One In A Million

Chapter 31

As we reached Marco's house, I rushed to the bathroom to grab a hot shower to clean off my skin of the smoke, alcohol smell, but mostly and mainly, to try to clean the monter's marks he left on my skin after he touched my hand.  I have washed thoroughly my whole body two or three times with the Vanilla shower gel, but I was still feeling his reptile hands on me, despite I was perfectly cleaned and washed, I still felt in dirt. 

In my still going on shock, I've tried to behave as the normal Brooke in front of Marco, but the boy wasn't stupid, he knew something was bothering me.  We ended at cuddling and asleep on the living room sofa, his arms all wrapped tightly around me, I was like in a cocoon, protected of every hostile attacks.  That's how Marco made me feel every time we were hugging into each other, and I wish that never end. 

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It was a rainy cozy Sunday, and that weather really got us in a lazy mood, so Marco had ordered some Chinese food for the lunch.  I only ate two or three bites of the noodles. As my appetite wasn’t at his best.  Not that the food was tasteless, it was pretty good, but the matter came from me, and my state of mind, I was way too distraught to focus on food, or another center of interest. 

Marco being a gentleman, cleaned and cleared off the empty take away boxes that were on the living room table, and when I proposed him some help, he just shook his head with “Just sit and relax.”  As Marco made his way to the kitchen, I found myself all alone, my mind playing back constantly the nightmare I have lived on last night, his face was so filled into my brain.  Only the thought of his name brought chills all over my body.  Feeling feeling, I seized the red plaid blanket and wrapped it all around me, as I stared at the living room window.  Only the sound of the rain pouring heavily on it and the strong wind was heard in the whole room, giving it’s gloomy atmosphere.  I looked at my phone clock showing 12:35 AM, but with that dark and heavy sky, it seemed like seven o’clock.  Damn, that darkness was exactly the reflection of what was going on inside my head, so dark inside to the outside world.  Where were my sunny days at, I was missing summer already.  I kept at staring at the already leafless branches through the window, being swapped hardly by the strong wind, gosh, winter was really on it’s way and I dislike it so much.  I was so fixed on the dancing branches, that I only realized lately that my phone had vibrated earlier, it was a text message sent by Kaylee. 

“Hey ,a bitch, what’s up… :P” Her nasty messages usually made me laugh, but not today, I was seeing black everywhere. 

"Hey, nothing much, just had a Chinese lunch with Marco, WAY?" I typed with heavy fingers.

"I just woke up [yeah blushing face], I returned home early in the morning, very early which is so uncommon from me, yes, I had to return home, because my friend left me alone on that sofa, to then dissapear like by magic (bitch face), where have you been bitch" I read.  I bet she must have,been worried seeing I ain't sat back with her, yes, I remember I was getting us some drinks at the bar, when I encountered the monter, and Marco popped out from nowwhere, and we left the club.  I should have phone Kaylee, telling her I was on my way with Marco, but I was too distraugh and yet shocked to think about it. 

"Awww Kay, yes, I'm really sorry about that, Marco joined me at the club lately,he was tired so we left then, I should have let you know, can you forgive me pleazzzze <3." I typed, trying to be nice, normal and myself.  I didn't want my anxiety to be read through my messaging.  Playing that role was just too hard to handle, that reminded me too much bad memories when I had to lie.