Troubled Times [Bi-Sexual Story]

Chapter 9: "Marcus-"

As soon I had seen the text had been sent I switched off my phone so I wouldn’t have to deal with her moaning asking why and stuff so after I had switched it off I chucked it on the bedside table and went to sleep on the warm and hairy Marcus.

The following morning

I woke up to the birds singing and Marcus not being there however I heard him downstairs making breakfast while he sung to “Like a G6” By Far East Movement as it was a hit song at the time.

I had fumbled to my feet and then put some shorts on and Marcus’s hoody which was way too big for me but it was really warm as soon as I had put it on, then I walked to the kitchen and hugged Marcus from behind.

“Morning sleepy” Marcus said cheerfully.

I just grumbled back and smiled at him and then said.

“I need to go home”

“So soon?”

“Yes, unfortunately” I smiled back

“Well I’m only next door if you ever want to come see me again”

I extended a kiss to him and walked upstairs and shoved on my school clothes; as it was Saturday morning people would have thought I was a right weirdo having uniform on at the weekend but thank god I only lived next door.

I arrived home to Ken holding Chloe as she was crying.

“Finally your home, Chloe’s got a fever so she’s been crying all night!” Ken complained.

I could tell he’s been up all night, he had massive eye bags.

“Oh, do you want me to look after her or something?”

“Would you please?” I could see it in his eyes I couldn’t say no.

Therefore I reluctantly held the crying Chloe however as soon as I held her for a few minutes the crying stopped, she even smiled at me. Ken being Ken said.

“Just shows how much she loves me!” he laughed.

Then he went upstairs, dragging himself to his bedroom and then he slammed his door.

I could tell he pretended to be happy but the fact was he was depressed, deeply depressed. His parents-my grandparents- had sadly died in a car crash when my Ken and mum were kids so therefore they were put in a care home and that’s why I probably thought why he was very deeply upset when they said my mum had “died”. Losing three close ones that way would scar him for life but thankfully mum hadn’t died but she was still in a coma and Ken also wasn’t planning to stay here permanterly but he had to be there for us or we would go into care, that’s why I have loved Ken no matter what had done to me.

Ken had a hard life at home and school so that’s why I had always looked up at him for being so strong and not being depressed about his life but till he-, actually you will find out later so I won’t tell you just yet.

Chloe didn’t look like she had a fever at all; Ken must have made it up so I would have felt guilty. Then I placed Chloe near her toys for her to play with and while she was amused for the time being I switched my phone on, I had received five texts and six miss calls and all from Cathy.

It took me a few minutes to read the messages and hear the six voicemails but they all went on the same lines: “You fu@king twat face! I am pregnant remember?... How the fuc@ can you just leave me like that you bitc@!... I’m going to get my brother and crew on ya! Fine ignore me... :’( i loved you.”

At first I was quite scared but then I thought she loved me too much to do something like that, well that’s what I thought anyway but I would-, actually doesn’t matter.