Living with my bully (Mark Tuan)||GOT7||

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My hands were trembling as I saw him, his suitcase in his hands. His room in the house now bare from his things.

I wanted to so badly grab his arm, pull him from the door he was going to walk out from. But it's his dream and I'm not going to stop  him from doing so, that would be cruel of me.

I let him leave.

I let him

****

I was curled up on my bed, staring at my uniform which was hung up. I didn't want to go to school today, I just didn't feel like it.

I was missing Mark Incredibly, my heart was as if out of rhythm. I just felt lost without seeing those eyes that gleamed, that smile which so badly caught me in a trance.

I wanted my boy back.

Suddenly a knock was sounded on the door which caused me to prop myself up "y-yes" I croaked, my throat dry from the lack of communication and tears.

Dorine smiled weakly at me "come here sweetie"

She embraced me and all I could do was sob into her shoulder, her hand running laps through my hair. "Don't cry, Mark will come back in a year. Remember that's what he said-

I pulled away and stared at her "I-it's been 3 weeks and I already want him back, I feel like I'm a drug addict. I need my supply. I just need him! I can't wait a year"

Dorine lowered her head, a tear racing down her face "I'm missing him too"

I softened My gaze, pulling her into an embrace. "You hypocrite.. Crying too!"

She chuckled then looked at me intently "I heard you on the phone, to your mum and dad?"

I clenched my jaw, I didn't even want to class them as my parents "y-yeah. They are extending there trip. They didn't even have the gutts to ask you themselves"

Dorine smiled "it's been a pleasure having you. Of course you may stay, as long as you need to"

I giggled whilst Dorine looked as if a lightbulb hit her head "ah! I have an idea"

I looked at her confused "what is it?"

Dorine grabbed a big book which looked amusing from just looking at the cover, it was of Mark at 5 years old eating chocolate, his face was smeared with it.

"Mark has always been a greedy pig then huh?" I said amused

Dorine nodded "yes, always been the little ass"

I began to flick through the baby pictures in the book, I smiled. He was such a problematic  child.

"so, should I help you cook ? Where is Tammy, Grace and Joey?"

"Tammy and Grace went to play Tennis, Joey went out with his friends. I think to go to the beach"

"Ah, that seems cool" I beamed, i then walked over to the kitchen and saw some cooking supplies.

"Where should we start?" I retorted

***

We were eating the food, it was surprisingly really good even though I cooked it. And I'm a huge disaster when it comes to cooking.

"This is great, you don't seem like the cooking type though?" Dorine stated

I curtly smiled "ah, yeah I didn't think I would be able to produce food like this"

It was only a simple pasta dish with some potatoes. I began mashing up the potato with my fork then shoving it into my mouth, all of a sudden when I was in mid swallow I felt a ray or sickness wash over me.

Dorine looked concerned and quickly stood up "what's the matter?"

I instantly clutched my stomach as I felt sick rising "I-I
I quickly rushed to the bathroom, throwing up my food into the toilet. I sat there and sighed to myself, wiping my mouth with a tissue.

I guess I'm not the best cook in the world.

Dorine came in "you okay sweetie?"

I nodded "it was my food, I guess I didn't cook it correctly. I had a funny turn to it"

Dorine shook her head "it was cooked perfectly Harley?"