Wake Up Call (English) #Wattys2016

6 AM

Marshall sat quietly and watched the movie with his arm around me, I looked at him and put my hand on his knee gently. His eyes fell on my hand.

"What's on your mind, Whiteboy?" I said gently, he met my gaze and smiled at me lightly.

"Nothing ..." I looked at him quietly, please say it ... I want to know what it is... "I gotta go in a few hours." I got a quizzical look.

"Why ??" I asked and leaned against him, I laid down in the crook of his arm and put he his arm around me while he kissed my forehead.

"Business ... I'll be home early tomorrow." I swallowed hard.

"You'll be gone the whole night? Can I come with you? I can't sleep alone ..." I said gently, he chuckled a little enforced laughter.

"I'm sorry baby, you can't come with me ... I'll promise to be fast." He muttered quietly, I looked down at my hand and shook my head gently. Don't hurt yourself please ... Please ... Don't let them hurt you ...

________ Marshall's POV______

I kissed her on the cheek and stood up.

"I love you." I said again and smiled at her soothing, I hated having to go from her like this without telling her the truth. I know she knows I hide something from her, but it's for her own good ... I do it for you ... "I'll be as fast as I can." I said and walked out the door, I blinked away tears when I sat in the car.

The Fist.

Yeah, I know ... Sounds so fucking wrong if you think the same way as me, but that's what he's called. I'm not sure why I found him of all people who sell weed and pills ... But ... It's my typical luck...

I started up the car and drove out the driveway while I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.

His name may sound wrong, but the dude is really not someone you would like to have as an enemy. He's the boss of a big company, I think. I'm not quite sure, can't really remember shit. Just remember his face.

I bought drugs from him, and I have bought from him for a very long time. Very long time. Since before I became famous, I bought so much that I ended in debt and when I became famous and got money, I just bought more dope and never paid the debt I had from before, I only paid for what I bought there and then.

I'm a fucking idiot ...

Not only am I surely gonna get in big trouble now, but they know about Alex! I can't let anyone hurt her, not because of me or anyone at all ... Me rather than her.

I parked the car outside the abandoned storehouse and swallowed hard, here goes nothing ... I held the necklaces I had gotten from Hailie in a firm grip in my hand and kissed them quickly before I opened the glove compartment and took my Glock. I looked at it quietly before I loaded it up with bullets, but put it back again and walked out of the car. I looked down at my wrist where the bracelet I had gotten from Alex was.

"I love you baby ..." I said quietly and locked the car and walked into the vast storehouse ...

______Alexis' POV____

I lay in bed and watched the clock tick, 6am ... He left 9pm and he's still not home ... I looked at the clock ticking tearfully. Where is he...

Suddenly I heard the front door open downstairs and got big eyes, Marshall ..! I sat up in bed as the door downstairs was locked and I heard footsteps move slowly up the stairs. He opened the bedroom door and I saw only the dark outline of him. There was light behind him and dark in the room I was in, so I didn't see his face or anything.

"Marshall, you okay?" I asked quickly and looked at him, I tried to decipher his face, but I saw nothing. I only saw his shadow in a way, the outline of him. I leaned against the light on the nightstand to turn on the light.

"Don't." He said quickly, I got big eyes. Oh my god ... They hurt him didn't they ??

"Why not?" I asked anxious and leaned back in the bed slowly with a scared expression on my face.

"Cause I'm tired and want to sleep ... Don't wake me up by turning on the lights." He walked around the bed slowly, I watched his movements closely. I saw he pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor while he kicked his pants off. He lay down in bed and put the covers over himself. I looked over at him scared when he didn't say anything more, I just looked at him until I heard his low snores started. I slowly lay down under the covers again with my back to him and just started crying.

Should I turn on the light? I don't know if I want to see...