Me and Marcus

Chapter 27

"D-Dad?" Tears streamed down my face and I shot up from the couch and launched myself into him. I held him so tight. I haven't seen him in so long and having him here now just made me feel like the luckiest person on the planet. Holding him let me know that all this time he was safe and that he hadn't forgotten about us. It let me know he would still always be there.

"I missed you so, so, so much." I cried into his uniform and I heard my mom taking a video. I rolled my eyes against my dad and wondered how awkward Marcus probably felt right now. I let go of my dad and I felt Marcus behind me.

"Uh, dad, this is Marcus, my boyfriend." They shook hands and Marcus politely greeted him.

"Oh Lola, your all grown up now! Look at you!" I blushed and cheekily smiled. I swallowed all my tears away and we decided to all sit down and have a good talk. My mom brought out some tea and cheese and crackers. We ate and spoke about everything he has missed out on. I even told him that I'm done with depression. Marcus told my dad some things about himself and I'm pretty sure my dad loved him already. They both really loved soccer, and Marcus said he went to military training for a while. I'm surprised he never told me that though. Not that I would think anything different of him, but it seemed like something I would expect him to tell me.

"Oh Lola! I have something else for you too!" My mom said standing up.

"Isn't this already enough?" I asked laughing and grinning at my dad. She shook her head chuckling and motioned us outside. I already knew what was coming.

"A car!" My mom said holding out her arms pointing to a white car that looked perfect for me. (I put a pic lol) I jogged down to the car and hopped in it. I sniffed the new car smell. I put my hands on the steering wheel and Marcus came in to the passenger seat. I looked at him and I gave him a small smile.

"My parents spoil me don't they." I said frowning. Marcus chuckled and shook his head.

"No they don't, they only want you to be happy, and I think you are."

"I'm better than happy, I'm..." I looked for a good word. "I'm great." I grabbed the keys out of the cup holder and turned on the engine. I turned on the radio and cranked it up.

"Lola, you should come over my house for today- but only if you want too. I know your dad just came back and stuff. You know what? I'm just going to let you guys be. Call me." Marcus planted a short and sweet kiss on my lips and as quick as that he was driving away.

~~~ later that day~

Today must have been one of the greatest days ever. I saw a movie with my parents, then we went to dinner, and now I'm going to sleep over Marcus' house. Plus, my dad came home and I got a car!

I had just reached Marcus' street, but I kept going. I told Trevor we could talk today. Now I know what you are thinking, Marcus said I shouldn't hang around with him or any boy for that matter. But Trevor is my friend. I have too.

I took the elevator up to his floor on his apartment building and looked for 259. I spotted it and knocked on the door. Trevor opened it up and invited me in.

"Hey Trev, long time no see!" I greeted him as we both sat in his living room.

"I know right!" He agreed and grabbed us some cans of lemonade. I cracked mine opened and took a sip.

"So, you needed to talk to me about something?" I asked remember the text conversation.

"Yeah, it's kinda personal. I would've talk to someone else but," he shrugged. "I'd rather discuss it with you."

"It's fine, I'm glad you came to me. It lets me know that you trust me." I explained.

"I do trust you. But, when I tell you this, please, please, don't tell anyone."

"Trevor, if this is something you want me to keep secret I will. I promise." I said.

"Ok then, here it goes..." He took a few breathes before saying it.

"I'm gay."

"Really?" I asked not bummed at all. In fact I'm proud of him for coming out in such a brave way.

"Oh god, are you against gays? Or, are you still going to be my friend? Or-"

"Trevor! That's great! I'm so happy that you said that! You are so brave for doing that!" I exclaimed. He smiled and started blushing.

"Thanks Lola, I knew I could count on you to make me worry less about this." He laughed slightly and we became quiet.

"So, how long have you thought-or knew- this?" I asked.

"Probably for a year. But I didn't know if it was true! I eventually figured it out because I..." He started to get red. "I started to like my best friend."

I moved closer to him. "Trevor, you know that, he might not like you in that way, right?" I told him.

"Yeah, I know. But I wasn't sure if I should still be his friend, or if I should tell him, like, what do I do?" Trevor said. I thought for a minute because I never have had a gay friend, so I didn't want to hurt Trevor by doing the wrong thing.

"I think, you should tell him that you're gay, but leave out you liking him. Because odds are, he is straight. But if he isn't, then you follow your heart. Ok?" I suggested. Trevor nodded and I had to go so Marcus wouldn't worry.

I left Trevor's building and hopped into my new car. I turned out of the parking lot and headed towards Marcus' house. I drove down my old street and parked in front of his house. I grabbed my bag and jogged up the steps on his porch. I knocked and waited with a smile on my face. The door opened and I stepped back and took in a sharp breath.

It was him.

The guy who tried to take me. Why was he here? Where was Marcus?

"You..." The person mumbled with a raspy voice. I turned around and sprinted to my car, but screamed as loud as I could when he caught up to me. I started breathing faster by the second as he dragged me back. I dropped all of my bags and swore under my breath. I tried grabbing my phone but he has grasped his hands tightly around my waist.

"Come on bitch, I knew I would find you again." He chuckled with an evil smile on his face and I wasn't going to follow him. I wasn't going to do what he wanted.

"Let..go of...me." I said in between breathes because I was struggling to escape his hurtful hands.

"Should we do this the hard way?" He asked. I turned around to yell at him but I stopped immediately. He had a gun pointed at me and I stopped breathing for a second. He grinned and kept pointing it at me as I stood unable to do anything.

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Thanks for reading this chap guys. HA I CALLED IT A "chap". Ok sorry um bye.

Bye felecia