The Relationship Status (1)

Stephanie

"Good luck, babe!" I kissed Don right before he went out to the field. As he ran, I turned around to go back up the bleachers to sit with Jenn and Jordan but a certain someone was in the way: Mark. Out of all the people, Mark. He just never stopped trying to talk to me, no matter what happens!

It was the most frigging annoying thing ever. Like, get out of my life already, you douche bag!! You're a high school drop-out so why are you even here?! UGH!

He tries to do Donnie's lean-against-the-side-of-the-wall thing and for some reason when Mark did it, it was a complete and utter turn off. "Hey baby, how's it hangin'?" He seductively spoke while he stood there, blocking the entrance.

I randomly began to blush but tried to eye roll him off, "I'm fine, now I'd like to get back to my seat, please." He moved every time I moved. He blocked me like an umpire protecting a goal.

"I really like your outfit today. It's sexy." Gross. Just, ick!!

"Right. Well, thanks. But I really need to get up to the bleachers, Mar-- " I looked over his shoulder and saw Amanda going into the girls' locker room -- with Donnie behind her. And they were holding hands. This is bad. I got jealous and furious and a million mixed and confused emotions.

I stopped everything I was doing. I didn't even wait for Mark's approval. I just shoved him out of the way and went straight to the locker room.

I slammed open the door and I saw the most horrifying thing that a pair of eyes could ever see: my boyfriend making out hard core and he doesn't even realize I'm there.

"Donnie..." I whispered. They were still lip locked. I spoke louder and my body automatically brought up the first time we met, like it flowed out from the back of my brain. I crossed my arms strongly said, "'Don't worry, I won't bite...'" And I began to walk out.

"Just go." I heard him say to Amanda and she ran out and that left me facing the door. I had my hands clenched into fists and I just stood there with my back toward Donnie.

"What are you doing here?" He started once she left. I slowly turned around and walked a little closer.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here, Wahlberg?!" I got closer to his face.

"I just dropped by in the neighborhood and -- What the he** do you think, Stephanie?! Amanda told me she wanted to show me 'something' and I didn't realize it was gonna be -- "

"Her lips?! Like I'm gonna believe that you made out with her against your will! Donnie, you made out with her and you didn't even try to stop!"

"Stephanie, I -- I just can't do it anymore! But I just I can't say it -- "

"You couldn't say 'I love you', either! Day after day I'd think, 'Gee! Maybe today's the day Donnie confesses his feelings! Or tomorrow...' Turns out, he never did!"

He stood there stunned and finally said, "Well, it seems like you obviously don't love me either! You were making the moves on Mark pretty well earlier tonight!"

I got so frustrated that I got right up to his face to the point where we were only a few inches apart, and I completely screamed at him, "I NEVER FLIRTED WITH HIM! HE FLIRTED AT ME! AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WAS MAKING OUT WITH AMANDA LIKE THE FRIGGIN' CHEATER YOU ARE, YOU SON OF A B****!"

"Oh..." Donnie just whispered back. I wouldn't have thought that a fight with would've been so close to each other's face so his whisper didn't even phase me.

And finally to whisper back his pathetic "oh", I return, "You know what? You're just as bad as Mark." And I walked straight out of that room with tears stinging in my eyes.

I immediately started to feel bad. I just said Donnie's worst fear. I said it. I cupped my hands over my face and cried as I turned the corner to go back to the bleachers while Donnie went the opposite direction. And then all of the sudden, an arm went around my shoulder and I took my hands slowly off my face to squint and look down to see a pair of baggy pants and Calvin Klein underwear. Mark. But this time, I didn't shove him off. For the first time, I actually felt comforted by him.

"Hey, it's gonna be ok! Are you doing alright?" He semi whispered while his big leather-sleeved arm hung around my neck. I kinda wanted to snuggle him and his big sleeve but I still wasn't sure about him, yet. I still felt a little odd having my worst nemesis comfort me and I let him without a single flinch.

I sniffled and nodded a little and he brought me a little closer to him with his big leather jacket, arm still around me. It felt kinda wrong to have his own brother swaddle me when I kinda felt Donnie was supposed to do that. But Donnie wasn't here right now.

Donnie and I broke up...

Donnie and Stephanie broke up.......

Oh dear God...........

I started to feel dizzy and my hearing became slightly muffled and my vision started going black and I felt so tingly. I was starting to legitimately black out and faint.

And then Jennifer and Jordan came over and helped me snap out of it. And everything came back and Mark was fanning me a little.

Jennifer asked peculiarly, "Stephanie, is everything alright?" She eyed at Mark.

"No. Everything is not alright, Jennifer. Ok!?" I snapped back out of anger, Mark rubbing my back this time. I started to feel bad. "Look, I'm sorry, Jenn. But um, you remember Mark, right? Yeah, I guess we're cool now..." Jennifer and Jordan looked stunned.

Mark said, "Don't worry 'bout it. I've turned on a new leaf, maybe. Well, not really, but she's in good hands. Don't you worry. Hey Steph, how's about we go out for some frozen dairy, eh?"

I sniffled back, "Sure. Hey, I'll catch up with you later, Jenn."

We ended up going to good ol' Gina's. It felt weird going without Donnie, for once. We even sat in the cozy corner with the big window. But it just didn't feel cozy anymore. Everything felt bland. It just didn't feel... right. Even Mark ordered Donnie's usual and it felt even weirder.

As Mark slurped his milkshake and I actually poked at mine for being so down in the dumps, Mark suggested, "So, I figured we could unwind for little bit over at my place. Ya know, my apartment. And uh, I figured I could help brighten your mood over there." He smirked. I was clueless.

"Um, ok. How would you brighten it over there?"

"You know..!"

"No, I don't."

"You'll see..."

We actually made out. On his couch. A good fifteen minutes. Wow. Just... wow. I never thought I'd actually made out with him, though. But at the same time, I don't wanna admit that his kisses are better than Donnie's. There's just no way. Donnie had a way of making his kisses become special. Like they each had meaning to them.

I don't know. Mark's were just... there.

I don't know what to feel anymore.