Written 4/19/16
Zaida POV
I woke up next to Justin. I didn't dare open my eyes I really can't stand to see him. I hear him stir next to me."Morning my love. How'd you sleep?" Justin says in his groggy morning voice.
"Not as good as usual." I hate mornings and I'm not Justin's biggest fan.
"Do you want to maybe do something today? There's a game room I haven't showed you yet." On one condition.
"Yeah..but can you please wear a mask?" He groans.
"Are you serious?" He sounds a bit angry.
"Dead serious." By now I'm not even touching him at all, I've moved over to the other side of the bed.
"Fine. I'll go put one on, meet me downstairs for breakfast." He leaves and I get ready.
Marcus POV (surprise bitches)
I'm sitting the bed with a cup of water in my left hand and a handful of pills in the right. The only person I had..is gone. I can't do this anymore. My life has been bad from the start, the only thing that kept me going and made it better was Zaida. Now that she's gone, there's nothing to live for. I don't bother writing a note or anything, there's no one to miss me.I throw the handful of pills in my mouth and chug the water. I lay back on the bed and close my eyes, waiting for the affects to send me into a forever sleep.
A/N: Don't hate me.
Zaida POV
"You suck at this game!" I giggle. "I guess girls really are better than boys.""Whatever. You can't play ping pong to save your life!" Justin yells over the air hockey table.
"You know that how?" I raise my eyebrow and cross my arms.
"I just feel it. Now stop that, you're gonna give me a boner." He chuckles as I gag."You ready to lose to a game of ping pong against the master?" I snicker.
"You mean win? I don't lose." I put one hand on my hip and flip my hair sassily.
"Cocky are we? How about you put your money where your mouth is? If I win, you have to kiss me and see me without my mask on." Justin suggests.
"And if I win you have to keep your mask on for another two months." I'm a genius, I know I'll win.
We are 20 minutes into the game and I might as well throw in the towel because if he scores one more point I have to follow through with the bet and kiss him.
"Yessss! Now you have to kiss me and look at my gorgeous face!" He dances all around while I stand there in shock. How did I lose?
"I'm really tired maybe tomorrow." I lie, I'm so not ready for this. He runs behind me as I head out the door and throws me over his shoulder. "Hey! Put me down!"
"No!" Justin giggles while lightly patting my butt.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To the garden, this is special."
"How?"
"Because you're going to kiss me!" With that he accelerates and we're at the fountain in an instant.
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FanfictionMAD /mad/ adjective 1. Mentally ill; insane "He said he'd go mad without me, only he was before I even met him."