Althea
I woke up super early, around six o'clock, I brushed my teeth, and walked downstairs, hearing chattering I figured it was the guys, and sure enough it was. They were making breakfast, I sat down and looked through a book I saw on the table.
Examining the book, I saw creases on the spine, my heart broke at the sight. Yes I take my books seriously, I stood up, "Who would do that!" I whispered, one of the guys, heard me, "Do what?" I looked at them. "Crease the book!, they are so fragile" I pouted.
"It's a good book too" I mumbled, as I admired the cover, "You can borrow it if you want?" I turned around and saw Nate holding Manny, he was shirtless, and looking very fatherly, I frowned and scowled, "No thanks" I replied, and sat down.
"Anyway, boys were doing some training today, half of you are doing gym work, and the other half are doing some gun practice" Nate order, and all the guys just hummed in agreement. It was awkward when they left, it was just me and him, plus Manny. I couldn't handle the silence anymore.
"Nate!" I screamed, Nate jumped and looked at me, "what?" He asked, I realised how loud I was, "I-I need to know..." I trailed off. "Need to know what?" He questioned.
I sighed, "nothing..." I walked off, bumping into Marcl on the way, "wow, Thea? You good?" I quickly nodded and walked to my room. Diving into the sheets, I cringed and screamed my embarrassment away.
Why didn't you tell him?
I spoke to myself, scolding myself in my mind for not asking him about how he truly feels about me.
"Thea?", Marcl, came into my room, and sat down with me on the bed, "Go do your training, or whatever Nate ordered you to do" I scoffed, and turned the other way, I was now acting like a child. He sighed, "Alright then..." he said slowly then left. I wanted to reached my hand out the grab him, but my body did otherwise.
"Get yourself together, no more Nate" I said to myself, I finally said it. I was no longer going to associate myself with Nate, one second he loves me, then the next he hates me and I'm not going to deal with dissociative psychopathic behaviour.
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I stayed in my room for the rest of the day, looking outside, and listening to Nate's voice orderinf his men around, 'You did it wrong!' Or 'Do it again!'.
I was called downstairs to eat, as I was sitting down, I noticed that everyone was quiet, I looked at Lenny who gave me a few glances. This kept going on for the whole dinner, until I decided to break the tension.
"Alright, what's going on?", I slammed my fork onto the table, everyone turned their gazes to me, Lenny raised his eyebrow, and I rolled my eyes, "Ugh!, don't act like you don't know, you guys have been acting so weird", I said and looked at Melanie, who couldn't even look at me.
Lenny sighed, "Thea, why don't you come outside with me, we can discuss all about it", I hesitantly stood up and followed Lenny to the back garden, I haven't taken a tour of the outside yet, I turned around to Lenny, "speak" I folded my arms.
"Thea...your mother, we got a call from the hospital in a small town, in Florida...and they said, that she may or may not be dead", he tried to sound genuine, but it was such a sad topic to talk about. Everything had to go bad for me, just me, no one else in the world, but me, Lenny leaned in for a hug, but I ran back inside on time. Crying, I stood in front of the dinner table, Melanie looking very sympathetic, and Nate still having his cold stare
I didn't notice Marcl standing up and walking towards me, "come here" he whispered, I let out a cry, and accepted his hug, Marcl stroked my hair, cooing things such as, 'Don't worry', and 'She'll be fine', all things that will never happen, in my ear.
Everyone crowded around me, my tears weren't helping in the moment, but what I needed was one person who would listen to me. I asked everyone except Marcl to leave, and they kindly did, we sat on the living room couch snuggled up with each other, I found myself getting warmer as the moment went on.
I spoke my heart out to Marcl, and he listened he genuinely didn't mind me talking to him, Nate would always get phone calls, so I couldn't really talk about things to him. As I was speaking I noticed Marcl staring, "And I guess...", I totally forgot my sentence, we ended up staring at each other for a few seconds, before Marcl moved closer to me.
I kept looking at his lips, "And we leant closer...", Marcl whispered. Before I knew it, Marcl's lips were grazed against mine, and we started to make out, his tongue entering my mouth, but i quickly tapped his chest, for him to slow down, he smiled through the kiss, and slowed down a bit. We pulled away from each other, then I looked at him, for a second I saw a glimpse of Nate, but then Marcl came back to view.
"Thea, I dont was us, to be some type of on and off thing, I really want to be with you, make you mine, be able to be there for you-", I cut him off by pecking his lips, "Of course..." I whispered. We giggled then, cuddled for the rest of the night, I completely forgot about my mother, about Nate, about Malcom, about everything.
Nate
I saw everything, she kissed Marcl and admitted they were a thing now. Am I going to do anything about it? No. Why? because Thea is not my property anymore, she's with someone else.
As much as it hurt seeing them kiss, I had to let it go, I was taught to not care. If I had the chance to kill Marcl I would've done it ages ago. I leant against the wall, looking at them cuddle.
Pathetic.
"It hurts doesn't it?" I turned around to see Lenny, giving me a smile, I knew he gave me advice, and I didn't take it, so I guess this is my punishment, "Give me a break, she's probably going to break things off in a week" I joked, but I knew deep down, that she really needs someone, and that someone is Marcl.
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Mmhmmm Nate oh Nate... I guess you have to win her back?
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Teen FictionNOT EDITED - pls note that I was like 12 when I wrote this kabsjwhjsbdbd Psycho; psychopath, or psychopathic. Althea, is the daughter of a psychologist, and will do anything to make her mother let her go to art school. She's trapped at home doing no...
