MARCUS'S POV
When Chelsea went for summer and Christmas holidays it was always hard saying goodbye to her. She loved spending the holidays with her old folks but I often missed her so much.
I wanted to call her and just listen to her voice but my inner conscience would always taunt me. It often called me clingy and that always stopped me from calling her.
It's been years and I still haven't gotten a clue about my so-called lost sister. My mother had left such a big task on my hands.
I didn't even know what she actually looked like. I was only left with the definition of her birthmark.
It's star shaped precisely on her neck.
I wish she was still here, maybe things would have become this hard.
I wouldn't be the broken boy Chelsea and I would have been good to her.
I haven't told Chelsea about my lost sister but from what I know mom gave her away to some rich influent
CHELSEA'S POVDuring the summer holiday I had desperately missed Marcus but my conscience wouldn't let me call him.It kept taunting me and I didn't want to look clingy. We were just friends to him but I felt like it was more than that.I really liked Marcus but I don't know if he feels the same way about me.Maybe I shouldn't get my hopes since it's just a high school crush.I was that type of girl he dreamed about a prince charming that would come along in my life. He would sweep me off my feet and I would madly fall in love with him.We'd get married and have kids and finally live happily.That was my dream.Though it sounded pathetic.I had a dreamI got everything I wantedNot what you'd thinkAnd if I'm being honestIt might've been a nightmareTo anyone who might careThought I could
MARCUS'S POVThat summer had changed everything between us. It felt like it happened yesterday but it's been years and the pain is still fucking raw.Her smile still haunted me in my dreams even if I didn't want to admit my thoughts always drifted to her and a part of me missed her.I placed the cigarette between my lips and inhaled the smoke. The darkness inside me roared with excitement. It loved being fed hate,anger,regret, it just craved nasty emotions.She had left a big scar on my heart. I don't even know why I allowed her inside in the first place. But it's been years and all I feel for her is hatred.She created a monster and left it untamed. My favourite song played in the background as I recalled the last memories of Chelsea.Cold and broken downIt’s all I knewI let it corner me inAnd hide where my tracks leadNow I’m waking upAnd all I do
MARCUS'S POVThe pain inside me intensified but I gave Chelsea a fake smile. Honestly I was happy for her but a part of was selfish. I wanted Chelsea all to myself."I'm happy for you bunny."She cocked a brow at me in surprise and I smirked wickedly."Bunny?" She pressed colly."Yeah it's what I'll be calling you from now on. I hope you like it."She smiled." Well it's not that bad," she said quietly.While shrugs carelessly.I stared at the dark sky. It was getting very late. I'm sure Chelsea's parents must be getting worried."It's getting maybe I should escort you home."She nodded quietly and said nothing.Before she could walk away I held her by the wrist stopping her."Wait."She gave me a puzzled look."Yeah?I sighed deeply t
CHELSEA'S POVWhen Marcus had pulled me closer my heart started pounding in my chest I felt like I was going to explode. He cupped one of my cheeks gently when he leaned closer I closed my eyes shut.I knew he was going to do it.Marcus was going to kiss me.When I felt his lips on mine butterflies in my tummy began dancing in the pit of my stomach.I felt sparks. His grip around my waist got tighter as he urged me to kiss him back. I calmed myself down and kissed him back with everything I had in me.I can't believe that I'm having my first kiss with Marcus. He pulled back with a shaky exhale and the warm feeling inside me craved more of his touch.I frowned at him."Marcus….why did you stop?" I muttered coolly while pouting my lips.He chuckled lightly and traced his thumb over my bottom lip."Trust me Chelsea I d
MARCUS'S POVLife without her wasn't the same; it felt like I had gone back to square where nobody cared about me.Chelsea was the only one who made it feel like home. It's been a mother and I miss her desperately.Her schedule is really tight so we only talked a few times but I always left her messages in case he got free.Mr. Smith placed my test results on my desk and I snapped out of thoughts my gaze lingered on his concerned face."Sorry sir I wasn't listening."He nodded quietly."I'm concerned Mr. Devon ever since Ms. Evans left this school your grades have been going down. Is something wrong?"I shook my head negatively.Mr. Smith sighed deeply and sat beside me.The bell rang and students quickly rushed out leaving us alone. He everybody looked at me like I was in trouble or something.
MARCUS'S POVIt's been two months now I still haven't heard from Chelsea. When I usually tried to call her phone was usually off and it was actually strange.I kept pacing around the room trying to call her but it went straight voicemail.What was going on?This wasn't like her. I took deep breaths trying to calm down myself but the darkness inside me was on the verge of exploding.Maybe I should ask her parent's.No. I quickly went against it. This was so pathetic I'll just send her voicemail and ask her to call me back.She was my girlfriend not my wife. I didn't want to scare her away but I was so worried. I needed to hear her voice just once.I slumped on the bed and after a minute a sly smirk covered my lips.Her room.I knew that Chelsea was miles away from me but her clothes were still next door. T
MARCUS'S POVShe had betrayed me.Everything was nothing but a fucking lie.I slumped to my knees pathetically and scaremed.I fell in love with her.When I glanced at my phone the screen was broken and the darn thing kept showing her pictures like it was mocking me.The pain in my chest intensified.I tossed the phone across the wall and it broke apart and went off.I poured out my feelings,my dark past and the demons inside me. I still can't believe that I fucking trusted her.She played me and I fell for it like a gullible idiot I was.Someone kept knocking on the door calling out my name,but I couldn't hear anything the demons inside me had taken over and they were pissed.I kept throwing things against the wall.My demons were on a rampage.The lyrics inside me kept mocking me.
Her memories still haunted me at times. My darkness always buried the memories deep inside me. This time I didn't try to hold back what I always felt.Doctor Alan was right. I've been keeping too many negative emotions inside me when Chelsea ended everything between us that was the day I snapped and I released all my anger.Everything I was holding onto I just let go the doctors let me vent out my anger for fucking six months like some physco.But I was glad for it.Everything that haunted me was just a phase of my life that I didn't want to remember just like the redhead I knew.But she still haunts my dreams. And sometimes I feel like I can't escape.She drowns me and I fight her back but I'll get over it.Both of us were just kids but I was grown ass man now she didn't mean anything to me and she never will.She was dead to me.I haven't spoken