Homewrecker

Thirteen

*nearly a month later*

Rachel POV

Marshall just bought a trailer that's pretty much across from mine. I'm helping him pack most of his things to move in. He's going to keep some clothes here knowing that he'll probably be here a lot. Your probably still confused to why I made him move out. I need space. I'm still very hurt about him cheating on me. I want to be with him but I just need time to heal, by myself. I love having Marshall here but our relationship moved fast in the beginning. The best relationships move at a slow, comfortable pace.

"Imma take these 2 boxes over if you take that small one" Marshall says walking out the door. I pick up the small box, closing it so none of his video games get wet, since it was light raining.

I walk across the street to his new trailer. I walk in seeing the nearly empty home. It look identical to mine, except different interior colors. His is mostly beige, while mine is mostly white.

"This is cute" I tell him. He turns around looking at me.

"Not as cute as you bitch" Marshall says in a girl voice. I giggle pushing him away.

"Stop" I say continuing to laugh.

"I need to get some shit, wanna come?" He asks looking at me.

"Yeah" I say as we walk out the door.
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We walk into a cheap home goods store.

"So what exactly do you need?" I ask him as he looks around the store.

"Uh, definitely a microwave. And maybe a coffee table and couch depending on the prices." He tells me.

"I can help you pay for anything" I offer him. I feel bad for him at times knowing he lives pay check to pay check with the job he has. I would to if I didn't get so many extra tips being a bartender. I'm definitely not wealthy in any type of way, but I make more than I need, considering I live in a trailer and have no one else to feed or take care of.

"No baby, I'll get what I can get for now" He tells me.
"But thank you" He says giving me a smile.

"Of course" I say. I'm not taking no for an answer though.
"Hey I'm gonna go look around a little" I tell him then walk to the other side of the store.

I grab some simple house items that he may forget. I go and check out.

"That will be $202.75" The cashier says. I pay then go look for Marshall. I walk all around the store and finally I hear him say from behind me.

"There you are, I was looking for you everywhere" He says looking at me.

"I was just paying for a few things" I tell him. He looks down at my basket seeing all the bags I have.

"Damn what did you buy?" He asks me looking through the bags.

"Just a few things you'll need" I tell him. He looks up at me annoyed.

"Baby I told you that I don't need help with buying stuff" He says to me.

"I want to help you, this didn't even cost much" I tell him. I see him grab the recipe out of one of the bags.

"$200!, baby really?" He says looking at me.

"Shut up and be grateful" I say and giggle.

We continue to look for things he wants. He ends up buying a small coffee table for his living room, a 2 sitter couch, and a microwave.
They were going to be delivered within a week to his trailer.
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We get back to his place and I place the things I got him around his home. Soap dispenser, toilet cleaner, dish rack, some plates, silverware, laundry basket, candles
, a blow up mattress, and some bedding.

"What the fuck babe" He says as I walk around lighting the candles up that I bought.

"What? I want to let everyone know that your taken" I tell him jokingly.

"By putting vanilla scented candles around my house?" He questions.

"Yeah, letting every bitch know that theres a girlfriend around somewhere" I say giggling.

"Well your the only girl allowed here" He says smirking.

"Good" I say pulling him in for a kiss. He backs me up against to wall trapping me in with his hands. Our innocent kiss quickly turns into a make out session. He softly bites down on my bottom lip.
"Mmm" I moan. This allows him to slip his tongue into my mouth. He then slips his warm hands up my shirt caressing my breast. I pull back making him groan.
"Why'd you stop" He asks me.

"Cause we're taking this slow" I tell him teasingly.

"You sure?" He ask. He slips his hand down my baggy sweatpants copping a feel of my wetness.

"Stop" I say laughing. I pull his hand away.

"You may wanna go slow but she doesn't" He says referring to my downstairs area. I immediately blush. I look at his watch seeing the time.

"Damn, I gotta go to work soon" I say annoyed.

"Okay baby" He says giving me one last kiss.
"And thank you for buying all that shit, for real" He says sincerely.

"No problem baby, I want to help you, if you need anything else just let me know" I tell him seriously.

"Okay baby, have a good night, I love you" He says as a walk out.

"Bye" I tell him. For some reason I couldn't tell him that I loved him back. I love him but does he really mean it? Would he hurt me if he loves me? These thoughts have been taking up my mind lately.

Marshall POV

I close my door after seeing that Rachel made it into her trailer safely. I couldn't help but to feel my heart drop when she didn't say 'I love you' back. I know she loves me, but I'm the type of man to want to hear that she loves me. She hasn't said it back this entire week. She was saying it back after the fact that I had just cheated on her, so what changed? I get her wanting to take it slow for awhile, but moving me out? No 'I love you', no sex? God I hope she hasn't found anyone new.

I let my insecurities get the best of me when I decided to go to her work to make sure she's actually their working. What if someone at her work has caught her attention?

I pull up to her work and head inside the bar. I don't want her to see me so I'll sit in the back at a table. I catch a glimpse of her working in her small section of the bar. She gives the men small flirty smiles as she hands them their drink. She turns around to take another mans order. This guy looks about my age. He greets Rachel by her name and she does the same. How does she know him?

I get from the small table and head to her area. I sit down a few sets down from the guys she apparently knows. I glance at him. He's tall, buff, and has dark curly hair. Everything I'm not. I'm not the tallest man and I'm fit but my muscles aren't bulging out my body like this guys.

"Marshall!" I hear Rachel say. I almost forgot I came over here to greet her.
She looks at me grinning, making me forget all about of my insecurities.

"Hey baby" I greet her making it known that I'm her man.

"Decided to sneak up on me?" She asks playfully. Yes.

"No, just missed my baby" I say smirking. She leans in giving my a quick peck. I smirk knowing that motherfucker next to me saw.

"Rach, can I get another beer" The mystery guy asks. Did he just call her 'Rach'?

"Yeah of course" Rachel responds quickly.

I glare at him as he does the same. He likes her, I know it. I knew something was going on up in here. I trust Rachel, but not this motherfucker.

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