You'd Better Hide the Bullets

Another week past me by and things were beginning to settle down, the Neck Deep concert is tomorrow night and I'm truly beginning to think that Vic coming is a huge mistake. I can't be rude and tell him he can't join us but I'd really rather he didn't bother at all. I was getting ready to leave the house and go to school when I looked out my bedroom window. I noticed Tony walking out of my garden and across the street to Vic's house. Thats weird. "Are you gonna be home after school today?" Kiera asked me, walking into my room without an invite.

"Yes why?" I turned to look at her.

"You're never here anymore. Neither is Ali and it's kinda lonely." She shrugged.

"Well I don't know what Ali is up to these days, but I have a lot going on with school and stuff." I explained to her.

"I was beginning to think that things might just be okay with you and Ali, that we could be a family again but you went and fucked that up." She sighed and walked out of my room. The words stung me, it was kinda my fault huh.

I got my bag and stuff then went down stairs. I said bye to my parents and then walked out the front door but stopped quickly when I noticed an envelope on my welcome mat. I bent down and picked it up, beginning to feel a little sick. I haven't gotten anything within the past week, so I was beginning to think it was all over. I quickly opened it and pulled the contents out. A letter and another piece of crumbled up paper. I read the letter and it said; Dear Scarlett, I told you that I would find ways to ruin things between you and Vic. Here it is, everyone is gonna find out your past. EVERYTHING.

My stomach almost dropped when I looked at it. It was a piece of Vic's diary, a page that must have been ripped out.

Today Ali told me some stuff about Scarlett, about their past in New York. It kinda shocked me a little but I guess it makes sense. They were super wealthy and popular in New York, Scarlett attended a private school and was bullied for her weight, now I feel awful about putting those images all over school. She got really depressed and tried to kill herself a few times until she stopped eating, gaining an eating disorder. She got put into a mental institution until she got better, but she didn't. Her parents were shunned for their daughter being such a mess. Her school kicked her out for her issues and that's why they moved. It all kinda makes sense now because...

The page was ripped off as if there was another piece of the entry. Then it clicked, Tony was in my garden merely minutes before I opened this. I looked across the street and noticed Vic, Tony, Jaime and Mike walking out of the house, laughing and joking about something.

I sprinted across the street, completely and utterly flustered about the whole thing. One of them done this, Jaime knew about my past, but not all of it. This stuff was deeper than what I've told Jaime. "Hey, which one of you fuckers is messing with me?" I almost screamed at them as I approached. They all looked at me with confusion all over their faces.

"What are you talking about?" Mike shook his head.

"The letters, the notebook, everything. Someone is messing with me and I swear to God, if it doesn't stop I will call the fucking cops." I could feel them all staring at me with no idea what's going on. "Tony why were you in my garden like ten minutes ago?" I marched up to him.

"I thought Vic was over at yours because of your sister." He said looking painfully honest. Shit. I couldn't think of anything else to even begin accusing someone without proof. I felt a wave of guilt wash over me and backed down.

"Sorry." I mumbled and ran back across the street to my own car. I got in it and quickly drove to school. I could feel the sweat on my hands beginning to cover the steering wheel as I drove. My head was confused and I needed to get to school and forget about this.

I parked in my usual spot and then got out the car. Vic's car pulled into a spot near me and they all rushed over to me. "Scarlett." Jaime called out. "Wait up." I turned to face them.

"What's going on?" Vic asked, speaking to me the first time in the past week.

I sighed and went into my bag, pulling out the past two notes. I handed them to Vic and he quickly read them. His facial expression turned to an angry one and he handed the notes to Mike, who had a similar look. "What the fuck is this?" Mike almost shouted.

"I got another one this morning, which has information in it explaining some stuff that could humiliate me." I explained.

"Are you gonna show that one to us?" Vic asked me. I looked at him and shook my head no.

"You need to speak to someone." Tony spoke up. I looked at him and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"I'm sorry I blamed you Tony, I really am." He just hugged me back and then I pulled away.

We walked in the front doors and towards my locker. I opened it and suddenly loads of paper fell out. Stacks of it actually. Everyone looked at me and the paper as I spilled out onto the floor. Vic picked a piece of the paper up and then looked at it. He then looked at me with a strange look on his face. "Scarlett, is this what you were talking about?" He asked, showing me the paper.

My stomach dropped when I seen the diary entry on the paper, I looked at the paper around my feet and noticed they were on them all. Vic walked over to his locker and opened it, paper spilled out of his too. I could feel my soul beginning to crumble. Who the Hell was doing this to me? Also WHY?

-

So my secret is out and everyone knows. How I don't know. Me and Vic were sat on the bleachers trying to work it out. "Why didn't you just tell me?" He asked. I looked at him with a thoughtful look on my face.

"I honestly thought it was a joke." I shrugged, looking away out into the field where people were running around playing different sports.

"So whoever this is, is clearly trying to get us to hate each other. Correct?" He questioned. I nodded, not looking at him. "But how is this making us dislike each other? How does me knowing you're super rich and had a shady past make me not like you?" He asked out loud.

"I honestly don't know what the intention was in this one. Maybe they thought I'd be really angry with you because you knew my secret." I suggested. Vic laughed really loudly.

"Maybe, cause this is what you're really hate me for." He said sarcastically.

"Hey, gotta give this person points for trying." I shrugged.

Silence fell between us. I don't understand where this person is going with this though. The fact I went to a mental institution for a year due to depression and serve eating disorders isn't something that isn't known by many people. The only people who knew were my family, and apparently Vic. If Ali told Vic about that, what else did she tell him? I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and pulled it out. I had a text from an unknown number.

I guess you're wondering what the rest of that diary entry said? Thought I'd fill you in.
- she's a mess, her head is all over the place and that confuses me. She has no idea what she wants. One minute she's clearly into me and then the next she's cold. I don't think I could ever really love a girl like Scarlett, she has no real depth, she's just broken. Maybe I'll forever wish that I could love her but the real deal won't happen. She will never let it. But hey, with this new information I have, I could proper humiliate the life out of her. Only if it's deserved though, I'm not that much of an asshole, am I? We'll see how things go.

I felt my breathing beginning to quicken. "Who was that?" Vic asked. I looked up at him and I couldn't form words in my mouth.

"It-it was you." I stuttered. He furrowed his eyebrows at my statement.

"What are you on about?" He asked, confusion all over his face.

"Y-you put those pictures all over the school to humiliate m-me." I could feel the tears beginning to well in my eyes.

"It wasn't me Scarlett." He said sitting up. I moved away from him, grabbing my bag.

"Stay away from me Vic." I mumbled.

"Scarlett, what have you seen that makes you think it was me." He demanded. I thrusted my phone into his hand and I watched the realisation cover his face. "Look I was pissed off and angry about stuff, I didn't mean a word of this." He pleaded. I didn't believe a word of it.

"No, you're the only one who knew!" I felt the tears beginning to slip out of my eyes.

"I swear I didn't do this to you." I moved closer to me, trying to grab my hands. J grabbed my phone out of his hand and pushed it in my pocket.

"Well guess what Vic, you don't need to ever love me. I'm just broken." I mumbled to him, standing up and walking down to the bottom of the bleachers. Feeling completely drained.

Notes

This shits beginning to turn into pretty little liars haha, comment and shit etc