Can't - Mark Tuan Fan fic

21 - Complicated As F*ck!

Lara isn't sick? She went to Michigan to be with Sean? Then what about Mark? Why would she still want to keep Mark if she already has Sean? 

All my problems of Mark just disappear and the only person in my mind is Lara. The night she told she was sick pops up in my mind. 

"I'm sick, Cee. I'm fuckin' sick."  

"Sick?" It didn't register in my mind at that time. 

"Yes. I have Leukemia."

"Leukemia?" We both cried as I realize how serious it is. 

"H...How bad is it? It's curable, isn't it?" I felt at that time that I was gonna lose her. 

"Yes. I need to undergo therapy. That's why I can't go with you. My medication would start next week." Her answer put me at ease for a while. 

"D...does Mark know?"

"Take care of him for me, will you? Only until I get better. Please don't tell him. I love him too much that I don't want my illness to get in the way of his dreams. I'm sure if he finds out, he wouldn't leave. Please, take care of him."

But...Fuck. She's not sick? What was that? 

I hear Mark saying something, but I can't understand what he's saying as my feet lead me out the door, down the stairs and into the streets. 

I suddenly remember those words from Trey.   

"I don't know. But, when I was there, I haven't seen her go in any hospital. It's actually the first place I searched for her. Her name isn't in any of the lists in any center."  

Why did she do this to me? 

"Cristina!" Mark shouts, grabbing my hand before I can open the door of the taxi. "Where are you going?"

"I need to go home." I say, trying to pull my hand from his grip. 

"Don't go." He says, holding onto me tighter. I look at him and then at the taxi driver who's already beeping his horn like crazy. "Please." When I turn to him again, he's in tears. "Don't leave. Not now. Not like this."

"Mark....Don't...I can't stay here. I have to go."

"Even for me?" He comes closer, shocking me when he leans forward and, for the nth time today, our lips touch. 

"What?" I take a step back, before I could change my mind and forget everything. I notice that the taxi is already gone. I put my hand on my aching head and sit on the side walk, putting my bag beside me. 

I'm full of different kinds of thoughts. It's like I have to hurry home and do something...anything. I can't just stay here and depend on information from Trey. Those info won't do anything to help the situation. 

"Why are you leaving?"

"Why?" I chuckle, holding off my anger and tears, blinking, looking up at the dark clouds. "You think this is just as simple as fucking and feeling guilty?" I close my eyes and shake my head. "I'm leaving because I have to." 

There are so many things he doesn't know and he doesn't have to know. I'm still unclear on what Lara or Sean is up to. Trey got locked up once because of him. That is fuckin' serious. 

"Don't you even want to know how I really feel?" He counters, making me really surprised. How can he bring it up at a time like this? If he has a problem with Lara, I don't want to go between them anymore. They can just talk to each other about that - or curse at each other. The hell I care. There are more important things than stupid and complicated relationships.