𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐞 (𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐞 - *Emotional*)

Not that again....

Warning!

Chapters may contain things like self harming, blood scenes, disasters, obscene words or swearing and others! Doesn't intend to motivate anyone on doing stuff like this! Make sure you're 12 at least, though! Enjoy reading!

Marcus's POV

"I'm so sick of you! Do you plan on stopping this?! Pack your stuff and leave my house!" - yelled aunt Sidney.

"What-what did I do wrong?" - I asked.

"Don't act like you don't know! Dennie told me that you hit her! I'm not gonna let things like that happen to my children!" - she was talking about my stupid spoiled cousin who I had done nothing to.

"I didn't do anything! It was her!" - I replied, but she was too mad to hear me.

"I'm not listening to you, you better leave! Just because you're my nephew doesn't mean I gotta be responsible for you!"

"Well, It does mean if you wanna take care of your dead little sister's son!" - I think I regret these words... She slapped me.

"Get the f*ck out of my house!... Now!" - she was pointing the door on me.

"Fine, I'm leaving! I won't stand anywhere unwanted!" - I yelled back.

"That's what I thought!"

I had no other choice but to leave. I went out the house very upset and shocked.
She threw a suitcase after me and locked me outside with the words:

"Good riddance, you uselless creature!" - and she slams the door, having me jumping of the sudden blow.

"Oh no, not again..." - was what I told myself at first as I sighed.

I called Lucas. He didn't pick up at first, but then he did.

"Hello?" - said Lucas.
"Hey, Lucas how's it going?"
"Good, Marcus how about you? How's aunt Sidney?" - inquired he.
"Um, not so good. Me neither..."
"Oh, snap did it happen again?" - as if Lucas read my mind.
"I'm afraid the answer is yes." - I told him.
"Really, Marcus, again? What did you do?" - he sounded like I got him upset.
"I didn't do anything, I swear!" - I defended myself.
"Nah, this is not happening. We have no relatives left! You got kicked out by uncle Fred, our dad's best friend, aunt Marie, and now aunt Sidney?" - Lucas reminded me.
"Look, we got no time for this, it's freezing outside! Where am I supposed to spend the night?"
"Wait, Marcus where're you at?" - he said.
"At my four-stored 60 million dollars- worth house of Miami centre. Where would I be, Lucas?! I'm at the front door, I just got kicked out!" - me deciding to put some irony on what I was saying.
"Okay, chill, you don't need to be that rude."
"Why aren't you coming back from London? I haven't seen you in months. You just left me here by myself, it's not fair!" - I complained.
"I'm sorry, Marcus but I'm not coming back to Maryland soon. It's getting low-key serious here, bro." - Lucas uttered.
"What? What do you mean by that?"
"Ivonne is actually pregnant. I need to live and work in London, so we can be doing well." - he added.
"Wh-what?! Are you lying?" - I got white as a sheet.
"No! Why would I lie? Also bear in mind, that I will not be able to send you that much money anymore."
"That much?! I barely even have for food! So, just tell me, where to f*cking go!" - I got mad.
"You could just say 'Congrats', but whatever. I wish I knew where should you go, but I don't. So, don't yell at me!" - responded my selfish twin.
"Babe, I feel nauseous! Can you come help me out, real quick?" - I could hear Ivonne through the phone.
"Yeah, babe I'm coming, one second! Alright, Marcus I need to go! You'll need to find a place to sleep yourself. I believe in you, just let me know if you find one, okay?"
"But, you can't just..." - Lucas hung up the phone.

"I can't believe this is going on... What do I do?"