~SCARLETT~
I was pissed. I couldn't believe Amy just did that to me. I wasn't even after Carter. Why the hell was I her next target? She could have him.
I angrily searched the bag in the car for any spare clothes to wear over my tube top. I knew I should have something in here. I just had to find it quickly. I wasn't even sure why Carter had followed me out here. He never cared about anyone. Why would he feel responsible for Amy’s behavior?
"What's that on your chest?" Carter asks suddenly, his tone is alarming which in turn makes me more alert.
Everything stills around me at that one question—my chest.
What was on my chest? Suddenly, his words opened a new level of fear inside of me.
You're so freaking dumb, Scarlett!
How could I have forgotten about the love bites all over my
