Our Love-Mark Thomas Fan Fiction

Chapter 18

EMMAS POV
It was the next day now and we just finished school for the day. Mark told me he was going home to do his chores so I went home too. I got him and yelled, "Hello? Anyone home?" No response. Then I remembered. Duncan was out with Brad, Trinity was at her friends house and my mom and dad have gone to the mall. So I decided to surprise Mark. I went over to his house and knocked on the door. Mrs Thomas answered. "Hello, Emma. How are you today?" She asked me, smiling. "Hello. I'm good, thanks. How are you?" I asked. "I'm alright, thank you. Have you come to see Mark?" She asked. "Yeah. I'm kinda here to surprise him." I said. "Ooh. Have you? Well, good luck. He's upstairs in his room." She told me. "Okay. Thank you." I smiled and headed upstairs. I crept along the corridor, leading to Mark's bedroom. I heard voices but I couldn't make out who it was. It was probably the tv or something. I slowly opened the door and saw Mark...kissing....Loren? "M-Mark?!" I yelled, upset but angrily. "Emma! It's not what it looks like!" He exclaimed, pushing her off himself. "Well, if looked like you were kissing her!" I shouted, tears bawling out of my eyes. "Okay...it is what it looks like. But it was a total mistake!" He explained, crying. "No, Mark. Getting a math question wrong is a mistake...cheating is a choice." I cried and ran out. I ran straight past Mrs Thomas and straight through the door. "Emma! Please...wait!" He shouted but I ignored him and carried on running, crying my eyes out. I carried on running till I reached my house. Mark was running after me, the whole way. "Emma!" He shouted all the way to my house.
I reached my house and I ran through the door and slammed it shut. My mom and dad were back. "Excuse me? You do not slam the door like that!" My mom shouted. She didn't realise I was crying but she did afterwards. "Oh, sweetie! What's the matter? Why are you crying?" She asked me, hugging me. Someone knocked on the door, frantically. I knew, instantly it was Mark. My dad went to answer it. "Hello, Mark. How are you? Have you come to see Emma?" My dad asked. I was trying to tell him to go away but I was crying too much. Nobody has made me cry like this before. This has really broken my heart. My dad came towards me, Mark following him on behind. "Babe..." Mark said, coming to hug me. "Do not...touch me!" I exclaimed, crying. "Emma?!" My mom exclaimed, shocked and confused. "Emma. Listen." Mark said. "What's going on?" My dad asked. All 3 of them were all talking at once. I couldn't hear myself think. "SHUT UP!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. They all shut up. "Just leave me alone! ALL of you!" I shouted and ran upstairs to my room. Mark...why would you do this to me? I thought you loved me. Just me...