It's All Because of You, Sean.

Chapter 7

I sat on my couch, basically curled into a ball, fresh tears coming down the old tear stains. It was complete silence around my apartment until knock! on the door. I jumped off of the couch, quickly wiped away my tears and answered it. "What?" I asked with annoyance.

"Just let me come in, please," He begged. I sighed and welcomed him in.

"What do you want, Mark?" I crossed my arms and leaned against my door. He took a deep breath before speaking.

"(Y/N), it's been three weeks--"

"So?"

"So? SO?! You've been locked away in this fucking hell hole without communicating to anyone!"

"I don't wanna talk to anyone."

"The least you could do is let everyone know you're, oh, I don't know, ALIVE!"

"Look, if all you're gonna do is yell at me, then leave."

"God, you're acting like such a child!"

"You're acting like an asshole."

"Grow up."

"Fuck you, Mark!"

And that's when his lips met mine. I didn't kiss back, though. Instead I pushed him away from me. His eyes were fogged up by lust, I could see it. All he did was smirk evilly, but he didn't try anything. "Get out, and make you lock the door," Was all I said before walking away.

Later that Night

I tossed and turned in my bed, knowing I couldn't sleep well. I sighed and grabbed my phone to check the time. Well, might as well get up since I'm not sleepy anymore, I thought and descended down my staircase just to be startled by a rapid knocking on my door.

I swung my door open to be greeted with two men dressed in tuxedos and holding huge bouquets of my favourite flower. "What're you guys doing here at three in the morning?!" I asked, allowing them to come inside. "We came to apologize," They said. I arched an eyebrow in confusion.

"What?"

"We want to apologize for being complete assholes over the last few weeks."

"No, you guys haven't been acting like that."

"Why?" Jack asked.

"Because, I should be the one to apologize for acting like an overreactive little Bitch."

"What do you mean?" Mark laid the flowers on the couch.

"I've been in here, sulking like a little Bitch for the past three weeks just because you admitted your feelings about me."

"So, you're not mad at us?" Mark and Jack raised their eyebrows in suspicion.

"No, if anything I'm mad at myself."

"What? Why?"

"Because, I haven't been completely honest with you guys."

"Sure you have--"

"No, Sean! I haven't!" And that's when I began to undress myself.