Just laying there with tears staining my face staring at the ceiling with Damon on top of me.

I really don't give a fuck no more what he thinks.

"It was Adam who gave me the hickeys," I say still staring at the ceiling.

"What?" He questions.

"I don't care what you have to say about it, I like him....he's nice to me," I say.

"Yeah well he's only fucking being nice to you just to get in your panties," he says slightly annoyed.

"Oh really, then why did he ask me to be his girlfriend today?" I say.

"And what did you say?" he asks curiously.

"Yes."

"Even if he asked you to be his girlfriend doesn't mean he's not gonna fuck you and dump you," he says.

This is like the first ever conversation I've had with any of the brothers, where there not cutting me off and insulting me.

"I'm telling you to stay away from him."

"No," I say sadly at the thought.

"Fuck Scarlett!" He says punching the floor beside my head startling me.

I gulp.

"You will fucking stay away from him you understand me or I will do worse things to you. I just let you have your way today but trust me if I see you with that fucker or even hear that you've been with him I...will...hurt...you," he says darkly.

And there goes that normal conversation...

And with that he stood up and walked out my room slamming my door shut behind him.

Why is my life so fucked up?

I get up and shower, dry myself and slip into my underwear and hop into bed.

Turning my lamp off I drift off to sleep.