Chapter Two

Maya POV

"I'm fine really" I said. I didn't want to hurt his mom. She was trying her best to be a descent mom and he wasn't helping. Maybe setting him up with a little dinner would do. I could manage the pain I was feeling in my chest.

He let go of my hand in a cold way I didn't expect. His eyes were stern in mine then he walked away.

"I think his mad" Rose muttered to me.

I didn't mind her. "Mark!" He kept on going. What the fuck!

"Mark!" I shouted one last time but was cut shut with the pain in my chest. I landed on the kitchen table making him turn around.

"Please" I muttered. He sighed and stared at his mom who was now by my side holding me up gently.

"No drama" he warned calmly and then he walked back to me and put me on his back.

"We'll be back down soon" he said and carried me out of the kitchen.

...

He didn't say a word just stood there staring at the ceiling. His hands beneath his head and his eyes focused. I moved towards him him slowly and rest my head on his chest. He sighed.

"Be nice to her. She loves you" I said calmly allowing my hand to roam his chest in a sweet caress.

"Don't" he warned still not looking at me.

"Don't what."

"You're trying to make me loose my anger." He said. "I don't want to"

"All I'm saying is sometimes be nice to her."

I was tired of this shit. Him not staring at me. I moved up and blocked his view so he could view my face not the ceiling. I smiled.

"Fine. I'll try if she's not such a bitch." he said pulling me under me.

"Mark" I screeched. That was so not nice.

He chuckled and kissed the top of my nose. He was being cute and I like it. I moaned and he smiled.

"Be calm" he said and loosened my shirt. No way we were doing g this with his mom down. I pulled away but his hand was firm.

"What?" He asked sucking my neck softly.

"We..."

"Hmm..." What a devil.

"We can't" I struggled to say. He always do strange things to me.

"Can't what?" He said. This time he was gripping my hair and biting on my neck bone. His hand travel down to my waist and he gripped me. His mouth still on my neck.

"Can't have sex. Not now."

"We're not" he said and I flinch from his words.

"Your the one wet already"

"Mark" I said hiding my face inside His shirt. Why was I acting like a high school kid. He laughed and pulled me away from him.

"Are you shy babe?" He asked and I giggled. Fucking stupid of you Maya. My subconscious said and I smacked her.

"Yeah..." I said biting down on my bottom lip. He chuckled and lifted himself from me.

"You're still shy when your with me. I like that." He said.

"Hello! We were about to have sex with your mom downstairs and the neighbours and..." I was caught off guard when his lips touched mine. Oh my God.

He pulled away with a big grin on His face. "I don't give a fuck." He said.

...

It wasn't my first time being amongst the neighbours but today felt awkward. I stared at Mark. He had his hands on mine, his hair rough from the experience we had in the room and his eyes focused on the green vase sitting on a table across the room.

"Hey. Be nice" I murmured to him when his mom entered the room. She wore a Cheshire smile on her face. She placed the salad on the table.

"Bon appetite" she grinned.

Mark scoffed and I held his hand more tight.

The dinner went well through the first ten minute. We all ate in silence and then Rose started about her business. Talking of course. Now was the time to hold Mark more tight. I wrapped my hand around his waist and rested my head on his shoulders. He adjusted so I could feel more comfortable.

"That was the biggest wedding held." Rose laughed after the end of her long speech.

"How bout the first?" Mark surprise me by asking. I gently tugged at his arm.

"What?" Poor Rose was taking off guard.

"Your second wedding was grande with Robin. How about the first with dad.?" He repeated.

"Honey. I loved your dad. I still do."

"Fuck those words" Mark said eyeing her.

"I loved Matthew" his Mon repeated.

"Then why did you leave him?" Mark wasn't going to stop this until his poor mother was crying.

"I didn't, he left".

" Of course he would. You were too busy with your makeover and your new boyfriend. You literally left him." Mark sighed.

I took lily upstairs and put her to bed. She doesn't have to always experience this fighting between her family. When I got to the dinning again, the neighbours had left.

"They should have stayed to hear how bitchy you can be." Mark said. Oh God...

"Mark stop this" I warned but he didn't seem to care.

"Smith was nothing to me. Just a friend" Rose explained. Not they're talking lily dad. The problem here is that, Rose has had so many men in her lives.

"So you fuck all your friends?" Mark said rather harshly. I flinched at His words.

"Mark I..."

"Lily is his fucking child. Explain that he's your friend one more fucking time" Mark said cutting her off.

Rose was fighting her tears. She's strong I give her credit for that. Not every one can survive Mark's meanness. Even I cry sometimes.

"Your friend..." Mark was still talking."cause after four months, you dumped him and ran for your boss"

"Mark..." The tears were threatening now.

"So what now. When would you dump him to"

"Mark stop it" I scolded as a tear fell from Rose eyes.

"Were getting married." She said through sobs. I don't know how her marrying would make me feel but Mark was going to blow any minute.

"Getting married?" He asked clenching his fist like he was going to hurt something.

"Yes"

"Congratulations mom. That would make it your third wedding. I hope its your last.!" He yells.

"Mark!" I shouted. He was going to far.

"What!" He Barked. "Did you hear her Maya? She's fucking getting married again" he mumbled.

I put my hands on his chest  trying to calm his fast rising and falling chest. Rose was seating on the couch crying.

"Let's go upstairs" I tell him.

"No Maya"

"Please." I beg. Not allowing my own tears to drop.

He sighed and walked towards his room. I followed behind. When we got in, I shut the door behind us and locked it. I turned to find a weeping Mark.

"Mark" I called softly.

"She's a whore. A fucking bitch that's what." Was all he could say. He was feeling hurt right now. His mom was not a bit careful on him. She just does what she like but I'm sure she's got her reasons too..

"Mark I'm sorry." I said letting my tear drop. He stared at me and then walked over.

"Don't you cry over my fucked up mother" he said gently touching my cheeks to clean my tears.

Mark POV

  She wasn't fucking doing this shit. Not for me or for anyone. If there was one thing I hate seeing, is this girl in front of me crying.

  "Its for you" she said softly. Her hair lingered around her face and her cheeks were stained with tear smudging her make up but she still looked pretty.

  "Still. Don't" I said holding her tightly against my chest.

  "Please don't do that again" she said but when she noticed my blank face, she added "your mom loves you" a smile spread across her face.

  "She's a whore Maya" I said just as softly as she spoke but louder.

  She placed her hands on my lip. "Don't"

  "Then what should I do if I can't curse the one woman that ruined my dad!" I yelled not caring at how much she jerked away from me at my sudden outburst.

  "Still..."

  "You know nothing Maya" I said. Those words cut through her deeply. It felt good because it was the only way to shut her sweet mouth.

  "Oh... " she mumbled.

  "Yeah"

  She turned on her heels and walked away. Fuck! I ran after. She stopped in the living room and glanced at my mom before facing me.

  "Your happy aren't you!" She yelled.

  "Maya"

  "You love hurting people right?" She was still yelling.

  "Maya!"

  "Don't fucking call me Mark!" She screamed and I was taken aback. We were not doing this. Not now.

  I moved close enough to her to pull her away but she wiggled away.

  "Fine!" I said with my hands In the air. "You can leave!" I yelled and walked out the door. I had no idea where I was going but I needed to get out of this place before I loose it. I reached my car in quick paces and drove away. Fuck this town. I don't even know why I cam back. I should've remained in school but May wanted to see home.

I drove past every traffic I saw hoping a black and white car doesn't come after me. They don't or maybe I'm just lucky.