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Its just hard

We had went out on several more dates since he took me to the park. It was a Friday and I was texting Marshall.

Text from: Marshall <3 :
"Hey, do you maybe wanna go do something with me tonight? I know this nice new club downtown."

Text to: Marshall <3 :
"Yes! I would love to! What time were you thinking?"

Text from: Marshall <3 :
"Can I pick you up in about an hour?"

Text to: Marshall <3 :
"I'll be ready!"

I sat my phone down and went into my room to pick out some clothes. I decided on a short black dress with thin straps that showed off all of my curves and my best assets with a leather jacket over the top. I also put on some studded black heels and I straightened my hair. I put on a brighter red lipstick and darker eye shadow. I lastly applied mascara and eye liner and I heard a knock at my door. I went to open it and Marshall was standing there with his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a gray jacket over it, black pants, a brand new-looking pair of nikes, and his necklace. He looked so attractive in this outfit.

Marshall POV:

She opened her door and I was shocked. She looked so beautiful and she was wearing the sexiest black dress I had ever seen.

"You look so fuckin' amazing. " I gawked at her.

She giggled and blushed. "Thank you. So do you. Really." She said warmly.

I asked her if she was ready to go and then I took her hand and we headed down to the car. We got to the club that was about a 30 minute drive away just bullshitting with each other the whole way there. We got there almost at 10 when it was already dark and a lot of people were there. We walked inside and it was really loud and there was a bunch of people everywhere. I kept my grip on Alex tight so I wouldn't lose her. We both went and sat down at the bar.

Alex's POV:

The club was really cool and me and Marshall sat down at the bar. We talked for a while and he asked me how I liked the place. I thought the place was amazing I had told him. We both had a drink and I asked him to come dance with me. He told me he didn't dance so I tried to pull him over for about 5 minutes just tugging on his arm but with no success. He was so strong. He told me he would sit and watch me dance. I fake pouted and went out to the dance floor.

Marshall's POV:

When I told Alex I didn't dance she fake pouted like a little kid and it was adorable. I was sitting down watching her dance and it was driving me crazy. She was rolling her hips and moving to the beat of the music. She looked so fuckin' hot. She stopped and came over to me.

"I'm going to the restroom really quick, wait here for me?" I nodded and she left.

Alex's POV:

I went off to the bathroom and took care of my business. I came out and there was a guy standing right by the exit a little bit taller than me. He was staring at me and I just kept walking but he stepped out in front of me.

"Please move." I said to him.

"Nah come on, baby. Come have a drink with me. You can dance with me like I saw you dancin' out there." He winked at me.

"Really no thank you. I have to go now." I again tried to leave but this time he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him. I tried to get away and I pleaded for him to let me go. I saw someone walking pretty fast in my direction out of the corner of my eye as he grabbed my ass and started kissing my neck. I started crying and tried to get away many times but he was too much stronger than me.  Suddenly I heard someone yell.

"YO, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
The man released his grip some but still had my wrist. I turned as much as I could and I saw Marshall. He looked the angriest I had ever seen anyone in my life. As he got closer the man let go of my wrist and I ran until I got to Marshall. He kept walking and pushed the man into the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN'?! WHEN A GIRL FUCKIN' SAYS NO THAT SHIT MEANS NO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!"

Marshall pulled back and hit the man in the face before I could get to him. I stepped in front of Marshall and grabbed a hold of his arms. I tried to make him calm down but he wouldn't. He kept trying to get back to the man.

"THIS IS FUCKIN' BULLSHIT." He yelled.

I had tears running down my face. "Baby please." I said in his ear. "Please, baby let's go. I'm sorry. Come on Marshall let's go." When he wouldn't relax I pleaded, again into his ear, "baby please let's go. I'm so sorry." My voice cracked and Marshall must've noticed the tears rolling down my face because his expression changed as he looked at me. His face softened and he looked worried. He gently took my hand and we walked outside.

Marshall looked at me so sweetly and concerned and I just lost it. I started crying uncontrollably and Marshall immediately took me into his arms. I laid my head against his warm chest and got tears all over his shirt. He took his jacket off and wrapped it around me and it's warmth and smell made me feel better and so did he.

I leaned up and I apologized to him for crying onto his shirt.

"What? No. Don't you dare apologize for that. Alex I'm so sorry. Am I the one that made you cry?" He looked so hurt and I didn't realize he thought I was crying because of him. I hugged him as tightly and warmly as I could and I said "no no no. I started crying when he grabbed me, Marshall. Please don't think it's because of you. If you hadn't have been there he probably would've... Would've..." I just started crying again and Marshall held me. After a few minutes I sat up.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for crying so much. I've just have bad experiences with guys when I was younger and I just.. It's just hard. " Marshall looked extremely worried when I said this.

"No it's okay. I'm fine. I don't want you to worry." He kissed me on the forehead.

"I will worry about you, Alex. Always."