Title: It's Just A Crush
The next morning I slowly come awake. I cried so much last night it's hard for me to even open my eyes. I get out of bed and shower and change. I figure out I can't stay hidden in my room all day. I walk down the stairs and I can hear Mark banging around in the kitchen. I might as well get this over with now. I hesitantly step into the kitchen. Mark is over by the stove cooking, so I take a second to stare at his back. " Um good morning." Mark jumps sky high and turns around. When I see his face I gasp. " What happened to your face?" I run over to him and run my fingers over the scratches I see on his cheek. Mark grabs my hand and pulls it away from his face. " Don't worry about it. I got what I deserved." With that said he turns back to the stove.
I grab myself a bowl from the cabinet and start searching for the cereal. " I'm making breakfast for both of us so could you set the table please?" I look over at Mark then go and set the table. A few minutes later he sets the food down on the table and sits down to eat. I just sit there staring at him. He must of felt my eyes on him because he looks up and stares right back at me. " You're not going to stop staring at me till I explain the scratches huh?" I blush at being caught staring. " Well if you must know I went to Rebecca's last night and she gave me these scratches." I narrow my eyes at him. " Does she really enjoy sex that rough?" Mark throws his fork down on the table and stands up. " That was totally uncalled for Chloe. And not that it's any of your business but I did not sleep with Rebecca last night." Mark picks up his plate and throws it into the sink then storms outside.
I start cursing at myself as I clean up the kitchen. I had no right to talk to him like that. Once I finish cleaning I walk outside and can hear him in the garage. When I walk in he's kneeling on the floor working on one of his bikes. I see him tense up and I know he has sensed my presence but he doesn't look up at me. " Mark I'm sorry for what I said. I had no right to speak to you like that. I am going to go upstairs and pack. I don't want to ruin your days off, just please tell Betty to call me at Shawn's so I can see her." I turn to walk back out when Mark's voice stops me. " You don't have to go." I walk back over to him. " Mark you know as well as I do that I shouldn't be here. I said things last night I should of never said, it's for the best if I leave."
" Do you regret saying you love me?" I stop walking when I hear him ask me that question. I look back at him, already feeling the tears prick my eyes. " No I don't. Now let me ask you a question. Do you wish I never said it?" I stare at Mark's face waiting for his answer. Instead of answering me he picks up his wrench and goes back to his bike. I nod my head at him even though he isn't looking at me. I go back into the house and pack up my stuff. I call Shawn and ask him he if has room for me. I guess he can sense the sadness in my voice because he doesn't even ask why I want to stay with him. He just tells me he will be there in twenty minutes to pick me up.
I manage to get my suitcase downstairs and out onto the porch. I sit on the steps and the dogs wander over to me. I play with them until I see Shawn's truck coming up the driveway. He gets out of the truck and comes over to give me a hug. " You ok sweetie?" I shake my head no and walk over to the truck. Shawn puts my bag in the back and gets in. " Whenever you want to talk I am here for you ok?" I give him a small smile as he starts to drive away. I slip on my sunglasses and look in the rearview mirror. I can see Mark standing in front of the house watching the truck drive away. The further Shawn drives away I realize I left my most important possession with Mark, my heart.
Review as always.
The next morning I slowly come awake. I cried so much last night it's hard for me to even open my eyes. I get out of bed and shower and change. I figure out I can't stay hidden in my room all day. I walk down the stairs and I can hear Mark banging around in the kitchen. I might as well get this over with now. I hesitantly step into the kitchen. Mark is over by the stove cooking, so I take a second to stare at his back. " Um good morning." Mark jumps sky high and turns around. When I see his face I gasp. " What happened to your face?" I run over to him and run my fingers over the scratches I see on his cheek. Mark grabs my hand and pulls it away from his face. " Don't worry about it. I got what I deserved." With that said he turns back to the stove.
I grab myself a bowl from the cabinet and start searching for the cereal. " I'm making breakfast for both of us so could you set the table please?" I look over at Mark then go and set the table. A few minutes later he sets the food down on the table and sits down to eat. I just sit there staring at him. He must of felt my eyes on him because he looks up and stares right back at me. " You're not going to stop staring at me till I explain the scratches huh?" I blush at being caught staring. " Well if you must know I went to Rebecca's last night and she gave me these scratches." I narrow my eyes at him. " Does she really enjoy sex that rough?" Mark throws his fork down on the table and stands up. " That was totally uncalled for Chloe. And not that it's any of your business but I did not sleep with Rebecca last night." Mark picks up his plate and throws it into the sink then storms outside.
I start cursing at myself as I clean up the kitchen. I had no right to talk to him like that. Once I finish cleaning I walk outside and can hear him in the garage. When I walk in he's kneeling on the floor working on one of his bikes. I see him tense up and I know he has sensed my presence but he doesn't look up at me. " Mark I'm sorry for what I said. I had no right to speak to you like that. I am going to go upstairs and pack. I don't want to ruin your days off, just please tell Betty to call me at Shawn's so I can see her." I turn to walk back out when Mark's voice stops me. " You don't have to go." I walk back over to him. " Mark you know as well as I do that I shouldn't be here. I said things last night I should of never said, it's for the best if I leave."
" Do you regret saying you love me?" I stop walking when I hear him ask me that question. I look back at him, already feeling the tears prick my eyes. " No I don't. Now let me ask you a question. Do you wish I never said it?" I stare at Mark's face waiting for his answer. Instead of answering me he picks up his wrench and goes back to his bike. I nod my head at him even though he isn't looking at me. I go back into the house and pack up my stuff. I call Shawn and ask him he if has room for me. I guess he can sense the sadness in my voice because he doesn't even ask why I want to stay with him. He just tells me he will be there in twenty minutes to pick me up.
I manage to get my suitcase downstairs and out onto the porch. I sit on the steps and the dogs wander over to me. I play with them until I see Shawn's truck coming up the driveway. He gets out of the truck and comes over to give me a hug. " You ok sweetie?" I shake my head no and walk over to the truck. Shawn puts my bag in the back and gets in. " Whenever you want to talk I am here for you ok?" I give him a small smile as he starts to drive away. I slip on my sunglasses and look in the rearview mirror. I can see Mark standing in front of the house watching the truck drive away. The further Shawn drives away I realize I left my most important possession with Mark, my heart.
Review as always.