Me and Marcus

Chapter 22

"I'll get popcorn." I rose from the couch where Marcus and I had pillows and blankets scattered for a movie. His choice for the film was Annabelle, that really creepy doll movie. I had a liking for scary movies actually.

I grabbed a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave for 2 minutes. While I waited I got two cans of Pepsi for me and him. We both took baths earlier to try and mend our cuts but they really didn't help for me. I looked down at my wrist. I had taken off my bandage so it wouldn't get wet. I didn't put it on yet so the cut was visible to anyone. It has been so long so I had a cut on my wrist that I didn't purposely put there. I flicked my eyes away from my arm when the microwave went off. I put the popcorn in a bowl and went back over to Marcus and gave him his drink. He sat up on the couch and I sat next to him, with a blanket pulling over our legs as the popcorn sat in the middle.

"It feels like I have known you all my life, when I haven't even known you for a month." I told him putting popcorn into my mouth.

"I feel the exact same way about you Lola." He said back. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"You smell great." Marcus sniffed my hair. I laughed and responded, "Thanks." Then I smiled and smelt him. I made a confused face. "Did you use my shampoo?" His faced turned pink and he grinned. "Well what else was I supposed to use!" I laughed again and shrugged. Then I rested myself on him again and sighed in happiness.

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"Lola get up! Your mom is here!" Marcus yelled running over to me from the window. I sat up and groaned. Then I remembered she said she was coming over. I got up from the couch and went to the window. I peeked open the blinds and saw my mom getting out of her car.

"Shit!" I yelled and I heard Marcus giggle behind me. I turned around and gave him a death glare and his smirk jumped off his face. I cracked a smile and giggled.

"Marcus we have to get moving! Grab the pillows!" I commanded remember how much my mom would kill me if she saw my house a mess. I grabbed the blankets and put them on my bed in a jumbled mess. I glanced in the mirror and saw how disgusting I looked. I threw on a bra and put my hair in a pony while Marcus was cleaning in the living room. I heard a knock a the door and I jumped.

"Fuck," I whispered walking to the door from my bedroom. I opened it and smiled at my lovely mother. She walked in giving me a small smile.

"How are you Lola?" She asked looking around my house like she was looking for evidence or a bomb or something.

"Good." I answered following her as she walked around my house strangely.

"Let's chat." She turned around and just then noticed my boyfriend. "Oh, hello Marcus." She greeted him giving Marcus a small impolite smile.

"Hi Tara. Great to see you." He replied showing a fake smile. I saw him grit his teeth under his lips. He saw me looking at him and I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Well, let's sit and talk." I suggested. Marcus and I sat on one side of the table and my mom sat across from us.

My mom's eyes  widen and I started to worry.

"Lola? What happened to your wrist?" She asked gaping her mouth open. I forget about that! I looked down and tried to make up an excuse because I had no plan in telling her about the intruder.

"Have you been c-cutting again?" She asked worried. I can see why she is though. I wouldn't want my daughter harming herself at all.

"N-no mom that's not it at all! I just, um," I couldn't think of anything and I could tell she started believing I was cutting my self.