Our Love-Mark Thomas Fan Fiction

Chapter 17

EMMAS POV
I hung up and cried my eyes out. "Baby! What happened?! Why are you crying?!" Mark asked, really concerned. "M-mom...." I cried. "What? What happened to your mom, Emma?!" Mark exclaimed. "She...s-she died...!" I cried even more. "Oh, babe!" Mark said, hugging me tight. "I'm so sorry to hear that, babe! I'll help you get through it..." Mark told me. Then my phone rang. It was Duncan.
Me: H-hello...?
Duncan was laughing his head off. Does he not know that mom just died?
Duncan: It was a prank!
Me: W-what..?!
Duncan: Mom isn't dead. It was a prank!
Me: How could you?! How could you say something like that, or even prank someone about that?! You made me believe mom was dead!
Duncan: I know...I'm sorry! It was just SO funny!
Mark took the phone and yelled down it.
Mark: You listen here, mate. Can you see you've made Emma cry her eyes out? For something that was fake?! You...you're sick in the head to prank someone like that! I care for Emma. I really do...
Duncan: So what? It was funny. And why do you care for her so much?
Mark: She's my girlfriend, Duncan.
Duncan: What?
Mark: Yeah. She's your sister. And you don't even care that she was crying her flipping eyes out! She's your LITTLE sister. Your family!
Duncan: Of course I care about her! She's my little sister.
Mark: Well, you clearly don't. Because otherwise you wouldn't have done that stupid, twisted prank on her and you would've told her not to cry and things like that! What kind of brother does that?!
Duncan: I do! Give her the phone.
Mark passed me the phone.
Me: What?
Duncan: I'm sorry.
Me: Sorry doesn't cut it. You made me believe mom was dead! How would you like it if someone told you mom was dead?! Why did Trinity end up telling me?! I hate you. And I'll never be able to forgive you for that! Was mom even in on it?!
Duncan: Please...she doesn't know I did it. Don't tell her! Please! She'll get angry at me and she might even kick me out of the house!
Me: Serves you right!
And I hung up. "Oh, baby. Don't worry...come here." Mark said, giving me a hug and kissing me on the head. "Thanks. For what you said to Duncan for me." I told him. "I love you and I'd stick up for you any day, Emma." Mark said. "Aw. I love you too, Marky poo." I giggled. "Don't call me that." He joked. "Whatever you say...Marky poo." I giggled. He gave me a glare and laughed. "Right. I need to phone my mom and tell her about the Duncan thing." I said, calling my mom.
Mom: Hello darling. I'm at a meeting right now, could I call you back later? Or just call dad?
Me: No, no, mom. It'll only take a couple minutes.
Mom: Alright then, sweetie. What's the matter?
Me: Uh. You know Duncan?
Mom: Yes. He's my son.
Me: Well, he played a prank on me.
Mom: You know Duncan. He'll prank anyone if he gets the chance. Just ignore him, Emma. Be mature about it.
Me: No, mom. You don't get it. He pranked me saying you were in a car crash and you died! I cried my eyes out.
Mom: Now, now. That's different. Right. I will have a word with him after my meeting. Now I've got to go, sweetheart.
Me: Thanks, mom. Oh and by the way! I've got a boyfriend.
Mom: Ooh. Can't wait to see him, hope he's handsome! Bye!
I laughed.
Me: Bye, mom.
"My mom just said I hope he's handsome. Referring to my boyfriend. And you are. Look at you." I said, stroking his cheek. "Aw. Can't wait to meet your mom. Hope she's cute." Mark joked. "What?!" I exclaimed, knowing he was joking. "I'm just kidding!" He laughed. "I knew that, babe. I'm not stupid." I said. "You sure about that?" Mark asked, joking again. "Hey!" I exclaimed, giggling. "You're so cute. I love you." Mark said. I smiled and laid my head on his chest. I love Mark...