I finally managed to calm myself down and go into the living room. He was sleeping in the same spot I left him. I sit down at the table and start drawing again when I hear him say:
-"Don't...go...Please...don't... leave...me."
I turn to look at him. 'I wonder what his dreaming about. He looks so sad and in pain.' Just then he started tossing and turning. I approached him, 'He looks like he's suffering a lot.' Then he grabs onto my sleeve. I sighed and grabbed his hand. 'Man, I hate this stupid caring side of me.' He seemed to have calmed down for a bit but then he started talking again:
-"No...I don't...want to...I...need you."
Then his movements become more violent so I grabbed onto him. (Like a hug) He then started to loose his energy until all that was left was a fragile child. 'He looks like if I let go now he might break.' As I thought that I set down next to him and put his head on my lap. The last thing I remember from that night was hearing the clock strike 2 o'clock.
I wake up to the soft light of the sun. I straighten my posture and I notice that Mark is gone and the blanket is now covering me. I get up and start looking around, 'It's 6 o'clock, his jacket is still here, which means he hasn't left yet.' I start looking through the house and I finally find him in the kitchen.
-"Hey, what are you doing?" I ask softly remembering the events of last night.
-"Oh, morning." He says as he notices me. "I was just looking for some food, maybe I'm being rude doing so on my own accord." He says with an apologetic look.
-"I'll forgive you this time. Are you feeling better?" 'Why did I ask that? Am I worried about what happened yesterday?'
-"What? Oh you mean about the part where I was drunk." He says a little stutter. 'Is there something else his not feeling well about?' "Yes I'm fine...oh right, thanks a lot for bringing me here."
-"Yeah, you own me one." I say smiling. (I know, to nice but...) 'I'm still a little worried, his eyes are swollen again.'
-"Yes, I guess I do." He says looking relived, probably thinking I didn't notice his state.
-"You should probably be getting home, eat quickly."
-"Can't I go straight to school from here?" He asks pleading.
-"You do realize your clothes wreck of alcohol? Not to mention you look awful. You should go home, take a shower and change."
-"Can't I do that here, take a shower I mean? Please." He says looking at me with those deep eyes 'No way, that's embarrassing, having him shower here.' "Please!" 'Ugh...and here I thought that face only works when old friend used it.'
-"Fine." I say exasperated. "I'll let you borrow some of my brother's clothes too, since yours smell, but if anyone, anyone, ever finds out of this I swear I will kill you."
He nods with a serious look on his face and goes to the table to eat the salad he found in the refrigerator. I give him some cold milk since I don't know if he drinks coffee or not and I start making myself a sandwich.
After we're done eating I hand him a pair of blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a black leather jacket from my brother's closet and he goes take his shower. 'I feel so damn awkward.' Ten minutes later he comes out and asks:
-"Are you going to take one too?" 'How can you ask that so simply?'
-"No, I'm good, I took one last night." (Harmless lie)
-"Ok." He says seating on the couch. Just then his phone starts ringing but he doesn't answer it.
-"Aren't you going to answer that?" I ask confused.
-"No." He says with a mixture of sadness and hatred in his eyes. The phone keeps ringing and ringing, 'I think it's the 8th time.'
-"So persistent." Mark says annoyed.
-"If they are this persistent it must be important, you should answer."
-"It's fine, don't worry about it." 'I don't! Or do I, ah it's so annoying and this stupid ringing doesn't help.'
-"Either you do or I will." I say in an angry tone.
-"Fine, fine, don't get mad....Hello!" He says as he finally picks up the phone.
-[Mark, finally, I was getting worried.]
-"I'm fine, I'm at a friend's place, so why did you call?" He says a bit annoyed.
-[It's about your mother.]
-"Did something happen?" Mark asks agitated.
-[We were thinking of visiting her so we can discuss about you. I think it will be best if you were there too.]
-"Is that all?"
-[Huh..?]
-"Then I'm hanging up."
-[Wai...]
-"Who was it? Did something happen?" I ask not even knowing why.
-"No, it's nothing." He says looking to the floor, 'Does he think that because I don't socialize much I can't read human expressions.' I decide to leave it be.
-"I'll go get myself ready for school too, it's already 7:05 after all."
-"Ok."
After that I go into the bathroom and start preparing myself, 'No matter how I look at it, something still smells fishy. I wish I could just ask but that would be too out of caracter. I guess for now I'll leave it at that.'
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Lonely Heart
RomanceHave you ever felt like you are not needed or like this world you where born into sucks? Well you shouldn't because no matter what there will come a time when you find someone who needs you and only you. When that someone appears he is going to chan...