I finally make it home after grading hundreds of my students papers. I can't even begin to understand how some of them got accepted into such a prestigious school like Brown. Most of them don't even know the difference between their, there, and they're, it's truly outrageous. Worst of all, some of them have handwriting worse than a kindergartner, trust me I would know.

It took me a couple hours after y/n's detention for me to grade these papers and I haven't even finished the job. Right now all I want to do is lie down and go to sleep, which is exactly what I'm going to do. I can grade the rest tomorrow, I don't know when exactly but I know I'll find the time.

As I walk through my living room I immediately notice Colin sitting on the couch. That's odd, he's never awake this late. Certainly not on a week night. I look at my phone and see that it's 11:30pm, what could he possibly be awake for?

I slowly walk over to him "You alright?"

He stares into blank space completely disregarding my question.

"Are you okay?" I ask concerned.

Once again, he ignored me.

I'm guessing he wants to start another one of his meaningless arguments, which I frankly don't have the energy for.

I sigh "Colin, I'm really tired. I don't have the time for this." I say annoyed.

He looks at me and laughs "Apparently you have the time for everyone else but me." He says.

I furrow my brows confused "What are you talking about?" I ask.

He scoffs and grabs something behind him and holds it up. I am then met with an all too familiar jacket. The jacket that started everything. The jacket that y/n had given to me the day at the club, the day that I met her. I forgot to give it back. Fuck, how could I be so ignorant.

He gestures towards the jacket "Look I'm no tailor but I believe this jacket would be too big for you." He says.

Think of something Scarlett, think. I'm not exactly an expert at lying but I'm good at keeping the truth hidden and only giving away small details.

He sighs and grabs the jacket, putting it on "I know for a fact that this jacket isn't mine for two reasons. One, it does not fit, it's a little too big. Two, I have never seen this piece of clothing in my life. Now I need you to tell me who it belongs to." He says angrily.

Come on, Think.

Think.

Got it...

"It belongs to me." I lie. Technically at the moment it does indeed belong to me.

He smiles "Remember that time during O.J Simpsons trial, the court made him put on gloves to prove that he committed the crime? Well I want you to put this jacket on to prove that it's in fact, not yours." He says sternly.

Wow. That was completely insensitive.

He hands me the jacket "What are you waiting for? Try it on." He demands.

I know for a fact that this jacket will not fit me. It's y/n's, it fits her. This jacket was a gift from her father. Wait It was from her father, I can use that.

I sigh "Colin, this jacket was my fathers. My mother was recently going through his clothing and decided to send me this as a memory, so I could carry on a piece of him." I say.

I know it's a little dark but hopefully it's believable.

His eyes widen in shock but his face quickly shifts into one of relief and sorrow. I can see that he regrets ever bringing anything up. It makes me feel a million times more guilty for even lying about it. God I'm definitely going to hell.

Who have I become? Since when am I a person who lies to their significant other?

Since I met her.

It's all because of her. The way she makes me feel, the way she treats me. God the way she looks at me with those eyes, eyes that can mean a million different things and that can show a million different emotions. I'm different when I'm with her. It's like she doesn't even have to try and I'm so stuck up over her. When I'm with her it's just me and her, and that feeling is what has lead me to lie. To become a liar.

I need to choose right now. Choose Colin or y/n. I can't keep lying to him unless I'm serious about him, it's not fair to him. When I choose, I must be serious. No going back.

Colin stands up and gently puts a strand of my hair behind my ear "I am so sorry. If I had known It was your fathers I would've never brought it up. I just, I love you so much Scarlett. I got scared and it made me insecure. I promise from now on, I'll communicate more and I won't lash out at you. I'll do better, for you." He says sincerely.

I slowly nod accepting his apology.

He smiles "I'll sleep on the couch, I deserve it. I know you've probably had a rough day and I just made it worse, Goodnight honey." He says as he turns to the couch.

"You don't have to do that." I say.

I grab his arm, redirecting him towards me. I grab his jaw and pull him close, kissing his lips. They're not as gentle or soft like y/n's but I made a commitment and I plan to stick to it.

I chose.

My week is going by painfully slow, I don't know if it's because I haven't been attending soccer practice or because Scarlett has been ignoring me. lately she's been acting pretty odd, she doesn't occasionally look at me during class like she use to, she doesn't willingly speak to me, and when I talk to her she becomes really strict or uptight. I don't understand why this situation is irritating me so much, I really want to know what's happening to her. I want to help her.

But I can't do anything about it. It's none of my business and I need to respect Scarlett's wishes, to keep things professional. As much as I want to burry her wishes six feet under the ground, I can't. I think I'll just quit trying to speak to her. I'm probably bothering her and that's the last thing I want to do. I don't know why it hurts so much to lose something I never even had to begin with, it's stupid but I feel it.

It's currently Wednesday, my last day without soccer practice and I'm spending it in the library counting down the minutes to head over to detention with Scarlett so I can just get it over with.

Fortunately my bruises don't hurt that bad anymore. Obviously they're still noticeable but the pain is somewhat mild. I'm certainly going to be able to play this Saturday.

Lizzie and I have been getting surprisingly close. She calls me every night to tell me how her practice went. It honestly looks like she's enjoying it and the team certainly likes her which is a bonus. I can't wait to see how she performs this Saturday.

My phone alarm goes off making me jump and the librarian immediately shushes me harshly, godamn there's practically no one in here and she just had to make a scene. I shut off my alarm and pack my backpack and head over to Scarlett's classroom.

I hesitantly enter the classroom and see Scarlett sitting on her desk with a messy bun that falls along the sides of her face, she's also wearing glasses as she studies her computer intensely.

I walk over to my desk, taking a seat.

Not once has she looked at me or even acknowledged my existence. Did I do something wrong?

I reach into my backpack taking out my computer, I might as well get some work done in here rather than sit around and overthink everything. Being productive always makes me feel better.

I look up and see Scarlett staring at me. Once she notices me looking at her direction she quickly looks down back at her work. I'm definitely the problem, what the fuck did you do y/n?

What could have I done? Shit maybe she got in trouble with the school, Maybe someone found out about something, maybe I said something wrong or did something wrong. I'm such an idiot.

Or maybe she just wants nothing to do with me anymore. Maybe she's realized that I'm not worth it, I'm not important to her anymore. You're overthinking. Get back to work.

"You're awfully quiet today." She says while still looking at her computer.

I look up surprised that she finally insinuated a conversation "Didn't think you'd want to hear anything I had to say." I respond.

She looks at me "I don't, but it's certainly better than a silent room." She says bitterly.

That hurt. Whatever, ignore it like you always do. Like you always did.

I nod and look down at my computer. Please god make the time go by faster.

She sighs "I'm sorry, that was harsh. I'm just stressed but I know it's no excuse for my rude response." She says.

I nod while avoiding eye contact.

"Y/n, I didn't mean it." She says.

"Okay." I say.

She clears her throat "I actually do enjoy what you have to say." She says.

I look at her "Really? doesn't seem like you have these past couple of days." I say sternly.

She frowns "I know. It's better that way, for the both of us." She says.

I scoff "For the both of us? do you really think giving me the silent treatment or you being unnecessarily awful is better for me?" I hiss.

"It's a pain in the ass Scarlett. If I did something wrong please put on your big girl pants and just fucking tell me." I say angrily.

She scoffs "Y/n have you forgotten that I'm your teacher. I could easily send you to the principals office for your unnecessary comments. I know it's complicated, our relationship but it ends here today. I am not Scarlett, I am Mrs. Johansson and if that's not okay with you then leave" she responds furiously.

I sigh realizing that I did cross the line. She is my teacher I guess somewhere along the way I just forgot.

I nod "Look recently you've been very different and I just want to know if I...did anything wrong. I'm sorry If did, I can be a little dull at times and I just want to help." I say apologetically.

She looks at me and I swear she looks like she's in pain, her eyes look like they're hiding something and that she feels bad. That face quickly changes as she composes her demeanor.

She sighs "Y/n, you did absolutely nothing wrong. I'm sorry that I've been cold lately. I just have a lot going on outside of school and I need you to bear with me okay?" She says softly.

I smile "I can do that." I say.

She smiles "Thank You, and I do enjoy it when you talk to me. Everyday." She says happily.

I smile "Thank You, and I enjoy it when you talk back to me, not ignore me like you have been these days." I say.

She laughs but the moment is cut short when someone abruptly opens the door.

I look over and see Colin walking over to Scarlett handing her a brown bag.

"I don't know what time you're going to be home so I brought you lunch." He says to her.

She looks at me worriedly but quickly smiles at Colin and takes the bag. Why does her smile seem kinda fake? Maybe I'm just reading into it too much.

"Thank You." She says as Colin gives her a quick kiss. Kill me now.

"Y/n?! What are you doing here?" He asks eagerly as he sees me.

I shrug "I'm just sitting here for fun." I say sarcastically.

He laughs and walks over to me, giving me a handshake "For fun?" He asks.

Scarlett clears her throat "It's detention. She's here for detention." She says nervously.

That was weird. Is she scared of me talking to Colin? Why is that?

He looks at me surprised "Detention! What could you have possibly done?" He asks.

I smile "I got into a f-"

"She fell asleep during class." Scarlett interrupts me.

Oh yeah. I forgot nobody really knows about the fight except for Scarlett, Aubrey, my friends, and a couple witnesses. I guess me falling asleep is a good cover up since it really did happen. Good catch Scarlett.

He laughs "Is it because you've been training very hard? Your father told me you have a game this Saturday." He says.

I furrow my brows "He did?" I ask.

He nods "He even invited me to go with him. I'll be there to watch your big game." He says excitedly.

Oh god.

I smile "That's great." I say.

He looks over at Scarlett "You'll come too, right scar?" He asks.

She shakes her head "I can't, I'll be too busy." She says.

He shakes his head "No you won't, you'll come with me." He says.

Scarlett sighs and nods.

He turns to me "Okay well it was great seeing you y/n and I wish you the best of luck this Saturday." He says.

I smile "Thanks Calv- Colin." I say.

Scarlett quickly gives me a disapproving look. I reciprocate the action by giving her a disapproving look just to tease her and she smiles softly at my action.

Colin walks back over to Scarlett "I'll see you later alright sweetheart." He says and kisses Scarlett once again and leaves the room.

Scarlett looks at me and smiles apologetically.

"You know, you don't have to come just because he said so." I say.

She shakes her head "No, I'd love to see you play." She says.

I smile "Thought you were too busy." I tease.

She smiles "Not anymore." She says.

"You better win. I don't want to waste my time sitting on bleachers just for you to lose." She teases.

I laugh "Oh Scarlett, I'm on the team. There's no way in hell I'm losing." I say confidently.

She laughs "Don't jinx it." She says.

I nod "I'm losing this Saturday. Get it? Reverse psychology, now I have to win." I joke.

She smiles "Now you have to win." She says.

Her timer then goes off indicating that detention is now over. Great, that stupid timer goes off in the worst possible moments. I was just getting into the moment.

She smirks "Same time tomorrow?" She mimics me from the previous days that I said that to her.

I smile "I'll see you later alright sweetheart." I mimic Colins words when he left earlier.

She laughs "Don't do that y/n. Remember the boundaries!" She shouts as I leave.

I'm definitely going to lose this Saturday. How am I going to play with her watching me? I'll get too nervous and self conscious. Hopefully I won't notice her at the game and I'll do just fine.

Sweetheart? God the way she said that made me feel something Colin could never make me feel. I can't think like this I made a choice. Why the fuck am I like this.

How am I going to watch her this Saturday with Colin and her father next to me. I need to get in control. Maybe I'm just thinking too much about it, I'll be just fine.

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