The Family Of The Haunted

Chapter 17, Molly hatred towards Mark

Molly stormed into Mark's room with a grumpy face. Mark smiled brightly when he turned to face her, " You fucking liar! How could you think that I cheat on tests!" She shouted as he looked at her wide-eyed, " I only did that to keep you away from that guy who looked like a drug dealer from where I was standing." He explains as Molly growls darkly. " You know I am 5 weeks sober, so that shit is from behind me." She argued as he scoffed and didn't believe her. " Unlike you staying away from those friends of yours? " he questioned, but he stopped her from speaking another word when he raised his hand to silence her." Octavia is a bad person, and you know it." She glared at him, " How would you know that? You don't know her life like I do, so you can't judge her immediately." She defeated her friend.

" You know better to stay away from her, and I am doing this for your good." He whispered as she scoffed at him and shook her head of not believing him. " If you're doing this for my good, stay out of my life. " She walked to the doorway before she stopped. " Cause that would do a lot of good than you're doing right now." He watched her leave, then plopped down on the chair with a sigh leaving his lips. Mark heard footsteps approaching his room to see Jack, " What do you want?" he asked as Jack stepped into his room with a worried look. " I've heard you and Molly yelling again. So what did you do that made her so mad at you," He questioned him. Mark looked away from him before he muttered, and then Jack leaned closer to him so he could hear him better.

When he told him of what he had done, Jack deeply sighed. " You shouldn't have done that." He told him as he glared at him. " So? I am the big brother. I can do whatever I want to ensure she is safe and away from drugs." He stated. Jack narrowed his eyes, " Like you smoking?" he raised a question as Mark looked surprised. " How do you know that?" Jack grins and goes to the secret box that is kept underneath his dresser, "I found this when I was borrowing that hoodie of yours, then I found this box sticking out from underneath your dresser, so care to explain?" Mark stared at him, " I don't like being interrupted about what I am doing in my life." He eyed him as Jack chuckled and licked his lips.

" Then you should've thought of that before you did that to her."

" You don't get to judge me."

" Too late for that, and you better sober up too because Polly will look up to you while growing up." He sternly told him as Mark glared daggers at him. " Are you done lecturing me?" Jack nodded and turned to walk, falling back onto his bed while he closed his eyes until his phone rang as he checked it.

Malia- Want to meet up?

Mark- No.

Malia- Why? Need more time for your girlfriend now?

Mark- you wouldn't understand what I am going through right now, but why should I give you my effect of love that you've thrown away?

Malia- I love you!

Mark- No, you don't.

Malia- ....

Mark- Tell me the truth that you fucking cheated on me again with that other guy?!

Malia- Can we talk about this in person?

Mark- Fuck no.

He slammed his phone down on his bed as he let out a frustrated sigh, and his hand went through his hair while Chica showed up to his room and jumped on the bed. " Aw, Chice, I've missed you so much." He petted her head and smiled a little bit at her. Chica whined as he got worried about her, so he sat up. " You heard me, and Molly fought again? Didn't you?" He asked as Chica nodded her head to look like she understood him. Mark quite sighed and continued to pet Chica on the head.