(un)happy // Martinus Gunnarsen

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"Martinus come on tell me! It has been a week since the party and since that you have had something on your mind you're supposed to tell me." I say. I have been asking him about his thing all week but he won't tell me.

"I- it's just that- I.." he can't seem to find any words. Then he pulls me closer to him and kisses me. With deep passion.

"Jenny I love you no matter what. Never forget that." He says holding my face in his hands and looking me into my eyes.

"I love you too Martinus, what's going on?" I ask concerned. Martinus bites his lip.

"You know that party I held for you a week ago?" He asks.

"Yes?" I say raising my eyebrow.

"Uhh so I got drunk, remember that, I was drunk. D-R-U-N-K, drunk. Got it?" He continues. Wow this must be serious, he's spelling words.

"Uh huh?"

"So I umm, I may have possibly accidentally fucked someone." He says really quietly.

"What?!" I yell. That fucking idiot!

"Honey remember that I was drunk and I love you." He takes my both hands.

"No! Get away from me." I push him away. I'm angrier than ever, how could he do that! "You fucking bastard yelled at me for cheating on me, you made me feel worse than ever, you had no right to do that! You fucked someone else! On my birthday!"

"I know honey I'm so sorry, please forgive me. It meant nothing to me!" Martinus tries to come closer but with every step he takes forwards I take one backwards.

"No, I can't believe you. Marcus said that you could be out there banging someone but I said that you are not, because I trusted you! But now I know I shouldn't have done that. You're a cheater Martinus Gunnarsen, and I will not forgive you." I say and get out of the house.

I start walking to a forest I always go to when I'm sad or angry. I sit by a tall tree and lean my head against it. I can feel the tears streaming down my face. I'm freezing my ass out but I don't care. I don't wanna be anywhere near that house for as long as that boy is in there.

It's getting kinda dark out. I'm pretty sure I'm going to freeze to death because I'm not wearing a jacket. Only a hoodie, which belongs to Martinus. Oh of course it does.

I'm too cold to get up, too cold to stay here, too cold to do anything. I just wanna go home and live under my blanket for the rest of my life.

"Jens?" Marcus asks. Oh thank god he found me so I can get home. I know it Marcus by the nickname. And like I can't walk or anything, I'm just really cold.

"Yea?" I ask.

"Why are you out here in the middle of nowhere with out a jacket or anything?" He kneels down beside me.

"Because I don't wanna be anywhere near that dickhead. And I forgot to take a jacket so I'm kinda frozen." I say.

Marcus helps me up and gives me his jacket. He wraps it around me and starts walking home with me. Well, to the Gunnarsens', which is home to me now tho.

"Thank you for coming out to find me, I could've walked back home too but I was too frozen to do it." I say when we get inside. I don't see Martinus anywhere which is good, I think.

"Here take this." Marcus puts a blanket around me and sits me down on the couch. "And now you're gonna tell me why the hell were you out there without a jacket." Marcus sits next to me.

"I got mad at Martinus and didn't think straight." I say and look down. I feel tears on my cheeks again.

"Hey, hey don't cry." Marcus wipes my tears away. "You have every right to be mad at Martinus because he did such a shitty thing. He told me about it a week ago and believe me or not but I have made it clear to him how much of an idiot he is."

"Thanks Marcus." I smile a bit. "You're always here for me when I need it."

"Hey of course I am. You're my best friend Jens." Marcus puts his other hand around me and pulls me closer.

We've been sitting on the couch talking for almost an hour when the door opens and then closes. Then Martinus appears in the living room.

"Jenny can we talk?" He asks carefully.

"No." I just say and get up. I go upstairs to my room and bang the door closed.