The teens are frozen when they head the front door being open "Mjio, I'm home"
"Shit…" Janna pulled Star off the table with her things, Marco ran to the sink trying to make it seem like he was in the middle of something else.
"Over here mom…" Grabbing a plate that was already clean, he starts to dry it off and he turns to the doorway.
"There you are, where's Star?" She looks around the room.
"I think she's upstairs doing something…" Only if he knew.
"Let's have a seat and talk about today…" Angie pulls out a chair for him and takes the one across.
"Sure thing mom but you should know most of it by now" This conversation would happen a few times a month, well… the fights she did know about at least.
"I do, and the part about you walking out of school AND the part with you getting into a fight over at your job…" Damn you Emilio.
Marco curses under his breath "So you know about that also…"
"Language young man, you're not old enough to not get the taste smacked out your mouth" She would do it also.
"Sorry about that… it's just been a long day" That and he was just in the middle of venting some stress out.
With that, his phone went off letting him know he had a message, he pulled it out to find a picture of Janna biting and pull at Star's right nipples "Fu.."
"What was that?" His mother narrowed her eyes.
"NOTHING AT ALL…" Her left hand was already in the air ready to land a shot.
"Thought so… I heard Jackie was there for both the fights also" That was a name not welcomed in their home.
"She was…" He passes a hand through his hair to stay cool.
"I heard Janna put her in her place… I was hoping to thank her but I guess I'll see her later about it" Anyway, it's not like she didn't know said girl was more or less upstairs.
"Mom listen… did Emilio tell you anything else about the fight that happened over at his place?" Knives were still a sore subject for him.
"He did, how do you feel?" They both knew what could have happened if things got out of hand.
"It's been a few years from holding something like that… I think… I'm alright…" His eyes were wide open not blinking staring at the table.
"Go call Janna, take your mind off this and just relax" She reaches over to smack his hands a few times snapping him out the trance.
"Yeah… Mom… I'm sorry for what I did… and what you saw… that day…"Now it was her turn to go wide-eyed.
They never spoke of that day, ever. Things were bad back then and what was worse, she had to sit by watching it all happen not able to protect her baby.
"Marco… don't think about that day… never…" The images of his body being carved to pieces will haunt her to the die she dies.
"I try not too… I told Star about how I got the… well, you know… it… it didn't scare her like I thought it would…" It was still a shock to him but glad she didn't run away.
"You need more people like that in your life mjio… go upstairs and try to relax… okay?" She hated seeing him like his, he always tried to show a happy face around her but deep down… he was a wreck barely keeping it together.
"Sure… love you…" He stands to and places a kiss on her cheek then walks away without another word.
"Love you more Marco…" He walked just like his father when he couldn't find inspiration for his art. The older woman shuttered at the thought…
Marco trip didn't take long but that whole conversation derailed his thoughts for the night's activities, opening the door to his room and finding the two girls sitting up waiting for him. They just saw something was off "Hey… you okay over there?"
Janna stands up and makes her way to him as he leans his back on the closed door, Marco looks down at the ground with his hair covering his eyes. His girlfriend grabs on to his face and wipes away the messy hair "Hey… talk to me…"
Star leans her head to the side and covers herself with his pillow "Just… I'm sorry but I just can't do this right now…" Why were they're tears in his eyes?
"Don't be sorry at all, Star… jump in the shower…" It was a request but sounded more like an order, the Princess had to put trust in Janna to fix this.
"Sure… anything I can do?" She watches as Marco slides his back on the door down to the ground, once sitting, he buries his faces in his knees and starts to whimper.
Janna was holding him with her nose on top of his head feeling the tears build up "No…"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry…" Marco starts to chant this over and over, anytime his father crossed his mind, which didn't happen often… this was the causing reaction.
Star puts on her top and gets on her knees at his side, she didn't know what made her do this, but she held on to him just as tight as Janna.
The filipino was surprised when Star came over but they felt his body now jerking, this wasn't like the night tantrums. This was all the emotions he held back that day… at the time, taking his father's life gave him so much joy.
No one ever told him what would follow for the rest of his after this… the images of the blood on the ground comes back to him. The feeling of the knife in his hand, it burns so much… the yelling and final gasp of air the older male takes… feels like the day happened all over, the more he tries to bury himself away…
Marco starts to hyper validate, panic attack in for swing… Janna had been on this ride and never liked how it ended "I-I-I-I- didn't mean to do that… it wasn't m-m-m-me… I wouldn't ev-v-v-v-er do something like that…"
"Shhhhhh I know, I know… it wasn't your fault Marco…" Just hearing that made him cry harder.
He knew he could never change what had happened, but if he didn't… what would have happened to him then?
Star passed her head a few times over his face "I won't ever let anyone hurt you again Marco… you've had Janna so long now… you have me now also…"
The screaming in his mind dies down, it's still there but not as loud… "Wha… what if I hurt you guys one day…" That thought was always sitting in the back of his mind.
What if something set him off? The knife just a few hours ago was calling him, telling him to make them scream just like he did to his father…
"That won't ever happen… I've already told you that" Janna was stern when she spoke.
"I know you won't, just let us be your strength… we'll always be there for you and you'll never fall" Star couldn't believe how easy it was for her to say something like that.
"NO… you have to go before I… they said I would do it again…" Those years spent in that hospital… just another way of life saying "It's not over yet…"
"We're not going anywhere, Marco…" Star looked over at Janna as they nodded their head.
He raises his head with tears rolling off his nose "You don't know that… you'll never know until it happens…" Janna looked into his eyes and saw nothing but fear in them.
She places her forehead on his "Would you mind if live you?" A tear passes over her cheek.
"My mother has a job opportunity overseas… she already said I can stay…" This seemed like the best time to get this off her chest.
Star looks at her with a huge smile "WE CAN ALL STAY IN MY ROOM!?"
Unknown to Marco, hearing that makes him laugh a little and looks over at the blonde "You would say that…"
He looks over to Janna "Something is wrong with me… I can feel it…"
"Nothing that we can't take care of…" She cups his face into a loving kiss.
Star feeling a little left out, moves over to Janna's side and waits for the kiss to end. Before Marco could open his eyes after the kiss, there was another one laid on him.
Maybe this could work out? Maybe he could move on with his life now with these two fine young ladies at his side… "I… don't know…"
"What's there to know? You can't get rid of us even if you tried!" Janna flicks his forehead trying to get her words across to him.
"Ouch!" Star give her a light shove.
"That wasn't nice!" Her fingers pass over the mark.
"He's not made of glass… but I mean it… I'm not going anywhere and if I stay here…" She looks over to the bed.
"Yeah… I think… we'll just have to see…" Marco stands up and dries off his face, god he hated this feeling when it would happen.
"Look… I need to be alone for a little… Janna, take Star and talk to my mom about the moving in thing… I'll be fine" Not up for an argument, he walks past them and into his bathroom.
"You got it, don't take long" She knew better than to follow him.
The Princess takes a step forward but is stopped "What are you doing? Didn't you see that look on his face?"
Janna nods "I did… this is what happens when he looks back on that day… we really need to give him some room… just, trust me okay Butterfly?"
Star didn't want him to be alone but knew Janna was the vet with know how Marco ticks "I want to know more about this, seeing him like that. It isn't healthy…" That was kinda funny seeing how it came out of her. Now she may have never been through what the young man did but she did have some odd ways to cope with things.
"In time… let's go" She pulled out the room and down the stairs.
Bathroom
Marco stares at the mirror looking over his body, he hated how the scars looked and what they meant to him. It would be a chapter in his life that he will never be able to close…
What he hated the most… he looked just like his father…
In his mind, the lights start to flicker…
Then the image he sees in the mirror was the day he had taken his father's life, he was covered in blood smiling…
The lights flicker again and now it's Raphael looking at him like a loving father…
Marco passes his hand over his hair as the older male did the same…
"I won't become like you… you have no control over me" That talk with the girls was doing wonders for him now.
"We both know that's not true my boy, even your mother can see a lot of myself in you" Then the light flicker again showing a mutilated body…
He jumps at the sight but stands tall "I will never be anything nothing like you…" Marco said tilting his head lower.
"You can lie to yourself, but never to your father" Again the lights flicker with the painting that Marco made behind Raphael.
"I bet you can do better next time, you see this spot right here?" He points to the painting.
"Your bush becomes an extension of your body… it's not a tool but more of something how to truly express your feelings. You were right about having a hard time with the lines" The man starts to laugh a little.
Marco shuts his eyes tight just wanting all of this to stop "Oh come now, I could really give you some pointer on how to help with your art skills"
"No… I'm not like you… I will never hurt other just to…" He was cut off.
"Show them how you really feel? You know that's not true, all this fighting isn't my son. You're an artist just like me!" The thing that called him his father slams the palm of his hand on the mirror catching Marco's attention.
"There will be a day when you can't stop yourself, just like the day you broke your arm…" The teen opens his eyes to see the body lying on the ground covered in blood, he could smell it and feel it on his bare feet again.
Marco runs to the toilet and pukes his guts out…
Okay so I kinda cock block you guys but I don't want this to be a fuck feast. I want to show how messed up Marco is.
In Welcome Home, it's more from PTSD and losing a lover knowing that it was his fault.
Here… well taking someone's life has a way of always coming back at you…
I won't go anymore deeper into that but when it does happen, the dead always lets you know that they're still hanging around.
Leave a comment and tell me what you want to see!