I can't Hurt You - Marcus Lopez Arguello

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Tonight was one of the nights we were hanging out at the roof. By we I mean Chico's murderer squad. Well most of us plus Petra anyway.

Saya and Petra were talking about a movie while they drank some beer we brought up earlier out of red plastic cups. Billy was hanging off the metal structures up here that Lin never cared much to finish, using them as monkey bars. Marcus was sharing a cigarette with me in the corner, though I'm sure both of us would've preferred weed if we could get our hands on it. All that while our music played in the background. We all had different tastes, but we could agree somewhat on a specific song when we felt like it.

"So then why doesn't Voltron just form the sword from the very beginning?" Petra asked Saya.

"The American gaijin never bothered to translate the scripts from the original Japanese." Saya justified before taking a sip of her drink.

"What, so they forgot to translate 'it takes 20 minutes for this dumb sword to warm up'?" Petra paraphrased the film she was talking about.

"Did you hear about my super-sexy interlude with Ms. DeLuca?" Billy piped up, trying to brag.

Rumor is DeLuca tied him up in his underwear and degraded him. Sounds sexy in theory but it really wasn't. The dude didn't even have a safe word and he was screaming in pain. Didn't know DeLuca was such a kinky dominant motherfucker though.

"She had you hogtied and weeping with a riding crop up your ass." Petra corrected after she rolled her eyes.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Billy defended.

"It's not exactly a good thing." I said as I took a puff from my cigarette.

"Honestly, Petra, I never expected you to be so prudish." Billy said, trying to a rise out of Petra.

"You have no idea the kind of sexual scenarios this brain has imagined." Petra bragged.

"Yeah?" Billy asked now intrigued.

Marcus cleared his throat, reminding Billy to keep his 'I don't give a fuck' act going.

"I mean, I don't care." Billy said putting his facade on again.

Suddenly we heard the door open. Out came Maria who was looking way more hyper and excited that usual. Was she high? She looked around with a huge smile on her face before her eyes landed on Marcus standing next to me.

"Here you are!" Maria exclaimed closing the door behind her and making her way towards him.

"Yeah, here I am." Marcus replied sounding confused and throwing the now finished cigarette we were sharing off the roof.

"Dance with me!" Maria said as she grabbed his hands and dragged him to the middle of the roof so they had more space to move around.

Marcus looked back at me mentally asking me for help. God, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to rip her head off right now. I really really wanted to throw her off this roof sending her to hell like her little Vato boyfriend. But no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't. I couldn't give away how Marcus and I were together. I also couldn't kill a student unless I wanted to be expelled.

Maria giggled as she danced with Marcus. She was mostly dragging him around since he barely knew how to dance as it is. She seemed like she was having the time of her life, though he wasn't. She put his hand on her waist and spun around. Couldn't she find someone else to hit on? Then she let go of Marcus and stumbled back onto Petra and Saya.

"Whoo! Sorry!" She exclaimed still giggling before kissing Saya on the cheek.

She danced and skipped across the roof alone this time, looking like she was on something. Then she bumped into the boom box and the alcohol that were on the edge of the roof, making it fall off.

"Is that just alcohol?" Billy asked referring to Maria's clearly intoxicated ass.

"Who cares, she broke the boom box." I said disappointedly.

We found that in the confiscation room and another boom box would cost more than we could afford. It would even take Marcus a couple months to buy a new one with the money from his job. That's if we all pitched in.

"I wanna go dancing." Maria said as she walked back up to Marcus.

"Yeah, well you just knocked your only source of music off the roof." I said sarcastically.

Could I hate her any more?

Maria looked around at all of us to see we weren't amused. Her happy expression turned into a disappointed one before she turned back to Marcus.

"Don't be such a little bitch." She said shoving Marcus.

"Yeah, little bitch or big bitch, I only have two gears." Marcus said trying not to be awkward in a very awkward situation.

"Fine. You don't wanna dance. Maybe there's something else you'd rather do." Maria said before attacking Marcus in a kiss.

That was it for me. I didn't care if everyone here found out we were together. I didn't care if Maria ended up dead on the sidewalk. Marcus wasn't even kissing back and she had the nerve to force him into it? She had the nerve to kiss my boyfriend? He visibly tried pushing her off without hurting her, but she wouldn't let herself be pushed. I rushed over to them and shoved her off him. She stumbled back before looking at me aggressively.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" She asked as she got in my face.

"His girlfriend. Now back the fuck up before I make you sorry for touching what's not yours." I threatened.

"Okay, let's go. I've got her." Saya said as she grabbed Maria's wrist and dragged her away from us and to the door.

"No if she wants to do something she can." Maria said trying to come at me as Saya dragged her.

"No one is doing anything. Let's go." Saya said as she slightly shoved Maria in the door, going in after her and closing it behind her.

Marcus sighed a frustrated sigh and went to sit next to Petra. I followed, sitting next to him trying to calm down my anger.

"Ha-ha. Crazy Maria, right?" Billy tried to cover up what happened and the fact that I admitted Marcus and I were together.

"I won't tell." Petra said as she turned her head to us.

"Huh?" I questioned.

"You two. I won't tell, I promise." Petra assured us.

Marcus and I gave her a slight nod in appreciation. That's all we really could do considering how shitty we were doing. After a couple seconds he reached over and interlaced our fingers, mentally telling me we'd be okay.

Fuck Maria.