When in London

What's Wrong With Marcus?

By the time I catch up to him he's already behind the counter helping a customer. Once he's done with her order I quickly try to catch his attention. When he finally notices me he turns around and looks at me sharply.

"Stop staring at me." I get kind of embarrassed by his sharp words since I'm pretty sure everyone in the room heard it.

"Please talk to me" I whisper

"We don't have anything to talk about!" His tone is just as loud and harsh as last time.

When I'm about to give up on trying to help, he grabs me by the wrist and drags me to the supply closet with him. He switches on the little light and stares directly at me.

"You have to promise me that you won't tell anyone about this, okay?" As he finishes asking me he lifts up his pinky in between us and I confirm by wrapping my pinky around his. He lets go and takes a deep breath.

"I promise."

*Marcus's P.O.V.*

I hate being mean to lizzy! It's like being mean to a puppy. And after she left last night I felt like shit for the way I treated her. So I went to my moms house to ask for some girl advice, which is very rare. I never do that, but lizzy's different.

*are you really gonna trust lizzy with this?* my subconscious reminds me

I've only known lizzy for a couple of months but I feel like she knows me more than anyone else

*how are you sure she's not like the others? How are you sure she won't tell anyone?? This is a pretty big secret.* I hate my subconscious

I always feel like I can trust lizzy. Last night I told her secrets about me that nobody else knows. I'm not a very open person, and to trust someone with that much knowledge about myself is a huge deal.

"Are you okay??" She asks me looking at me with her big brown eyes

I was lost in my train of thoughts that I forgot to reply to her

"Yeah, this is just really hard for me to say." I answer truthfully

"It's fine. Take your time" she gives me a reassuring look

I close my eyes and take another deep breath.

"Umm okay, so after you went home last night I went to my mom's house to make sure if she's okay" I couldn't tell her the real reason why I went there, not now.

"It was almost 1 in the morning when I left, is she okay??" She said beginning to worry

"Yeah yeah she's fine, this isn't about her."

"Oh okay" she says a little bit embarrassed

"Anyways when I got there I walked down the hall and pasted my sisters room but when I was walking by I heard someone scream. When I opened the door I saw my sister being pinned on the floor by my uncle"

Lizzy is starting to look horrified but I continue with my story anyways.

"Her shirt was already unbuttoned and he was trying to take off her shorts. I trusted my instincts and tackled my uncle off of her. Once I laid my hands on him I couldn't stop, I kept punching him. My sister called the cops and within minuets I was pulled off of him by police officers. If they didn't pull me off at that moment I might have killed him. I decided to stay with my sister and my mom last night to protect them, the police are there at their house now." When I'm finally done with my tragic story I look up at her to see if she's still paying attention to me. Tears are streaming down her face.

"How old is your sister?" She quietly whispers still looking at the floor.

"15"

She looks up at me with red puffy eyes

"I'm sorry." She hugs me tightly and i can feel her tears soak my shirt

"Don't be" I whisper into her ear

I rest my chin on the top part of her head and we stand there, hugging.

This is the best feeling in the world, knowing someone is there for you and is able to pay attention to everything that you say.

Lizzy is perfect. She's everything I've ever wanted. She cares about me and is willing to comfort me when no one else is. When she smiles its like my day got ten times better, she makes me laugh even when I'm mad at her and no matter what, I can always trust her.

She finally lets go of my embrace and the second she steps back I already miss her in my arms.

"I'm sorry I made you tell me this, I know it's a personal thing-" I cut her off before she can even finish what she's about to say.

"I told you because I trust you, Not because you made me." I said being completely serious

"And besides it was good to let this all off my chest" I add on

She looks up at me with a sweet smile. Lizzy is perfect, too bad I can't have her.

*AUTHORS NOTE*

sorry this is a short chapter :/ but i just really wanted to update :p i know this is going to sound stupid but i have to ask.....are you team Ethan or team Marcus??? let me know in the comments(: thanks for reading!