My parents make it very clear I was the mistake that ruined their lives. Nice to know you're wanted right? Their drug addicts now, no surprise how I turned out is it? I was born to be a rebel; Rules were meant to be broken.
I don't always have the best judgement though. I lost my best friend because of a stupid, drunk mistake. Well several mistakes. Hell, I was an idiot for letting Ness go. I miss her already, but I know the feeling isn't mutual. I took her dad away from her. I caught his eye apparently, which made his lust for me grow larger and larger. One night when Ness and I came home from a party, and I was staying over since I was waaaay too drunk to drive, her Dad took care of me. I saw how kind-hearted he was, how sweet and wonderful this man was. His wife, Rachel always seemed to look down on me. I never liked her anyway, stuck up cow. Marcus deserved someone who would appreciate these virtues, not be a moany old hag like Rachel. I remember leaning in and stealing a kiss, whilst Ness was asleep on the opposite sofa. He didn't pull away; that was how I knew he wanted me. But it didn't stop there, we kept going, Nessa slept through it all, and Nicola was staying at one of her friends houses, Rachel was visiting her mother for the weekend, since she was in hospital. Marcus and I did it in their bed, over her clothes, in front of her pictures. Each time I laughed silently to myself and thought, "You can't have him, you can't have him!"
So for about 6 months, Marcus and I have been together, keeping our love a secret, making sure it never got out to anyone, and I mean anyone. Nobody knew, until that one night, when she came home early, and caught us together. We gave up everything to be together, not that I had much to give up, but he left his wife(bitch) and his daughters, for me. Me. Feeling pretty damn special.
So right now, we're living on the outskirts of town, in our perfect house. I'm skipping school for the meantime. Parent's don't care what I do now, I am a free woman, living happily with the love of my life.
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