He's my home | Marlex

IV

Alex's Pov

I arrived at my room and lied down on my bed crying. I had lost my best friends, the persons who had always been there for me. There was no doubt for me that they wouldn't talk to us ever again. Marty had shown a side of him that I had never known before and after what happened in Madagascar they probably thougth we were savages. Marty was mad at me too. I just knew it. He thought I had kept him from defending his honour but I knew better.

I knew Melman didn't meant to say that. It was a big part of his personality to get nervous when something new happened and the idea of me and Marty being together had shocked him a lot. I knew he didn't had anything against our sexuality nor about us being a couple. Marty had just messed everything up

My mother entered in my room, smiling warmly, her expression changed to a concerned one when she saw I was crying. "Alakey, what's wrong?" She asked softly. I remained silent. I felt like a disgrace for my parents. I had already ashamed them when I danced instead of fighting and now I was gay too. I felt like I was the worst son ever. "Come on Alakey, I want to know if you're well..." she insisted.

I sat up and looked at her, trying to figth my tears back and smile. "I'm fine mom, I promise" My mother sighed, nodding a bit. "Maybe you should talk about it with Marty if you don't want me to know" She proposed with a soft and caring tone of voice. I shook my head, looking down. "I don't really think I can..." I admited. She sat down next to me. "Did you had a figth?"

I nodded, not daring to say anything. I was scared that my voice would brake and leave hints of what was really happening. "Well I'm sure you'll get along again soon" She said, trying to cheer me up. "I don't think so mom... everything's just so complicated" I admited, a tear falling down my cheek. She pushed the tear away gently.

"You will be friends again soon Alakey, I know it" I sighed. My mother was convinced that her son was perfectly straight and that broke my heart. Maybe I shouldn't be with Marty at all even if things cleared up.

Maybe I should bump him. I didn't want to hurt him and maybe I was confusing friendship with love. I felt terribly safe in his arms, but maybe it was normal, maybe that was the way friends felt about each other. Maybe the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about him was normal.

My mother left after a while and turned the light off. I was left alone with my thoughts and it didn't take me long to take a decision. I would tell Marty that I was just confused, that I didn't feel anything for him other than friendship and pray for it to be the truth.

I woke up the next morning, my eyes swollen by the tears. I looked at the door, feeling observed. Marty was there. He smiled softly at me. "Hey Aly-Al, your mother came to the heard saying you were worried that I hated you. I don't hate you Al" I nodded and stood up from my bed. "What did you come here for Marty?" I asked, my words sounding cold.

He looked at me in a worried yet confused way. "Aly-Al w-what's happening with you? You never speak to me this way..." His words broke my heart, but I couldn't let anyone know what had happened between him and me. "I don't want you Marty... I-I don't want you..." I whispered. His eyes filled with tears. "What?" He asked, his voice breaking.

"I don't want you to be with me, not in that way..." I whispered again, looking down. "But... I thought you loved me..." Tears fell down my cheeks as my heart broke more. "I do love you Marty, but not in that way, I was just confused" I explained. "Confused?" He asked "Yes Marty confused, you're my best mate, but nothing more" I replied.

"You lied to me Alex, y-you asked me to be your King and now you say you were confused?" "Yes Marty" I sighed. "Look into my eyes and say you were confused" He said. I looked into his eyes, trying not to cry. "I was confused Marty" He looked away, tears falling down his cheeks. "I don't think I can keep being your friend Alex, this is just so hurtful"

"Marty" I said, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry Alex" He muttered "Marty please, please stay" I cried silently. Marty looked straight into my eyes. "Goodbye Alex" He said and walked away. I looked at him, my breath getting nervous. My chest started to hurt as my breath turned more nervous and I started to hyperventilate. I put my paws on the wall, trying to remain stable, crying desperately.

My father saw me and ran to me. "Alakey? Alakey what's wrong?" I shook my head, unable to control my breathing. He took me in his arms and I lost my consciousnes after a while. I woke up in a rock a while after. Melman and Gloria were there and so were my mother and my father, but Marty was nowhere to be seen. "It's my fault" I heard my father saying as I opened my eyes.

"If I had taken more care of him that day he wouldn't have been cougth by those hunters and he wouldn't have this phobia. This would never have happened if I never made that mistake" I looked at him softly. "Dad? Dad it's not your fault..." He looked at me with hope in his eyes. "Alakey you're awake!" He said.

I wanted to stand up, but Melman kept me from it. "You need to rest Alex... Gloria is trying to get Marty to talk to you, don't worry..." He said. I nodded softly. I knew Marty wouldn't come, but I was glad to see that the rest of my friends hand't abandoned me