Soulien

15

I went down the stairs and Lucas went up the remaining stairs, standing in front of me, preventing me from going down, and what he said next made my body imitate. "They're waiting for you outside. Marcus" brother wants to talk to you, but not.

I pushed him uninterested in the rest of his conversation, pushing anything in front of me to get to them and find out what my brother was up to.

Marcus won't call me.

Something's wrong.

Fear spread inside me. Did anything happen to him? Does he need help? He never calls me.

I pulled the phone out of Bunny's hand when I realized she was talking to him, "What's wrong?" I wondered straight away, and his trembling voice put me on the brink of collapse. Sullen. "Are you still out there?"

He wondered, and I almost yelled at him to answer me, but I kept to myself and I stopped screaming. "What's the matter? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, can you just come to the stadium?" he asked again in a dim tone, and he's definitely in trouble. "Tell me what's going on with you?"

You don't want to come? Well, don't come." He yells angrily and hangs up giving me no chance to answer.

I breathed hard, I'm worried, I'm already afraid of everything for him, he's still young, he doesn't know what's right. f**k what he got himself into?

Why is his voice so shaken and scared, and he chose me out of all.

I turn around, give the phone to Bunny and say quick. "I'm going to the public stadium."

"We'll come with you," she said, quickly approaching my place, and so did Georgia and Jesse firmly, insisting, meaning no chances of rejection, but I don't. "I'll take care of him." I told them decisively.

Lucas' car stands in front of us and the window opens between us and he smiles cheerfully and makes me turn my eyes. Mark breaks into the car first, and I don't even know where he's from all of a sudden, and Jasper runs out of the house with the lights and the music out. We are viewed with disapproval. "What are you doing? Come on. It looks like today's kids got into a fight. Haven't you seen their accounts?"

He said ridiculously in the car too. I looked at them suspiciously. Did I miss anything?

But I got in the car like everyone else, shaking my leg nervously, I don't like to wait, I grab my hands violently, and my heartbeat increased exponentially by seeing the stadium nearby. Its lights are on, as usual, in case someone likes to play with it.

"Your sister is also involved," said Mark, laughing vociferously as he patted Lucas on the shoulder, who quickly snapped his neck towards Mark and looked at him with wide eyes.

I also rushed to grab the collar of Mark, who quickly raised his hands as evidence of his surrender, angrily cried out, not the time for manipulation now. "Tell me what's happening right now."

"Don't you know she's talking to Marcus?" asked Jasper, disgustingly interfering, and I feel like my mind will inevitably stop.

I turned around where Jasper was sitting in the back seat and suddenly yelled at him. "Speak, what is it?" Jasper scratched the back of his head as confusedly as usual. "I don't know how to put it. Mark will tell you."

Do they throw us to each other? Angrily, Hajibai swung around as Mark, sitting next to Lucas in the front, waited, and Georgia shouted Lucas. "Stop this curse, don't move." She threatened to pull out the pepper spray next to his face to stop the car.

Mark exhaled in surrender and shouted until we calmed down, but Lucas intervened and yelled at him. "Speak up and damn."

"Lorraine has fallen among the boys." This girl smiled wildly. Wait, what! "What the f**k? Whose boys?" I shouted in disbelief, Marcus couldn't have been one of those boys.

He scattered his brown strands of hair whose tips he dyes blonde. "Actually, these are all little things, you know, so listen carefully, there's no one wrong among them. It's a misunderstanding."

Definitely misunderstanding. Anything of theirs is a f*****g misunderstanding. I reached out, grabbed the collar of Lucas' shirt, made him turn to face me with his top annoyance. "Your whole family seems like a b***h, I swear on my life if one hair of my brother gets hurt, I'll make your life hell."

"Why wasn't it your brother who made her hurt? Or are your whole family angels and we don't know? Do you like the victim role?" A cynical soul left his mouth while holding my hand and tried to keep it away, but I insisted on holding on and not letting it go. 'Cause we are. Didn't you hear what he said? Misunderstanding, huh? "It looks like someone said that sentence three years ago too."

I ended my words by pushing him harshly and angrily curiously, to mess.

"Let's calm down, okay? Go and see what's happening there." She said we stopped and Georgia's hand dropped so Lucas could move.

Georgia frowns down her hand and grumbles loudly. "Someday they'll run out on their ugly faces." Jesse shares it while she punchs Jasper's arm aimlessly. "Especially this black one."

Jasper yelled as he held his arm. "White racism. You know you look like eggs? White and yellow hair." He turned to him with an eyebrow raised with indignation.

He smiled nervously while saying stupidly. "You're a fried egg, your hair is a little darker." He lifted his index fingers and thumbs close together to exhale boredom, not his heavy joke time.

In my session, I burned Lucas's skull with my eyes, imagining that I would grab this head of his and hit it over and over in the wall until it smashed in my hand.

I stop the car and we all get out, and Lucas stops me and he grabs my hand before I get ahead of him. "I have nothing to do with whatever the curse is, you know, my whole family lives in another city already."

I grabbed my hand violently and spit my words in his face. "Still the same bad blood." He doesn't have a f*****g ass.

I searched for Marcus in the audience, and Georgia pointed over his hat to fall on the one sitting on one of the stands alone and bowing his head.

I don't know why, but I have taken my place; I look at his slightly scattered form, and his bending as if he carried the worries of the world over his shoulders.

I approached him standing in front of him, and he raised his head looking at me with sparkling eyes. I pressed my jaw silently to restrain my anger, a bruise around his left eye, and a bloody nose.

He looked at me silently until he surprised me by wrapping his arms around my waist, approaching me in a hug while still sitting, and leaning his head over my stomach while saying in a suffocating voice that made the twisting wrap around my neck. "Thank you. I thought you wouldn't come."

My fingers pierced through the locks of his hair and scattered them a little, while my other hand patted his back tenderly, trying to send him that I was already next to him, that I would go to him even if he was on Mars.

He walked away wiping his face from what confirmed to me that he was already crying, his cilia was wet, his eyes were red, he bowed his head again to frown, too, this i***t.

I knocked my fingers down his chin, made him raise his head. "Don't lower your head while your family is still next to you, don't lower your head while I'm with you, and together we'll go through any abomination."

"My family would hate me if they knew my mistake." He weared a faint knot that formed my stomach, swallowed me with a nervousness that I don't know what to answer, so some support would do. I guess. "It's okay, Marcus, you're the beloved of the family, my younger brother... Don't worry, everything will be fine, and we will love you."

He keeps his lips away, he thinks I don't understand him, this bastard doesn't know that I've sat in his hat before crying with heartbreak and anger at my weakness.

"Listen, I know you don't want to talk right now, and that's okay, because I just want you to listen to me. I know what you're feeling right now isn't good, but just know that you're important to me, and whatever happens, I'll stay with you, and I love you."

I honestly told him, sit in front of him while I hold his hands, and look into his eyes so that my words may actually reach him, and he sighs his eyes off me to carry on my conversation. "Is it about Plorin?"

He quickly raised his head toward me, listened to Lucas' cursing, looked at him with the end of my eyes and healed, and found him pulling out his black tufts and looking at us sharply.

"So, Marco, tell the truth or someone else will." I told my brother Agdal Lucas and the guys who are waiting to find out.

Marcus sighed. "It's complicated. A little." Is he scared? Or don't you like to talk in front of them? But he's already talking to them, especially Jasper.

"Look at me, if they are fornicators, then I am the devil who has ruined them. "So don't be afraid." I said with a crazy smile dancing above my lips, that's really true!

He looked silently for a while until he had decided, he looked at me and said with a hesitant tone. "I fought with some friends about it. They called their friends."

"Damn." I yelled angrily, not interested in anything, just f**k them, exhaled furiously trying to calm down, big sister and stuff, funny.

I patted him on the shoulder and told him a smile as I looked at Lucas with the side of my eyes. "Don't be sad, we have her brother, we'll kill him and bring your right."

"I love her."

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