"I'm not your friend!" Marcus shouted at Chase, tears prickling in the corner of his eyes. Chase looked startled.
"Yes you are" Chase responded in a hard voice. "And I love you."
"I don't love you" Marcus spat, trying to sound angry yet only showing how depressed he really was.
"That's a lie"
"No it's not"
"Marcus I know you. I know when your…"
"You don't know me!" Marcus interrupted. "You don't know me at all."
"I do" Chase replied, eyes locked on his almost boyfriend's.
"Then you know this?" Marcus hissed, pushing chase back with his molecular kinesis. "And this?" He continued, super speeding toward him.
"I'm a bad person Chase and if you want your family to survive you will go back home and tell your dad I'm the creation of Douglas Davenport" With those words he sped away, leaving a shocked and scared boy who's love hadn't diminished a bit.