Falling Again

Chapter 13 - Grow Up

Marcus' POV

The thing about humans is that they're so caught up in playing this game called life instead of living it.

And I'm no exception.

I wasn't always a manwhore as Drei likes- loves to call me. I was just me. Plain ol' Marc.

It (manwhore state) started a few years back then. Two to be exact.

Like every other boy I had a crush on someone older than me. Her name was Lily.

At first she looked so fragile and innocent all those good shit. The sucky part was that I didn't see through her sick facade.

The first time I saw her was in the church. I still remember that day when she sat on the last step of the stair outside the church. She was crying.

Her big eyes were stained with tears and more to arrive. I didn't know then that moments before I arrived, her fling had dumped her.

I remember the way I stood awkwardly beside her and I very much remember the way her eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked at me and asked, "May I help you?".

I laughed at the thought of her helping me so I told her,"No, I doubt that. Hiw about this..."

I picked a tulip from one of the plantbox near the stairs.

I sat beside her and flashed her a very toothy smile, "May 'I' help you?" I asked emphasizing the I.

I remember the feeling of my heart glowing inside me when a small smile escaped her lips. The way I believed her cheeks were just naturally red and her blue eyes beamed. Turned out that the red cheeks were just blush on and she was just wearing blue contacts.

I still remember the days after that when I followed her like a lost puppy and she acted kind. Three weeks later she snapped. It shocks me now how long it took her to finally snap out of her facade.

Three weeks later....was when I took out another tulip from the same plantbox and confessed my undying love for her(which by the wasn't really undying since now the only thing I feel for her is loathing).

"Meet me under the altar 5 o'clock this afternoon." Then she flashed me a smile. It covered the truth that after I opened the door the smile on my face was instantly wiped when I saw her...kissing a guy.

I still remember the very words that changed my life, "Grow up, junior." She said with the most heart breaking smile theb she turned back to her pimp.

I still remember the way the tulip dropped on the floor and the way my tears threatened to fall.

"By the way, I hate tulips!" She added.

I still fucking remember how I woke up with swolen eyes and a sore throat. I have been crying the night before. Maybe its because the way she rejected me which was totally heart breaking or maybe........it was just because she hated tulips. Duh.

That was it. I started 'growing up' like she told me to. Physically, mentally(but Drei says otherwise on this), and most important sexually.

I still remember Pryce's first lesson : Never fall in love . And man how much did I agree to this back then.

I don't quiet remember my first party but I knew I lost my first time then. No.need be so girly about it.

I was fourteen. Judge me for all I care, I don't give two shits.

Living a life with numerous bimbos waiting to be my flavour of the day became the norm for me.

Then I had to transfer schools.