He's my home | Marlex

XVIII

Alex's Pov

Two months had passed by since the last time I talked to Marty and a lot of things happened since then. We even made our way to New York, but the zoo wasn't the same anymore, not even only because Marty wasn't even able to look at me, but because the zoo didn't look like our home anymore.

The people there traped us in our own houses and even if they were cheering on us and especially at me, it felt completely wrong and Dubua tried to kill me again. Luckily the circus animals saved us from there, and it changed the way I felt for Marty completely as I had felt the fear of thinking I would never be able to be with him again.

However, I could tell that the opposite had happened to him, as the first thing he did when we arrived back at the circus was kissing Stefano. I kissed Gia in an atempt to piss him off, but it didn't work. Marty had forgotten about me.

On the other hand, things between me and Gia cooled up because she said I was acting distant with her, but how could I ever be honest with her and tell her what I felt if I couldn't even tell her I'm bi? I couldn't just tell her I was in love with my best friend and that I missed him, well probably my old best friend because Marty hanged out with the horses constantly, even more than with Gloria and Melman and I could tell he had somehow replaced us with them.

This feelings made me hate Marty and I despised the way it felt, but I couldn't help but feel terribly hurt by him.

One day everything got worse for me when I was arguing with Gia about how I didn't enjoy kissing her anymore. It was true obviously, because everything I could always think about was Marty, but she was being overly dramatic about it and that caused me to be dramatic too. Therefore, it was no surprise that we were shouting at each other.

Suddenly Marty came out of his wagon with Gloria, laughing at something she had said when he started glaring at me after hearing my shouts. It was the first time he looked at me in months, so I didn't even care about how mad everyone was at me and remained looking at him, completely wordless as I had missed his attention way too much.

Still I somehow wanted him to stop looking at me, because I didn't want Gia to know anything about my feelings for him, but that didn't happen. In fact, he did something that manipulated everything to go in his favour.

After a while of just staring at me, he grined at me the same way he did when we were together and that made my cheeks turn red.

Gia, who was completely confused about the situation, realized it and slapped me as a response. "You're an idiot Alex! I can't believe you're looking at him that way! He's a boy and a zebra! And everything you can do when we're together is ignoring me! I can't believe you've truly changed your feelings for me for someone like him!" She said, shouting at me.

I wanted to say something to defend myself, but just before I could open my mouth to talk, she turned around and walked away.

My eyes filled with tears as I watched her leave and I glared at Marty. "What the hell was that about?!" I asked, looking at him with rage.

Marty looked at me with a nonchalant expression. "I don't know, but you were the one who blushed so it's your fault" He said. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "Marty this is not funny, you just ruined my relationship" I said with a sigh.

"Nope. I didn't you did it yourself Alex, just the way you ruined our relationship" Marty answered and I shook my head, sighing. "Why are you acting so weird Marty? I thought we had agreed on being friends" I asked in a soft yet slightly sad tone of voice.

Marty glared at me a bit and rolled his eyes. "Why wouldn't I act this way with you Alex? I have many reasons to do it"

"This is just not the Marty I know anymore, it's not the Marty I fell in love with. You're mean now and you're quite an asshole" I said, secretly hurt by how much Marty had changed

"I'm not mean Alex and I still am the Marty I have always been, it's just that you truly take out the worst in me, besides you don't even deserve the old Marty, not after everything you did to me" He scowled. Those words filled my body with anger. How could he say that after ruining my relationship and after ignoring me for two months? I was so angry that my claws came out promptly, but Marty didn't even care, he just kept glaring at me and acting exactly the same way.

Gloria looked at the two of us and wanted to get in the middle, so that none of us would get hurt, but Marty got her away from us, telling her that everything was fine and that he had everything under control.

I sighed and looked at my claws, my eyes slightly filling with tears. "Marty go away please... I-I don't want to hurt you and you might deserve to get hurt after all you've done, but I can't watch myself hurt someone who used to be my whole world" I whispered softly, lying slightly as Marty still secretly was my whole world.

Marty kept glaring at me and I could feel he was totally ignoring my words. "You've already hurt me enough Alex! Ever since we got to this circus you've hurt me!" He said and although he would have normally cried while saying something like this, not a single tear could be seen in his eyes. All that filled Marty's gaze was rage, a rage that was starting to get reciprocated by my own rage and I was scared that if he didn't stay away from me, I could end up using my claws against him

"Marty stop it, you're only going to hurt yourself with this! Stop making me madder at you!" I said, glaring at him as I felt my predator instincts activating out of anger.

Marty ignored me again and pushed me slightly, glaring back at me. "I'm not going to do whatever you want me to Alex! I'm tired of being the emotinal toy of some stupid lion like you!"

Marty's words made my blood boil and I pushed him against the wall furiously, my impulses taking control of me. I could feel Marty was scared, and I thought he was going to pull away to keep himself safe, but instead he kissed me passionatly and pulled me closer to him. I kissed him back the same way, holding him close tightly as I felt myself loosing the small amount self-control I had left.