Should I Stay Or Should I Go?

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MARK

I never understood it, life I mean. Mines always been sort of an even mix of rocky and slightly okay, now I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm happy with what I have, but I hate change. So, in my mind, LA was just an okay place. I didn't want to just live in an okay place, I wanted to live somewhere where we could both be happy, fresh slate. That place was yet to pop out at me.

"Mark." She spoke softly, putting her hand onto mine.

"Yeah?" I looked over at her, and sighed a small tiny little sigh.

"I don't know what to do, at this point." She said, her voice even sounded confused honestly.

"Well, obviously being apart wasn't the answer because in all these weird shenanigans you somehow ended up in LA anyways Em." I chuckled, because in all honesty, it seemed the more she tried to stay away the more she was brought to me.

"I know, but, my mom. I'm worried about her." She trailed off and leaned back more into my couch, letting out a sigh deeper than mine. As soon as Serena took me to her stepdads old house, where she had Emberly locked up. I got reunited with her. The first thing she asked to do was call her mom. And she did, her mom told her she understood but that's not why Emberly was worried. She was worried because she's in a downward spiral, since Amy's death I think we all need some normalcy. I mean, I'm a guy on a computer screen from miles away, and I care for each and every one of my subscribers. Amy was one, and being there when it all happened, it messed with me a bit. Not as much as Emberly and her mom obviously. But, it still did. It's in the back of my mind, how anyone could be driven to that point. I wish I could've done more.

"You know, we could always bring her out here." I said finally.

"You mean, like for time away?" Emberly looked over at me, bring her hand away from her beautiful face.

"Yeah, she deserves it." I said with a small smile.

"It's not a bad idea, at all. But it's weird." She said, she had her thinking face on, hardcore.

"What is?"

"It's like, I don't even exist to her." She said, she didn't sound sad, or happy, her tone was just as blank as the expression on her face.

"How though?" I don't know how her mind worked right now or how she even jumped to this conclusion, she would've had to been thinking this for awhile now.

"I mean, I exist to her, but not as a daughter. For some reason, she's always treated me a few steps under my sister. And, now that my sisters gone and all. I feel like she's lost, because like she put all the motherly shit into her. So now it's just her and me. And I honestly don't think she knows how to show love toward me, well, love like she showed toward her." She said, as confusing as it sounded at first, after my little brain processed it, I understood it.

"That's so weird, your family's weird." I threw my head back looking up at the ceiling.

"I know, but it's been weird from the start. You can't blame me." She laughed a bit.

"I don't want you to go." I said, interrupting the not so awkward silence. She just looked at me, with this sparkle in eyes. Her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. I leaned closer, caressing her face. I planted a kiss on her soft lips. Even though it's only been about a month since our last kiss, it felt like years. When I finally kissed her, the butterflies in my stomach we're going crazy. I kissed her with all the passion I could. I didn't want to lose her ever again.

I pulled away slowly and she just looked at me. "I can't believe all this."

"Like, us?"

She just nodded and leaned back in and we kissed again. Just then there was a knock on my door. "I'll be back meh ladaaay." I yelled as I made my way to the door. I answered and it was Daniel.

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