Rescued Into Love

Chapter Seventeen

Marcus hasn’t left. It’s only been an hour and he hasn’t left. He’s just sitting here playing with my hair. He seems to like my hair. As he plays with my hair I think of all of these questions to ask him, but should I? 

“You’re quiet.”

I guess he is making me break the silence.

“I guess.”

“Whats on your mind?”

Yup. He is.

“Things.”

“Like?”

“Do you really wanna know?”

“I asked didn’t I?”

He did. I sigh and turn my body around to face him.

“Am I ever going home?”

“Why would you want to?”

“I miss my family.”

“The family that never really bothers with you?”

I don’t respond. Not at first.

“How do you know my middle name?” I ask changing the subject.

“I know you.”

“How?”

He glances down, but looks right back up into my eyes. “In the nut house I had a lot of free time and I did a lot of research during my free time. I researched you. I wanted to learn everything I could about you. I got the basic information that surprisingly no one really knows about you. Once I got out of the nut house I studied you at school. I observe your every move. I watched everything you did from the distance. Not even stalking. Just at school. I swear. I learned your faces. You have three: the happy face, which you known for, the quiet face when you are sad, but don’t want people to know, and the third is the face that I now only know.” He explains my faces making me think what he meant by the third one.

“What do you mean you only know?”

He laughs a little. “The face you make when I do something like this.” His hand caresses my cheek. “Or this.” He softly says as plants a kiss on my lips.

Now I know what me meant. He meant that I have a different face when I feel loved. Huh. I never had this face or feeling before. I pull away from the kiss and look into his eyes. I want to ask a question, but I don’t know. I going for it.

“Remember when you said that you were the only one who cares about me?” I ask a little nervously.

“Yeah.”

“Why.. what makes you think that?”

“I’ve seen the way your ‘best friends’ treat you. They don’t treat you right. They use you as a step stool. You are smart and beautiful. They are not. Zoe is a little insecure about herself and you and Andrew bring her up. Andrew likes Zoe causing him not to treat you the way he should. I never see you talk about your mom ever on any social media or in a conversation. I’ve seen your mom at the local store down your street. She seems not happy with her life. Your dad seems to be content, but has given up on life itself. Sure he cares about you, but he does in a way where he has to. I care enough to know when you are down. I care enough to take you away from all of that, that was bringing you down. Sure kidnapping you wasn’t the best way, but being taken away from everything can help. It helped me.”

Is he trying to say he rescued me from misery? I have felt a lot better being here than at home. Sure I’ve been waiting for someone to ‘save’ me from here, but the truth is. I’m already saved. I’m safe now from my depression at home and school. I wanted someone to come and find me to prove they care about me. Now I see I don’t need that. I have him. I have Marcus. That’s all that matters. I am happy now. Sometimes to realize that you were in trouble you need to be taken away and see from the outside in. Maybe Marcus was rescuing me the whole time.