Just A Family Friend

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I woke up feeling sluggish. My hair was everywhere, old drool was across my cheek, my eyes lidded and bloodshot. I shook my head as I scratched my neck. That's when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at my clock and my eyes widened when I saw that it was late. It was 10:30am,  I was supposed to be up hours ago.
"Come in! " I grunted, assuming it was my mother, but I was wrong. Mark timidly opened the door, a tray of breakfast in his hand that I assumed was supposed to be for me.

"Good morning. I made you breakfast while you slept in. Hope you don't mind." He said, his tired voice deeper and sexier than usual. He placed the tray on my lap.
"Wow. Breakfast in bed?  Thanks." I sounded unenthusiastic,  but really I was delighted. I love food, especially when it's served to me, but why did he do this?!

"Welcome, beautiful." He smiled softly at me and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I don't look beautiful,  I look like trash right now... " I slurred, still sleepy.
"You look pretty always, even when you wake up. " he said to me before straightening my hair with his hand. I leaned away from him a bit skeptical.

"Where's my mom? " I asked as he neared the door.
"Oh. She went somewhere with a friend of hers." He explained and I nodded.
I pet Oreo as she jumped up on the bed and tried to sniff my food.
"Shoo. No this isn't for you, baby." I whispered to her and she jumped off the bed and ran into Mark's room.

I knitted my brows in confusion as I watched her.
"Oh hiiii! " Mark chirped. I saw his shadow pick her up and nuzzle his nose against hers.
"You are the prettiest girl!  Yes you are! " he gushed at it and I giggled.
She responded by meowing very happily. I continued eating.

"Okay. (Y/n) I'm gonna run down to the corner store real quick, okay?" Mark assured me and I nodded.
"So uh- could you get your baby here, so I can leave? " he chuckled and I glanced down to see Oreo snuggling up around his legs. She purred softly as she nuzzled his shins in satisfaction. I cackled as I watched her.
"She really likes you. She hardly does that to anyone." I remarked, surprised.

"Well, I'm pretty cool with pets. I had my own dog named Chica one time. Best of friends. " he said.
"Oh. What happened to her? " I asked and he kind of shut down.
"It's okay, if you don't want to talk about it. " I assured him and he shook his head.
"No, it's fine. She just- she got cancer about a year ago and uh- she passed a few months ago. I couldn't stand seeing her look so sick." He groaned and I noticed the hint of sadness and depression in his eyes. I gestured for Oreo to come to me and she ran and jumped into my lap.
"I hope you are okay. Maybe later we could go out and try to get your mind off of it." I don't know where that came from,  but I had all of sudden felt sympathy for him.

His eyes light up at my suggestion.
"Cool!  I- I mean of course we could do that. " he chuckled.
"Oh okay. " I giggled and just like that he was gone.
Wow. What did I get myself into.
I sighed as I finished eating and placed my tray aside. I laid back down, not really feeling well at all.

As soon as my eyes were closed, they were  opened by my mom making noise down stairs. I sat up and my nose was running. I wiped my nose with a spare napkin.
"Mom! " I yelled, but my voice was weak and faint.
"Hi, sweetie." She said as she walked in my room, sitting on my bed.
"You do not look good at all, baby. " she said as she placed her hand to my forehead.
"I'll go fix you some soup and give you some cold medicine. You look like you have a cold virus." She said and I just nodded, feeling sluggish.
She left the room, leaving me alone and that's when my mind instantly went to Mark.
Where is he?
It's been an hour since he left,  hasn't it?!

Finally, I heard the door.
"Hello, madam." He said and my mother responded with a giggle.
"You are such a delight, are these for me? " and I heard a bag rustling.
"Yes, mam. "
"Why thank you! " she chirped and then I heard his footsteps coming upstairs and near my door.

He peaked in through the crack. I giggled softly and waved at him.
"Hello... " he whispered.
He came in and pulled out some candy and very pretty journal.
"I thought you might want something sweet, and also because I see you write in your journal so much, I figured you'd like this pretty one."he said and stood up.
"Thanks, Mark,  that was very thoughtful of you." I smiled. He sat on the bed and just gazed at me with such a pretty smile.
"You're welcome." He  softly stated before leaning over and wiping a spec of food off of my cheek with his thumb. I blushed lightly before turning from him.
"Why so shy?" He snickered and I glared at him.
"I'm definitely not shy!" I snapped, "you're just weird." I growled at him and he laughed.
"Sure I am. Sometimes I don't know how to keep calm around a beautiful girl." He cackled as he stood up and began to walk out.
"Me?  Beautiful. " I grunted unenthusiastically.
"Yes, you." He smiled before shutting the door.

I just shook my head before laying back down. My mom came in later, waking me up and making me take my medicine. I took it and started eating my chicken noodle soup.

I finished very quickly and set my bowl aside, that's when Mark came in to collect my dirty plates.
"You okay?" He asked and I nodded.
"Cool. " he said.
"Where would you like to go?  It's 6:25pm now, we should go out before your curfew." He said and I agreed.
"Cool. Just lemme get my clothes on. " I said and he nodded, leaving and giving me my privacy.
Is it bad that I wanted him to watch??
I threw on a sweater shirt with some high waisted jeans. My hair brushed up into a neat bun and my makeup consisting of lipgloss and eyeliner.
I was ready to go and I checked to see if he was too.

When I walked in I was shocked. I blushed at what welcomed me. He had his shirt hanging around his neck as he was buttoning the fly of his loose jeans. I blushed intensely as I bit my lip.
He is too fine for his own good.
"Oops!  I'm sorry- I'll just-"
"No, it's fine. I'm almost done." He strained as he pulled his shirt down to cover his tanned defined abs. His arms buff and veiny in the mist sexiest way.
Wow!
"Y-you look great." I cleared my throat, trying not to stare at his broad pecs through his skin tight shirt.
"Thanks. You too." He chirped before we ran down the stairs.
I know he is like almost 30, but when have men looked this good!?!?

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