The Marked Ones

Chapter Thirteen: Lover's Boy

Dedicated to _unholy__

I pulled up to Liam's mansion. Just then my phone beeps. I check my phone. Oh my god Liam..., I thought with a smile. Its funny how he gets me.

Liam: Hey love, can you come over today?
Me: Of course my marshmallow Why do you need me anyway?
Liam: Its a surprise love

I step up to his front door and without thinking, I pat myself down looking for his key. It took me longer than usual to remember why I didn't have his key.

When me and Liam went out he gave me a spare key to his house. It was pretty cool, having him for a boyfriend and all. It was nice to just be with him I guess. He would invite me over and I would stay for a couple hours. Whether it was a party or just plain making out, we always were together.

But not anymore.

I knocked and Liam opened the door. Walking in, I remember all the great times we had... Watching a movie, dancing like idiots to our favorite songs and just having a blast. Boys like Liam dont come around much. I think I finally noticed that.

I stepped into the living room to find a bunch of our friends there. Maya, Sial, Angelique, Norchay, Jordan and even Arielle who I was kinda surprised to see. They were laughing nonstop and Ari seemed to have forgotten all thats happened to mom. And honestly, Arielle is a pretty beautiful girl. She thinks she's ugly, like how most girls do, but she really is pretty. Not to mention her smile is amazing.

And that's just how we roll. She's the pretty, strong one and I'm the nerdy, sweet one. A perfect match.

The day went by the way every teenager spends it. Going out and crashing parties, having fun and causing trouble around town. And we ended it all by skinny dipping in the lake at midnight. Damn. We were in Liam's Lamborghini with a couple of bottles of beer when my phone rings.

Dad.

I rejected the call and shoved my phone in my pocket. I enjoyed the rest of the night with my friends.

2:13 a.m.

I was too drunk to drive home so Liam drove me home and Maya drove my car to my house. Fortunately, I was still aware of the fact that I have to avoid dad, especially at this time. The first I'm gonna get is the speech.
Where were you?
Where did you go?
Do you know what time it is?

I was not in the mood for hearing that. I tip-toed inside to see Max and Mike in front of me, looking at me like I'm a criminal. And soon Max growls. "Shut up Max!" I whisper, and I hit Max. Both dogs stand down as I make my way towards my room up the the stairs. I open the door and turn on the lights. Looking around I see my room is a mess. Which is really weird because we have a maid. Why the hell is my room dirty if she's supposed to be cleaning it? I walked up to my drawers.

Empty.

What? Where the fuck are all my clothes?! I open my closet. Nothing. Okay whatever, I thought, I'll deal with that in the morning... I found an shirt and a pair of underwear so I figured I might as well take a shower. I see that most of the stuff in my bathroom is the same, only except that my brushes have been rearranged. Now I'm suspicious...
What the hell is going on? Why has Cynthia been acting strange and who's been going through my stuff? Wait a second...
Without a second thought I looked through Arielle draws. I checked her stuff in the bathroom and looked for her downstairs. Her stuff is gone too... I guess that means Arielle's not behind this.

And I can tell she's not home because she's a neat freak. She always tells me to clean up my things and to organize stuff like crazy. Seeing this mess would make her plunge a knife down my throat. After all, looking at this mess I know I would.

I shook it off and went in the shower. After putting on my t-shirt and my last pair of underwear I head downstairs to the fridge.

And I hug it.

"You're the only person who doesn't bullshit me fridge. I love you..." I open the door to see this its completely empty.
Cynthia didn't cook either?! What the hell...?
Oh. My. God. What's the point of having a maid to cook and clean if this bitch isnt gonna cook and clean anything?! "Ugh!" I slam the fridge door and took out some oreos. I was walking toward the staircase when I heard a knock on the door. We have a bell but obviously it would be sorta rude to ring at this time...

I open the door for Arielle and walk back to the staircase... Only to notice that its Liam. "Wow Jazz..." He said looking at my legs. "I haven't seen you without pants in a while" He makes me blush when he says things like that, and he sure as hell knows it. "So um, I came to give you your phone back. You left without it" He says. He puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out a phone with a pink case and pink hearts with the word Jazzy written all over it. Yup that's mine.
Only I do stuff love pink like that. Its just me.

He comes over to me by the staircase and gives it to me, and the hug gave me took me by surprise. And of course I hugged back, but I felt strange, like I didn't want to let go, like I wanted to stay with him forever. I remember now. That's how I felt before we broke up. Before he broke my heart.

He looked into my eyes, and I gazed into his and... we kissed. And it a magical kiss. One that I haven't felt in so long, it made me forget about the world, about everything arouns me. I missed his kisses. And I know he misses mine.

And this went on for about another hour.

It was then that Arielle came through the front door, peeping on our little make out session. "Hey, hey, hey! Quit it!" She breaks us up. She always used to break us up. I notice his erection. I missed seeing that too.

She glanced us both one of her signature I'll-kill-you glares and headed upstairs.

" I uh... think I should be getting home now. I'll see you later." He kissed me on the cheek and walked out the front door. Goodbye my marshmallow, I thought to myself with a smile.

I was thinking all happy thoughts of unicorns and rainbows when Arielle screamed. "Jasmine! What the fuck did you do to my room?!" I ran upstairs in anticipation. "Okay, first of all, our room. And it wasn't me, Arielle, that's for sure. But I think I know who did it..." I layed down and pulled the sheets over me. "We'll deal with that tomorrow. For now, I just need to relax." And with that I went to sleep, with my hand over the cheek Liam kissed.

Goodnight marshmallow...