MAD

20

Written 6/5/16
Marcus POV
It hot as fuck in Portland. After finishing a few "jobs" in the CPT I flew back by myself to think things out.

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Zaida POV
Justin and I have had so much fun lately. We decided to stay a little longer in Portland because we were having so much fun. We went shopping and Justin took forever to get a suit and I was quick finding all my clothes and shoes. I must say, I got the cutest stuff.

Right now we're just chilling in the hotel room and cooling down since its fucking 102 degrees Fahrenheit outside.

"I'm so incredibly exhausted." Justin groans tiredly. "Come lay down with me."

"No it's too hot. Your body heat is the last thing I need." I say. My stomach growls. "I'm hungry."

"My wallet's over there. You can go down and grab something to eat." Justin says in a groggy voice.

"By myself?"

"I'm too tired to, just please don't run off."

"Alright. I'll be back." I grab a $20 and make my way out of the room.

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Marcus POV
I'm hungry as fuck! Where's McDonalds?

Zaida POV
I sprint to find a McDonalds. I'm so hungry it hurts.

Marcus POV
I start running, using all the energy and fuel I have left. Apparently someone had the same idea as me and we collide.

Zaida POV
Some asshole just ran into me and I'm laying on the ground.

"What the hell watch where you're going!" I yell angrily.

"You were running too! The fuck is wrong with yo-." He stops. "Zaida?"

Marcus POV
"Zaida?" I can't believe my eyes. Maybe the hunger is getting to me because she's standing right in front of me.

"Oh my god Marcus!" Feeling her arms wrap around me after so long completes me. But where has she been?

"Where the fuck have you been?" I say angrily, especially since she looks fine.

Zaida POV
"Where the fuck have you been?" Marcus yells. What do I tell him. He'll literally kill Justin. Justin may be a serial killer, but there's no way he could bring down Marc. "Earth to Zaida!" He shakes me.

"Chill out. Let's talk about this over food eh?" I suggest.

"No we can grab food and go. We're leaving." Without another word he pulls me into McDonalds.

Marcus POV
"Thank you." I say paying the cashier, grabbing out food and pulling Zaida to my car.

"Marcus I can't! I have to go!" She yells trying to loosen my grip, that only makes me hold tighter.

"Hell no."

"I have to! Let go!" I throw her over my shoulder and buckle her in her seat. "Marcus you don-"

"No! Save it! We're going home!" Tears pierce the sides of my eyes before I take a big gulp and drive off.

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Justin POV
Where the fuck is she! It's been a fucking hour! I swear to god!

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Marcus POV
"You haven't even let me explain! You can't just put me on a plane!" I ignore her and push her into her seat.

"Lower your voice." I say calmly.

"No!" I put my hand over her mouth and smile at the flight attendant.

"Flying makes her nervous." I lie.

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Justin POV
She left me! That little bitc- I mean woman that I love so dearly, left me! Oh god. What do I do?

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Zaida POV
Arriving at the old house brings back so many memories, and they're not all that good.