to sea after graduation. "Scarlett said in one breath, "She actually... cares about you very, very much."
"Please note that you are using the plural, Manny." Natalie put her hands together on the small round table. "Do you think it is appropriate to use the plural on this?"
"I know," Scarlett raised her hand and pressed it, "I know what you mean, Nat, I just wanted to say... She's not what you say she is, she has deep feelings for both of you, she has Knowing her mistake and being prepared to face it, so...why not give her one last chance?"
Natalie shrugged needlessly: "I don't think what I said is wrong, you know, my major is..."
"A person who is in anger and thinks that the other party has deceived him comes to a fair conclusion?" Scarlett couldn't help but retorted sharply, "Can psychology explain everything?!"
Natalie lowered her eyelids and fell silent, and finally she shook her head: "It's too late, Manny, she had countless opportunities to recover, but in the end she didn't do anything, and she had to face it when she couldn't drag it on. Yes. I'm sure if Kate and Jessie and I never knew each other had something to do with Angie, she'd keep it a secret."
Having said this, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, not wanting Scarlett to observe her emotions: "You won't understand this feeling, Manny. When one day you find out that the person you love actually has sex with him at the same time. There are several people in a relationship, and they have been in a relationship for several years, and you are just one of them, and you are the one with the shortest time, how painful and hopeless the feeling of betrayal and being played with. "
Scarlett opened her mouth to say something, but then she thought of something, so she closed her mouth with a wry smile, and the two fell silent for a while. After a long time, Natalie stood up: "That's it, I've been busy lately and may have to go somewhere else—that's not your business, Manny."
She said, turned around and walked towards the cafe.
It wasn't until Natalie's back disappeared that Scarlett covered her face and sighed deeply. Obviously, Natalie has made up her mind, and no amount of persuasion will help.
At this moment, her cell phone rang, and the girl took it out to take a look, and her eyes flashed with expectation.
"Hi, Lindsay, how's it going?" Scarlett asked carefully after pressing the answer button. After just a few words, the original expectation disappeared without a trace.
"Why... why?" the girl groaned, clutching her forehead, "Didn't you tell Jesse that Angie was ready to confess? And... oh, damn... no, no, no, not that you... It's not about Jesse either... Hey, be quiet, you want everyone around you to hear... Okay, that's it for now, let's get in touch when I get back to New York... Lindsay... Anyway... do something about it, okay? "