The College Hook Up

Chapter Nine

A couple months have passed since Marcus and I started seeing each other. I swore I didn't want to get tied down on my first year of college but in the end it happened. Not saying I minded. Marcus treats me like a queen and his mom loves me. She invited me over all the time. Sundays were my favorite day to go over there. She made a huge Sunday dinner after church. Her cooking is literally the best thing in the world.

This weekend Marcus, Mila, Payton are going camping. We asked payton is he wanted to come with us but he said since he doesn't have a girl he didn't want to come. We were finishing loading the car and I ran upstairs to grab my last bag.

"Elliot." I said as I turned seeing him standing there. "I didn't know you were home."
"Yeah. Didn't want Marcus to almost killer like last time." Elliot laughed. "Should learn to control your boyfriend."
"Maybe he wouldn't have been one if you weren't being an asshole he wouldn't have kicked your ass."I shrugged walking past him.
"You slept with me then went over to his house and slept with him. That makes you a slut."Elliot hissed.
"I'm not doing this again, Elliot." I turned away from him as Mila walked up the stairs. "You're the one who slept with me and not even a half hour later fucking Monica. I saw the hickies."
"Elliot why don't you just go away." Mila said.
"Amara, you know you miss me." Elliot said grabbing my wrist. He squeezed it tightly.
        "Elliot, stop." I yelled trying to get my hand out of his grasp.
        "You messed up, Amara, you lost out on a great guy." Elliot hissed ppl pulling my face towards his. He forced his lips on mine. I yanked away and Marcus stood behind me.
          "Marcus." I said
          "She was coming onto me, man." Elliot said taking a step back with his hands up.
          "Amara, I don't think we should go on that trip." Marcus said looking at me taking a step back shoving his hands in his pockets.
          "Marcus, that's not what happened. He called me a slut then said I'm missing out on a great guy but not being with him. Then he kissed me." I said looking at his face but I saw nothing. I looked back at Elliot, then saw him smirking.
        I looked down where Mila was sending her pleasing eyes. She had to have seen it... right?
        "Marcus, Amara is telling the truth. Elliot came onto her." Mila said causing Payton to look at her.
        Elliot looked at me and smiled as he walked away. Knowing what he did. Marcus shook his head and then headed outside.
         "Fuck." I swore going outside.
           Marcus sat on the hood of his car holding a cigarette. Marcus never smoked in front of me. Whenever we were together he never smoked. I stood there watching him hold it and twist it in his fingers. His head hung and I heard him swear after punching the hood of the car. It caused me to jump.
           "Did I ever tell you how my dad died?" Marcus asked finally looking at me.
          "No." I said stepping towards him.
           He moved over making a spot for me to sit next to him. I joined him. I felt defeated and gross. I wasn't a slut. Or a whore. Or anything that Elliot said I was. I didn't want Marcus to think I was.
           "He killed himself." Marcus said. I could see the tears start to form in his eyes.
          "Marcus." I said trying to grab his hand but he pulled it away.
          "He found out that my mom was cheating on him and he killed himself." Marcus looked at the ground. Not once did he look at me. "I think we should take a break."
           My heart broke.. it broke. Tears started to form in my eyes. "Marcus." I said trying to touch his hand again but he stood instead.
           "I just think right now would be better if we stopped seeing each other." Marcus said putting the cigarette on the ground. I got off the car looking at him. Finally able to grab his arm. He looked down at me tears slowly falling from his eyes.
            "Please." I begged, "Marcus, I... I love you."
            He looked down at me, "I love you too." He kissed my forehead then got into his car and drove away.
            Just as I was watching his leave, it started to rain. Like the skies were opening up to cry down on me. Tears streamed down my face till my vision got blurred.
            Mila came out with a jacket and covered me with it. She lead me inside where Payton and Roman were standing. I didn't look at them as Payton lead me up to my room. I just kept crying as Mila slipped my clothes off and put me into a long sleeve baggy shirt and a pair of sweat pants. She frowned as she looked up at me but didn't say anything.  Tears still streaming down my face. She laid me in bed, tears still falling and she covered me up. She slipped in next to me and wrapped her arms around me and patted my head. I fell asleep with tears stained on my face.

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      A couple days passed and I didn't go to school. Mila came over everyday to basically make sure I was still alive. Elliot never came into my room which I thanked God every day for but I was only waiting till he came in. Mila never spoke a work of Marcus. She just took all his clothes that were in my room and took them to him.
      I never felt this depressed before in a long ass time. When I finally missed a week of classes I decided it was time to finally go back.
         I woke up to my daily alarm and get dressed wearing leggings and a white tee shirt. I wrapped a flannel shirt around my waist sliding my booties on. I looked at myself and wanted to cry. I messaged Mila and told her I was ready to go.
        Mila showed up and drove me and Payton to school. Mila stood next to me as she walked with me to our first class. I saw Marcus standing at the end of the hall talking to his friends. It looked like he hadn't slept in days. He sideways smiled at me and waved a little. I smiled back and waved also. I wondered if he regrets breaking up with me.
        First period couple periods went by quick. Then it hit lunch time and I decided to go to the school's little cafe.
       I walked in and saw Marcus sitting at a table with friends. A cute little thing sitting on his lap. I inhaled deeply trying to collect myself. I ordered my food and walked over to a booth that was on the opposite of the room. I looked over at Marcus and saw her kiss him. He shoved her off and told her to get lost. She ran off in tears and I kinda felt bad for her. Marcus looked at me and sideways smiled again and stood. He walked towards me and sat across from me in the booth.
       We sat in silence until he finally said, "it's nice to see that your back."
       "Yeah. I guess." I shrugged instantly feeling sick to my stomach. I couldn't eat.
        "Hey, Amara." My name rolled off his tongue. God I missed him. I closed my eyes feeling tears forming in them.
       "Yes?" I asked not looking at him. I couldn't.
       "Im.. I'm sorry." He said reaching across the table to grab my hand but I pulled both of them out of reach.
       "You can't do that." I finally looked up at him, tears finally falling from my eyes. "You can't break up with me with no explanation and then say you're sorry."
       "Amara." He said almost pleading with me. I stood up grabbing my things and threw them in the garbage. I walked out of the cafe and started off home.
         When I finally got home, I realized Monica and Elliot sitting on the couch. I rolled my eyes not wanting any drama and walked up to my room. I laid in my bed and soon fell asleep.