*2 weeks later*
I finally told my mom about dad being MIA and now she has a boyfriend. She says that when a veteran goes MIA they are always dead.
Her new boyfriends name is Harry. He claims he's 28 but he looks younger. This is the 3rd time he is coming over in a week.
Marcus should be here soon. I always invite him over whenever Harry comes over.
I hear a knock on the door bell and I get up to get it. I see that it is Harry and immediately I frown. Harry grins at me.
"Where's your mum love?"
I was about to respond with 'up your ass' but my mum walked in.
"Harry!" she squealed like a little kid and threw her arms around him. I left, knowing they would end up making out or something gross that I didn't want to see.
I went up to my room and started going through my room before I heard my mom yell from downstairs.
"Marcus is here!"
I heard Marcus run up the stairs to my room. He walked in huffing and puffing like there was no tomorrow. He calmed down and then started laughing like crazy.
"And here I thought your mom was an innocent person."
I started laughing hysterically to the point I fell off my bed. Marcus picked me up and gently laid me on my bed.
"Well, anytime now Harry should be banging-"
We were cut off by a loud noise, It was my mom screaming Harry's name and her moaning.
I ended up laughing so hard that I fell on the floor. Marcus picked me up and gently placed me on the bed.
He sat next to me and played with my hair. I giggled as he tried braiding it, only to end up making it into a knot.
We started talking about my school and the people in it. I was telling him about Jake LaForest when my mom walked in wearing Harrys shirt and some shorts.
I tried my hardest not to laugh at her utter appearance.
"Honey, can you go get some ice cream. I've been craving it all week."
She practically begs for me to get out of the house.
When I agree I turn around to see Marcus grinning at me. My mom squeals and runs to embrace her stupid boyfriend.
"Second rounds are always the best."
Marcus says to me. I slap his arm playfully and he winks at me only to be rewarded a glare from me.
He grabs my hand and walks me to his Range Rover where we drive to the store to buy my sex loaded mother some ice cream.
