LA Devotee

Chapter 12

*update: character photos have been posted on the first four parts! if you'd like to see who's play who, go to the first four parts! xx*

There was silence for a moment before Mark finally whispered, the tears finally stopping. "It's not okay, but I forgive you."

"I know it's not okay Mark. And it won't be. But I love you and I promise, I'll make sure he never says anything else." She looked into his eyes. Mark shook his head. "No."

"No?" She asked confused. "No." He repeated, staring at her. "I don't want you doing that." She looked shocked, "Mark.." She started but was cut off. "I said no, Pandora." He stated firmly. "No. That's it." "So you're just going to let him get away with this?" She asked. She was lost for words. "I'm going to do this."
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"Thanks again." Mark smiled as he hugged Sydney, "Thank you so much." He whispered into her ear. Sydney smiled softly as she hugged back tight, whispering back. "You're welcome, Marky."

Pandora stood there looking at Sydney before sighing. She debated where to hug her or just give her head nod, knowing the brunette was probably still pissed at her. Sydney pulled away from Mark, glancing over at Pandora, waiting to see what she would do. "Fuck it." She mumbled before hugging the slightly older female. "Thank you so much Syd. I don't know what I would have done.." She admitted lowly.

Sydney gently hugged back as she slowly nodded. "You better fucking thank me, Panda." She replied with a small smile. Pandora let out a small laugh. "I am and I guess we'll see you guys later?" She asked.

"Absolutely!" Sean exclaimed, a large smile on his face. Sydney laughed. "What my little leprechaun said."

Mark hugged Sean but before Mark could pull away, Sean whispered in his ear, "Don't do something you'll regret." Sydney smiled at the two, not knowing what was being said. Mark merely nodded before pulling away, casting a small smile towards his two best friends.

Mark laced his hand with Pandora's before they all muttered out another string of goodbyes. "So.." Pandora started. Mark squeezed her hand. "I'm going to have a little talk with those shit eating bastards."

"Don't you think that's a bad idea? Especially if my mum is there. Oh god." She said as she started freaking out, "That's a bad idea Mark." She got into the passenger seat of his car. Mark got into the drivers side. "Honestly? I don't care. They need to be put in their places."

"If my mum and or dad is there, something will be said. And if something is said, I'll get involved. Don't you see what I'm saying?" She asked as she ran her hand over her face, "But what am I saying.. You'll do it anyways.."

"Of course I will."

She placed her elbow on the window before resting the side of her head on the palm of her hand. "Please.. Just don't fight with them." She sighed, "I don't want you hurt."

Mark gently took her hand with one of his, the other on the steering wheel. "I'll be okay."

"There's four of them and only one of you, Mark. If they even yell, the other three will be down there." She sighed, "They're best friends. They'll do anything for each other."

"I'm your boyfriend. I'll do anything for you." He mumbled. "And I'd do anything for you.. And I swear, if you come out with one scratch, I'm kicking my brothers ass." She playfully threatened.  Mark smiled softly. "I know you would, I'll come out just fine. I can't promise for your brother, though. Have you seen these guns?" Mark grinned as he flexed.

She let out a small laugh, "Every time I look at you."