Me and Marcus

Chapter 6

"So tell me about yourself." Marcus said with a simple smile. I was still deciding in my head if I should inform him about my depression because I didn't really want him to feel pity for me. I hated when people felt bad for me because I knew that in the inside they didn't care. They said it to try and be polite but I knew the truth.

"Well, I come from a small city in Washington and I decided to move here because I thought that I deserved to be an independent woman." I explained with a proud smile growing on my face.

"That's great!" He responded and I already knew this was going to be a great night.

"What about you?" I ask curious to learn more about him.

"Well, my parents got a divorce when I was just 16 so I asked if I could move away because it was too hard. My parents were my total inspiration. And they never seemed like they had troubles, but I guess they were trying to keep the burden off me. I don't know," he said clearly getting emotional. "Anyway, I moved here when I was 17 and met a girl who was really nice, but ended up cheating on me with some freak from Alaska. I wanted to try and move away from my past but it has been hard. I can't even remember the last time I spoke to my parents." he said frustrated and upset. He put his forehead into his hands and his elbows on the table.

I had to jump in before this came some depressing dinner.

"Marcus, I am so sorry about your past, but I want you to know I am here for you all the time because I understand what you are going through. Depression was a tough time for me." I stopped hard right there. I can't believe I just told him that. He was staring at me with wide eyes and I was surprised his eyeballs didn't fall out of his head.

"Y-you had depression?" He asked as it was some psycho disease when really it was just a bad condition lots of people get diagnosed with.

I looked down at the table starting to become embarrassed because I didn't want him to feel bad. Not him. Not my future husband. Not the one I truly wanted to know more than I wanted him to know me.

"Why didn't y-you tell me sooner?" He asked like we met 20 years ago.

"I don't know..." I said feeling upset with myself.

MARCUS POV

This was a tough act I was putting on.

I had to act like I was surprised she had depression when really, her mother told me earlier.

I felt so bad for her. I mean, she was really upset that I had to act like it was crazy she had depression. And I felt even worse that I had to date her because of her mothers orders. I mean, she was perfect. I wasn't really complaining. She was...stunning. Blue eyes, perfect hair that fell perfect around her shoulders. I wanted her.

I need to tell her. Before we get too deep. Go Marcus, tell her. Spill it. Are you really afraid of her mother? No.

Before I could speak Lola burst out in words.

"Marcus please don't treat me different. I don't want your sympathy and I don't want you to feel pity for me, because I wanted to get away from my depression. I wanted to move on. I wanted to forget hard times. And you, you really made me get away from the pain. You helped me. So just act like I never even told you okay? Promise me?" She asked looking me right in the eyes with praying hope. I need to tell her right now. Before its too late.

"Lola... I need to tell you something very important. I'm telling you this because I don't want to ruin anything." I took a huge gulp as she responded,

"What is it Marcus?" She asked obviously getting stressed out.

"Your mom, she came by and asked me to go on a date with you and date you because you had depression. I had to agree. I still think your such a lovely girl and I-I.."I looked down ashamed. "I'm so sorry"

I looked up and pain shot through my body. She was at tears. One fell down her cheek. My mouth opened to speak but nothing came out. I could tell that all she was feeling was pain and agony. Why me? Why was I blessed with this beautiful creature that had to be ruined for me?