right journey, But wrong destination

chapter ten

I was driving like a crazy maniac on the road searching for Marc; it has been more than 4 hours since he left. I tried calling his phone but he wasn't answering. I went to the places I thought he might be, I even went to Katherine's and Maria's houses but he wasn't there. It was 2 after midnight, where is he?

I drove to some locals down the streets but I couldn't detect his car anywhere.

I parked on the side of the road still holding the wheel with both of my hands. I took a deep breath and threw my face on the wheel trying to think and remember where he would be. As I move my hand to start the engine I see him. He was there. Oh thank god.

I opened the door and raced to him but when he saw me he turned his head.

I took a step forward and stood right in front of him. The moment I looked in his eyes I knew it.

He was drunk.

His eyes were red and the smell of vodka is so strong you can get drunk by it.

I opened my mouth to say something but then he cut me off

"w-wad you want now ha?" he mumbled a blurry sentence. He lost his balance and fell on the floor.

I pulled my hands to try and help him up but he pushed me

"move your hands" he screams.

he tries to stand up but then again falls back on the floor

"let me help you marc please" I took a step forward but then he screams "NO!"

I was rooted to my spot trying to register what was going on. Why is he refusing my hand?

Suddenly he stands up and tries to steady himself.

"I don't love you"

he laughs so loud the people on the other side of the road can hear him.

I blinked once. Then twice.

The words echoed in my head.

"w-what?" I asked. My eyes waters

his laughter stops. Suddenly his face turns to a serious mode and his jaw clenches.

He looks at me right in the eyes. He opens his mouth then closes it several times. It's like he wants to say something but he couldn't.

"I will never be in love with you" he says the words and even though it's blurred, I took it in.

I felt something hurting in my chest, a feeling I'm not familiar with. It was so hard I wanted to scream and make it stop but I couldn't. I felt my hands sweating but I was so cold.

My feet were way too heavy and all I could do was look at him with my jaw dropped.

I wanted to go but I couldn't leave him alone when he's like that.

Or maybe he's not; the last sentence he said clearly showed he was serious. No he wasn't. No.

"Yow man where were you?"

A face came into sight. I took a deep breath when I saw him. It's been a very long time since we met.

But my mind turns automatically back to marc; he was still looking at me, hard expressions on his face.

When joseph detected my face he stood rooted to his spot. He didn't make a move. He looked at marc then at me then back at marc then back at me.

I can tell he was lost. But why would he be?

I took a step back.

Marc turned around and looked at the sky. Oh so now he doesn't even want to look at me