Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 20

CHAPTER 20

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MARCEL'S POV 

        My life is complicated. I used to have a pretty decent life. No bullies, no enemies, no hate, no confusion. I liked it back then. I had a brother who loved me and a sister who looked after me. No worries, right? Wrong. That went downhill really fast. Thanks to Jorden Hollister. That girl ruined my life. She practically got in my pants without me having any control. She drugged me, that bitch.

        "Marcel," Jorden wispers in my ear. Her breath against my skin runs chills down my spine. "I've always liked you..."

I sucked in a sharp breath and my heart skipped a beat. What? She LIKES me? Since when? How could I have not known?

I sat there, not moving. Jorden still sits in my lap, straddling me. My breathing is raggedy from the scene that's going on.

"Please, Mars," Jorden whimpers. "I need this... I need you."

Those choice of words caught me off guard. What's wrong with Harry? Why can't she 'need' him? They do everything together whether it be sharing a smoothie to sharing a bed.

"Jorden. I-I can't do this." And I really can't. I'm a virgin. Why should I waste my virginity on a girl who's dating my brother... She loves him. Not me. I'm Marcel. I'm Jorden's best friend. When did that shrivel away into something different. How could I have not seen the signs?

Jorden sits back and gets off of my lap. A wave of cool air washes over me, covering up the heat that once was there.

"Marcel, if you can't sleep with me then I don't think this will work out." she sighs and turns her body towards the door.

"Wait!" I call out to her. She turns around with hopeful eyes. "Um..y-you forg-got your drin-nk."

All the hope that was there, it faded. It faded right into the darkness..where no one can see it. Where it no longer belongs in her.

"Oh..." she trails off. "Um. Can you at least drink some?"

Something changed inside of Jorden in that moment. Not in a good way either. She looked like she was planning something. Something that will ruin me. NAH! I highly doubt that!

I thought about her request for a moment. I've never even had a tiny sip of alchohal in my life! Well, as the cool kids now say... YOLO!

"S-sure," I studder out. "Just a little."

See, I studder when I'm scared or nervous and my voice gets higher and it's starts to shake.

Jorden flashes a smile. "Well, it's better than nothing, right?"

I feel as though she's talking to herself more than me. That's weird.

"Jordi," I tilt my head a little bit. "Is s-something wrong?"

Her smile fades, replaced with anger.

"No. No, nothing is wrong, Marcel." she says with gritted teeth. "Just drink the damn dru--" Jorden pauses for a moment and puts a smile, excuse me, FAKE smile back on her face. "Uh, I mean, here, just take a little drink of this delicious beverage."