Mark Jefferson x Reader || A polaroid of us

I don't wanna do this anymore

Jefferson's POV

I'm sitting on my desk, trying to correct some tests, but my head doesn't let me.
My mind is full of her.
Her shy smile, her hair, her eyes...
The time is passing so slowly. And I want to see her as soon as possible.
I hadn't feel in this way since Rachel.
But she became dirty, and I need purity.
She became water, and I need oxygen.
I didn't need a girl like others, but unique.
This time it will be different.
I won't hurt her.
This time I will be a good person.
If she wants me, I will change. For her.
If she doesn't want me, I will lose my mind again. Like with Rachel.
I look trough my window: the sunset is coming.
This is the golden hour.
It will be so beautiful to do a shot of _____ right now.
Then I see her.
She is with Max, laying on the grass.
I hear her laugh. I'm so happy she already knew Caufield. Maybe Max is not the best student but she is a good person.
______ is like a cute baby: little backpack shaped as a rabbit, a skirt and long black socks.
She continues to laugh and looks at the sky.
There's so much innocence inside her.
I take my camera and do a shot.
"So beautiful..."
"What is beautiful?"
I jump from the fear.
"Nathan! I told you hundred times to knock!"
"And I told you hundred times to stop this shit!"- he screams at me.
"You don't understand! I can catch the purity!"
"I hear you talking about this girl... Now you want her? After all what happened to Rachel?"- he seems really sad.
"The Rachel's dead was your foult."
Severe but right.
"I don't wanna do this anymore... I just wanna tell everybody what the hell you are doing!"
"I won't estate to kill you."
Nathan start to cry.
"She was an angel... And if you didn't lose your mind for some fucking shots she will be alive!"- he screams more louder, trough the tears.
"Shh. I know. This time it will be different. _____ is not your friend and you don't know her."- I hug him.
His father don't care about Nathan at all, he only cares about money.
So he comes to me every time for support.
"But... I cared about Rachel... And she isn't here anymore..."- he whispers.
"Look at me, Nathan."
His eyes, full of tears, are staring at mine.
"At the next Vortex party you need to drug Kate and take her in to the Dark Room."
"But... You just told me-"
"I need one more model. Only one."
"And if _____ will come to the party and found all the truth?"
"She will not. _____ is new and barely knows the Vortex Club. In class I told her next Vortex party will be this Friday, when I will announce the winner of the 'Everyday Heroes' contest."
"And then you will stop?"- asks Nathan.
He seems to feel better.
"I promise, Nathan. I promise. But even you don't know her, doesn't it mean you have treat her like a shit. You need to bring her respect."
"Get it."- he says, hugging me.
His tears baths all my suit, but it doesn't matter. Nathan is like a son to me.
"Now I need to go. I have to talk to Victoria and found who covered her full of paint."
"Be careful, Nathan. Don't create more trouble, like this morning."
Nathan opens the door.
"I hope you will stop with this, Mark... I'm really tired pretending to be strong when I'm broken inside..."
Nathan leaves.

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