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It's at night and Charlotte was in the living room pissed a bit. She was tryna think about Marcus and his words. Is she tryna change him? Or is she tryna help?

Just than Marcus stormed in the house and slammed the door. He walks in the living room and looked at Charlotte.

"Hurry up and take a shower. We going to the bike race track." He said to her.

"Wh-" he cut her.

"I SAID HURRY DA' FUCK UP!" Marcus screamed at her making Charlotte jump. She got up slowly than went upstairs. She took a shower than dressed up. She wore his sweater, jeans and sneakers. She tied her hair into a bun. When she got downstairs, he grabbed her hand but she snatched it back.

"I can fucking walk my damn self thank you" she said. She's pissed that he screamed at her and she's not gonna give him none tonight. They walked outside and he walked to the bike. He hand her, her helmet which Charlotte smiled at.

"You still have it?" She asked him as she looking at it.

"Never losing it. Now c'mon." Marcus said climbing up front and putting on his helmet. Charlotte climb by the back than put on her helmet. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight. Marcus smirked speeding off.

Charlotte felt the breeze and her hair blowing back. She smiled feeling the freeness. She loved this.

Soon after 45 minutes, Marcus parked by the parking lot of the bike race track. He hop off than helped Charlotte off. She took out her helmet than waited for him to do whatever to his bike.

"Why we here?" She asked him. Marcus took her hand and again she snatched it back. Marcus sighed grabbing it again but she snatched it back.

"Da' fuck is wrong with you?" He asked her. Charlotte looked at him like his crazy..

"Why we here?" She changed the subject. "Answer quick."

"There's a race I'm about to be racing in with Nik. I want you here to support me." He said.

"You could have said that at home, instead off screaming at me." Charlotte said to him.

"I kno'. I'm sorry ma." He said wrapping his arms around her. Charlotte pushed him.

"Nah Marcus. Your temple is blowing a bit off." Charlotte said to him.

"I'M SORRY OKAY?!" Marcus yelled out loud. Charlotte frowned. What's going on with Marcus? This can't be because she signed them up for university this was big.

"Marcus what's wrong with you?" Charlotte said stepping closer to him. Marcus looked down, she heard sniffing. He was crying? Charlotte wrapped her arms around him. He wrapped his arms around her and cried on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to her ear as he cried more.

"For what Marcus? Tell me what's wrong baby? You know I got you too." She whispered back to him. Marcus sighed, holding her closer.

"When I was young, my....my uncle and I were planning a party for Angela. He...he touched me. I...I thought he was playing because my uncle always had an mental problem, but that nigga  actually touched me. He told me not to tell no one. I didn't but than he came back again and tried for the second time. This time, I ain't let him. I took his gun and shoot him 6 times, I didn't care." Marcus sighed. Charlotte had tears coming from her eyes. "When I was cleaning up his body....my mom walked in. I was just 15, I didn't want to go to jail. Buh' she threatened to tell the cops. I...I yelled at her and slapped her. I was mad. She didn't believe me but that nigga. My mom never told the cops after that day buh...she never looked at me the same. All I see in her eyes is hurt, anger, fear and hatred. Today when we had that petty argument, I went to the park just to think and I saw his daughter. My uncle's daughter, she was walking with my nieces. When I tried to greet her, she ran off. I guess my mom told her but luckily no one told no cops and my uncle's body is still 6 ft under." Marcus finished. Charlotte hold on to Marcus as he cried a lil more. She didn't know this shit. That's why Marcus is a bit crazy huh.

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Lol sorry it's short