Title: It's Just A Crush
Rebecca brushes past me and walks into the house. " Well I had stopped by the liquor store on the way home and I'm friends with the owner. He mentioned to me that Shawn had stopped in. He mentioned a party so I figured I would just drop by to see how everyone was." I grab her arm and start pulling her towards the door. " Well consider me the bouncer and I'm throwing your ass out." She rips her arm out of my grasp and gets in my face. " Aww how cute you're still playing the part of Mark's loyal little guard dog. Honestly Chloe I would of thought you would have out grown that by now. Aren't there any little boys around your age you can have crushes on?" I get right back in her face. " I'm not a little girl anymore Rebecca so I refuse to let you speak to me like one. You fucked up and Mark left you so just deal with it. He's with me now so get the hell out before I remove you myself."
" Is there a problem here?" I turn around and see Kevin standing there looking pretty pissed off. " I was coming to see what took you so long to answer the door Chloe but now I see why. Rebecca wish I could say it was nice to see you but I can't. I suggest you do as Chloe says and get out." Rebecca gets an outraged look on her face. " I am not leaving till I speak to Mark. I have some things I would like to talk over with him." I guess with all of the yelling going on the guys decided to come see what the commotion was. I wait for Mark to come stand near me so I can give Rebecca a satisfied look but instead he goes over to stand in front of her. " What are you doing here Rebecca?" She gets this little innocent look on her face that I used to hate when I was younger and I hate even more now. " Mark baby, do you think we could talk outside, alone?" She gives me a pointed glare. I fully expect Mark to tell her to go to hell. " All right let's go. Guys I will be back in a minute." He walks out the door with her and I watch them walk down towards her car.
The guys go back into the living room and I still stand there just staring. " You ok pumpkin?" I jump and turn to look at my uncle. " It's happening all over again. She is going to take him away from me and there's nothing I can do about it. Look at her then look at me; of course he is going to go with her. We all know she puts out and all I've done is make out with Mark. Sorry I know you don't like hearing things like that Uncle Glenn. Go inside with the guys Uncle Glenn. I just want to be alone for a few minutes." He leans down to kiss my forehead then goes back inside. I look back outside and see Mark and Rebecca are standing close together and she is running her hand down his chest. I still have a spark of hope that Mark will push her away but instead he stands there looking like he is enjoying it. I feel the onset of tears coming and I run to the bathroom.
I lock myself in there and cry. I must have been in there for a good ten minutes. When I look in the mirror I can see my face is all red and puffy. I splash some cold water on my face and open the door. When I get back to the living room I can see Mark is back and Rebecca is nowhere in sight. He glances up at me when I walk in and he looks pissed off. I actually shiver from the look he is giving me. Instead of going to sit next to him I go sit next to Shawn. When I sit down Shawn puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him. " You ok sweetie?" I know if I open my mouth I will cry again so instead I just nod at him.
Half an hour later Mark says he is tired and wants to go back. I guess that's my cue to say I want to go to. " You can stay longer if you want Chloe, I am sure someone can give you a ride." Now he doesn't even want me around, well fine I won't go back with him. Steve says he will drop me off on the way home to his house. Mark leaves without even kissing me good-bye. I know the guys can sense the tension between us. Once Mark is gone I tell Shawn to break out the alcohol. For the next two hours I proceed to get drunk off my ass. By two in the morning Steve says it's time to go home. I moan and say I'm having way too much fun. I get up off the couch and fall right on my ass. " Well that was a fun ride, good thing I'm short I didn't have far to fall." I start laughing at my own joke. I can see the guys laughing at me but I'm just too drunk to care.
I kiss the guys good-bye and Steve helps me out to his truck. He picks me up and puts me inside. He glances at me as he starts to drive down the road. " Chloe you know I love you but if you puke in my car I am going to be really pissed off." I tell him not to worry about it I will be fine. When we get to Mark's Steve stops the car in front of the house and turns off the engine. He turns in his seat to look at me. " Chloe nothing is going on with him and Rebecca. I see the way he looks at you and I can tell he has feelings for you, maybe feelings that even scare him. Just try to go easy on him ok?" I nod at him then hiccup that makes me start to laugh. Steve gets out of the truck and comes over to my side. He carries me up to the porch and rings the doorbell. Mark opens the door.
" Special delivery for you deadman." He hands me over into Mark's arms. I hate the feelings of joy I feel when he holds me. Mark tells Steve goodnight and I wave good-bye. Before Mark can shut the door Steve asks him for his tip. Mark flips him off and shuts the face in his face. I laugh when I hear Steve through the door. " Well see if I ever deliver anything to you again jackass."
Mark carries me upstairs to his room and drops me on the bed. I bounce when I hit the mattress. As I stare up at Mark I realize I want him, even though I'm hurt and mad I want him. I crawl over to him and pull his shirt out of his jeans, and then I try to unbuckle his pants. His hands come down to stop me. " Don't touch me." I jump back from the anger in his voice. " What did I do wrong?" He looks so mad that my lip starts to tremble; I am going to cry at any second. " Did you do did you not tell Rebecca we were together? If so I want you to explain to me where the hell you got the idea that we were?"
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Rebecca brushes past me and walks into the house. " Well I had stopped by the liquor store on the way home and I'm friends with the owner. He mentioned to me that Shawn had stopped in. He mentioned a party so I figured I would just drop by to see how everyone was." I grab her arm and start pulling her towards the door. " Well consider me the bouncer and I'm throwing your ass out." She rips her arm out of my grasp and gets in my face. " Aww how cute you're still playing the part of Mark's loyal little guard dog. Honestly Chloe I would of thought you would have out grown that by now. Aren't there any little boys around your age you can have crushes on?" I get right back in her face. " I'm not a little girl anymore Rebecca so I refuse to let you speak to me like one. You fucked up and Mark left you so just deal with it. He's with me now so get the hell out before I remove you myself."
" Is there a problem here?" I turn around and see Kevin standing there looking pretty pissed off. " I was coming to see what took you so long to answer the door Chloe but now I see why. Rebecca wish I could say it was nice to see you but I can't. I suggest you do as Chloe says and get out." Rebecca gets an outraged look on her face. " I am not leaving till I speak to Mark. I have some things I would like to talk over with him." I guess with all of the yelling going on the guys decided to come see what the commotion was. I wait for Mark to come stand near me so I can give Rebecca a satisfied look but instead he goes over to stand in front of her. " What are you doing here Rebecca?" She gets this little innocent look on her face that I used to hate when I was younger and I hate even more now. " Mark baby, do you think we could talk outside, alone?" She gives me a pointed glare. I fully expect Mark to tell her to go to hell. " All right let's go. Guys I will be back in a minute." He walks out the door with her and I watch them walk down towards her car.
The guys go back into the living room and I still stand there just staring. " You ok pumpkin?" I jump and turn to look at my uncle. " It's happening all over again. She is going to take him away from me and there's nothing I can do about it. Look at her then look at me; of course he is going to go with her. We all know she puts out and all I've done is make out with Mark. Sorry I know you don't like hearing things like that Uncle Glenn. Go inside with the guys Uncle Glenn. I just want to be alone for a few minutes." He leans down to kiss my forehead then goes back inside. I look back outside and see Mark and Rebecca are standing close together and she is running her hand down his chest. I still have a spark of hope that Mark will push her away but instead he stands there looking like he is enjoying it. I feel the onset of tears coming and I run to the bathroom.
I lock myself in there and cry. I must have been in there for a good ten minutes. When I look in the mirror I can see my face is all red and puffy. I splash some cold water on my face and open the door. When I get back to the living room I can see Mark is back and Rebecca is nowhere in sight. He glances up at me when I walk in and he looks pissed off. I actually shiver from the look he is giving me. Instead of going to sit next to him I go sit next to Shawn. When I sit down Shawn puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him. " You ok sweetie?" I know if I open my mouth I will cry again so instead I just nod at him.
Half an hour later Mark says he is tired and wants to go back. I guess that's my cue to say I want to go to. " You can stay longer if you want Chloe, I am sure someone can give you a ride." Now he doesn't even want me around, well fine I won't go back with him. Steve says he will drop me off on the way home to his house. Mark leaves without even kissing me good-bye. I know the guys can sense the tension between us. Once Mark is gone I tell Shawn to break out the alcohol. For the next two hours I proceed to get drunk off my ass. By two in the morning Steve says it's time to go home. I moan and say I'm having way too much fun. I get up off the couch and fall right on my ass. " Well that was a fun ride, good thing I'm short I didn't have far to fall." I start laughing at my own joke. I can see the guys laughing at me but I'm just too drunk to care.
I kiss the guys good-bye and Steve helps me out to his truck. He picks me up and puts me inside. He glances at me as he starts to drive down the road. " Chloe you know I love you but if you puke in my car I am going to be really pissed off." I tell him not to worry about it I will be fine. When we get to Mark's Steve stops the car in front of the house and turns off the engine. He turns in his seat to look at me. " Chloe nothing is going on with him and Rebecca. I see the way he looks at you and I can tell he has feelings for you, maybe feelings that even scare him. Just try to go easy on him ok?" I nod at him then hiccup that makes me start to laugh. Steve gets out of the truck and comes over to my side. He carries me up to the porch and rings the doorbell. Mark opens the door.
" Special delivery for you deadman." He hands me over into Mark's arms. I hate the feelings of joy I feel when he holds me. Mark tells Steve goodnight and I wave good-bye. Before Mark can shut the door Steve asks him for his tip. Mark flips him off and shuts the face in his face. I laugh when I hear Steve through the door. " Well see if I ever deliver anything to you again jackass."
Mark carries me upstairs to his room and drops me on the bed. I bounce when I hit the mattress. As I stare up at Mark I realize I want him, even though I'm hurt and mad I want him. I crawl over to him and pull his shirt out of his jeans, and then I try to unbuckle his pants. His hands come down to stop me. " Don't touch me." I jump back from the anger in his voice. " What did I do wrong?" He looks so mad that my lip starts to tremble; I am going to cry at any second. " Did you do did you not tell Rebecca we were together? If so I want you to explain to me where the hell you got the idea that we were?"
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