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Chapter 1 After the years of people getting to know each other, they seem to get a lot closer to each other than friends usually do. First, they meet each other and think of each other as the worst person in the world and that they’ll never want to get closer to that other person. For some reason, people would more want to get into the fast pace relationship than rather take the passionate trip of the Zsa Zsa Zsu. What relationship is a good relationship without the Zsa Zsa Zsu? For two people meeting each other the first time, this wasn’t the story that they’d hoped for. It was that night when the two shared their last night of passionate sex until the part when all of a sudden, silence broke over them. Kimmy didn’t know what was happening, being only 16 years old. Mark had hoped for more but didn’t get anymore. With all the oohs and ahhs, that could’ve lasted them days without the bonding of them both again. The two were the cutest couple on the street. The fact was that they were the only couple on the street that I knew of If one would go somewhere, the other would follow along. To let everyone know that they loved each other very much, they kisses and kissed, and kissed. There wasn’t 5 minutes where they didn’t say I love you or they kissed. Until one night when the oohs and ahhs grew louder and the screams touched the sky. We all heard of it but were too tired to even understand what it was. I lived in the attic with Mark and Kimm would come over almost everyday. Being as the walls were about 3 inches from the other, it was very clear about what the noises were. But I didn’t want to disturb them. On the next day, Mark grew to his intentions that this was not the ideal relationship that he had wanted. For him, this was too kissy kissy goo goo and that started to make him sick of Kimmy. Too much was enough. So, he decided to tell her by his actions of what he wanted to do with the 1 year relationship. He was trying to break it off between them. She was too clueless to know what as happening. Day by day, their relationship got better and that wasn’t what he had wanted for the two of them. Of course, he didn’t turn her away, she was completely gorgeous. With that curly blonde hair, luscious plump lips, them curves that make her 100% women, and those blue pearly eyes, she was the ideal women of a dream. Even I had a crush on her when I was a little bit younger. Mark wasn’t well that night. Supposedly because he drank a little bit too much. I didn’t necessarily think for that reason. All I really thought was that he wasn’t happy so he took it out on the other people around him. Bu he took the situation way to far this time. All of a sudden, “WAM, BAM, SLAM!” A crash of thunder came from the attic along with a gift of lightning with it. Slaps, and tossing somebody around like a rag-doll was heard two floors below. Screams grew loud as Kimmy screamed for Mark to stop the madness and think it through. Running for the scream at the end of the tunnel, Glenn took the stand as a man for the first time. Right at the top of the stairs, Glenn, being the strongest kid in the school, stood up and kept to his reputation as the toughest and roughest kid in the High School. In slow motion, it still seemed like he was going as fast as before, There was no turning back now. All Glenn was thinking was to get to the problem as soon as possible. As he did, Mark touched the ground with no hesitation. Glenn stood above like an unrealized hero. He was a super hero that wasn’t so super. Kimmy was helped up with little to no damages, but in disgust, spit directly in the corner of Mark’s eye. Mark sat their with puppy eyes gazing at Kimmy for forgiveness. Kimmy walked out of the room and sat downstairs with the rest of the family. Slowly but surely, all the tears came out of Kimmy and everything was said and done. Kimmy was balling, for reasons that we didn’t know but told us so obviously. With her talking so fast, I could barely tell what she was saying. My sister Donna thought she could understand anybody that could talk fast. It cam out to be that Kimmy outspoke Donna and made Donna feel like a ridiculous fool. But that night surely came to an end, and the next day was off to a fresh start. As soon as Kimmy came over the house, we were worried that one of Mark’s worse kind of acts would rage outside of him and grab Kimmy the tightest she’d ever been held. No, we wouldn’t let it happen. But with Mark as sly and cunning as Mark was, he could pull some strings. For Kimmy’s safety, she stayed with Donna and my other sister Amanda the whole day. We didn’t even warn her about anything that might happen between the two. Mom took advantage of her company all day long. Mom blurted out the most wrong question while the whole family except for Mark were in the living room. The question was, “Kimmy, I couldn’t help but notice your body has changes slightly, this is the week of your period... I think, and you seem different than usual. Are you... umm... pregnant? Kimmy was struck in the heart from mom saying that and thinking that she was stupid to end her exciting life like that and get pregnant by somebody who couldn’t support her ad her baby. She ran out of the house with fury and didn’t stop for anything. Thumping and thumping, she finally got outside and called her Uncle to pick her up. Mark rushed outside to find out what had happened. Kimmy wouldn’t stop splattering saliva bits in his face from the constant yelling. Mark finally grabbed a hold of her tightly as stopped her in the middle of her sentence. He got out his words and said, “Kimmy, shut the hell up! What is wrong? What did they say? What did they say?” Mark demanded answers and all Kimmy said was, “Your mom asted if I was fricken pregnant! Like, oh my god! I can’t believe she’d ask a question like dat!” Kimmy cried a river of flowing tears until the second her uncle came to her rescue. But then, she started crying hysterically and her uncle grew furious thinking Mark was the problem. As soon as he got up to the porch, his hand clenched to a fist, he pulled it sharply back, and swung like a major league baseball player at him. Mark dodged the fist but didn’t dodge her uncle throwing him up on the side wall of the porch. Mom ran outside in fright of her first child’s safety, and grabbed the forceful man and shook him senseless. She finally got off of him and was slapped back from Kimmy’s uncle. A slap in the face and that’s all somebody had to do to tick Mark’s last nerve, and stir up a pot of anger management on the person. Mark grew mad as ever and switched positions with Kimmy’s uncle. One he got him still and in position, a forceful punch in the nose was all in the right consequences for the old and wrinkly man. After he punched him in the nose, her uncle not6iced that he couldn’t feel the cartilage and it became fractured. Her uncle suddenly ran without looking back and grabbed Kimmy by the arm. She hesitantly got it the SUV and they both met the next day. Kimmy’s uncle had pressed charges on Mark as soon as he got the chance, but then dropped them when he noticed how much of a threat Mark was to him. They both finally got together again a couple of days later and talked about their situation together. They’d both realized that there was no hope for future family events together as of what just happened. But again, they decided that the best thing to do was have the best goodbye sex of their lives. They thought that everybody was doing it, so why not copy everybody else? But as Mark swore to end the relationship between them, he hadn’t realized that she was indeed the most persuasive women for when she wanted some fun. For that fact, she got what she’d wanted. And that’s what she got! Pure, adulterated fun with no problems. Just him, her, and the thought of their no longer being together would be the only thing to tear them apart. Chapter 2: From the end of the relationship between Mark and Kimmy sudden changes have been found from both of them that were undeniably strange. As I’ve heard, Kimmy has got a new boyfriend within a week, and Mark partied more than ever. Until the next month, Mark found something so great, so awesome, that why not go for it. During that week, Mark had to do something about this. His heart was pounding out of his chest and people across the room could hear it. He thought to himself that it could never be. They were two totally different people. Mark had to decide between love of denial. Was it that Mark didn’t want to be rejected again or was it dumb love not worth the effort? Mark needed advice. Why not call in the family? As soon as he could, Mark had to talk to the most knowing person about love and first love crisis’. He sweated himself up to the third floor where Matt, Mark’s little brother’s bedroom was. Actually, it wasn’t mine, it was Dad’s on the second floor. Hey, I was the master of love and first love crisis’. Hey, I still am. Getting back to the point, Mark needed quick and brief advice that could do him good so that this nautilus feeling could finally escape from his body and bother another poor and innocent soul. By the time he got to my dad, who he really got advice from, the feeling was no longer noticeable. That feeling came back without notice and was noticeable again. He didn’t know if he could ask him such an embarrassing question of advice. It had to come out. That’s if he wanted the anxiousness of this problem to go away forever. He finally withdrew this question of advice from his mind and said it out loud. “Dad! Umm... Can we sit down. Listen, I’ve been having some problems that I’m sure that you’ve noticed. I wanted to tel you that I am having some problems. I have had some problems that I’m very embarrassed to admit,” quoted Mark. “Well, yeah we have noticed some problems from your uh... latest issue... but your mother and I can’t really take a hint. I’ll tell you one thing. You’ve got your mother and me stumped.,” responded Dad. “Well, what’s it about?” questioned Dad. “At the part I was at last night, I think I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Not death. But something even greater than that. I, I, I think that what I saw was love at first sight,” Mark admitted. As Amanda, the youngest sister was walking idly up the stairs, she overheard the conversation that the two were having and started to eavesdrop what she shouldn’t have had. As Mark was done finishing the sentence saying that this women was someone that would plug that empty hole in his heart, Amanda shouted, “OMG!” That stood for oh my god. She was so surprised that he had gotten over Kimmy so fast. Even though they were broken up, they never really fell out of love with each other. If Kimmy got hurt, Mark would be there to make sure she was ok. After that, everyone just seemed to know that Mark fell in a deep coma of day dreaming love that would take over a lifetime to recuperate from. What was more amazing was that Mark wasn’t lying. He seemed to have deep and extraordinary feelings for this girl. He even went as far as planning their future together as one and someday growing old with each other and dying in the same bed. Why would he do this at such a great risk of rejection. He didn’t even know the girl’s name yet. Mark let many other girls go by in the past, but this wasn’t a part of the plan again. He intended on boosting his confidence and stepping up to the plate. But the question was, “How?” How would he be able to boost his confidence for some girl that he may only see once? Maybe he’d over thought to himself about the relationship itself which hasn’t even begun to form. What was the point? They hadn;t ever met each other, and they don’t know anything about each other. Except for the fact that Mark was lusting her and she didn’t even know of his existence. Later that evening, Mark went out with his cousin Dave, friends Joe, and John. Joe liked to be called Joe Crack, and John liked to be called Johno. Why the names? Joe used to have a bad addiction to smoke and John just liked the sound of it. Anyway, Mark went to Johnos house that evening and they met up with some other friends for a party. The party had to have had more than 150 people there. After a little while, Mark started feeling a little bit cramped knowing that nobody had barely any room to dance. With 150 people in a 600 square foot space, I’m surprised everybody still had a good time. As a result of this party, Mark noticed that his intentional relationship with this girl was no longer a secret. The next morning, Mark woke up to feeling drunk still and close to having a hangover. Beside him lay the love of his life, naked. I don’t what he saw in her but hopefully, her personality was a good one. That morning, the girl woke and saw Mark beside him. She moved closer to him as he moved farther from her. Mark was starting to feel better and thought to himself that this relationship was doomed from the start. Every time Mark slept with the girl first before getting to know her, they broke up week to months later. That was not how Mark wanted the relationship to turn out again .This time would be different for him. Mark was trying his best to make Jackie, his girlfriend, happy. Day by day, the two had their sweeter and sour moments. But for the most part, both of them had the time of their lives. It seemed like every minute went by with a kiss and an I love you. This got me sick to my stomach after a while. What really made me vomit was the fact that she had the largest things and Mark couldn’t go 5 minutes without wedgie mania. But that wasn’t the best and most romantic part about their relationship. The cutest part was that they actually meant what they had said to each other. My judgment towards Mark changed because of this. Maybe this one was a keeper. There were no problems. They acted like brother and sister but it was romantic. “Ahh... How sweet!” This was what I thought to myself until I finally thought harder to myself that every other relationship of Marks was like this, but she was just like the others. Trouble. I didn’t want to admit it to myself but this wasn’t going to last much longer. Maybe I was just thinking to hard. Them not having problems was the problem for both of them. The anxiety of not having problems gave Jackie so much pressure. She had to confront him about this. Mark hadn’t experienced any kind of relationship before. This time, they both knew what they’d wanted in each other. When Jackie finally had the chance she popped out the question, “Mark, I can’t take it. What the hell is wrong with us? We don’t argue, we don’t disagree about anything. It’s like we’re too much alike.” Mark responded slowly saying, “Well, what the hell do you want me to say? I don’t fucken’ know. Why are you asking me this?” Jackie thought to herself to give an answer. She replied, “It’s not healthy to not argue. It may seem like we have a healthy relationship, but we’re really not having a good one at all.” Mark didn’t say anything back. They just went back to their business. What we didn’t get was why they talked about this right after they talked about the night they met each other. What stirred the pot to make them argue like this? I guess that this was the first argument that they had to together around us. A couple of days later, Mark, Jackie, and I walked to the store to get some drinks for the house. We were on our way there when all of us had an argument that came crashing down into nothing. Seconds after, Mark opened his mouth wide and said the most inappropriate thing ever. He screamed, “Matt, if you don’t shut the fuck up, I’m going to fucken pop you so hard... you understand?” Jackie opened her mouth wide and screamed to him in disgust. “Mark!” she shouted. Mark walked quietly the rest of the way to the store and back home. Back at the house when we got home, Mark grew furious with Jackie because she took mt side instead of his. With Marks mischief, he became to plan the fate of their relationship together. With no reason to break it off together, he had to think hard again. This time, seriously. Plan by plan, Mark had to keep thinking of more plans. But none of them seemed to work. One that would work would be the only thing would be to make her mad until she popped like a red hot tamale. This time was it. What other way than to pick on me. Over the past couple of weeks, Jackie and I grew close like brother and sister. But we weren’t. What Mark didn’t know was me and her were to close to be broken up like that. How silly would that be? Pretty silly I guess. Day by day, Mark started to grow mean with me, and Jackie started to notice that this is not what she wanted for me. Acting like my mother, she stuck up for me every time Mark was needing somebody to pick on. It wasn’t working for him, so he pulled the last straw out of the bucket. With great nerve, he took all of his anger out on Jackie for taking my side, and slapped her directly in the face. He made her face like a target and struck a bull’s-eye. With me around, he wouldn’t be getting away with it. Of course I was too smart to hit him myself. I would be insanely stupid to do that. I hurried down the stairs to the first floor and grabbed the phone. I called the police without hesitation and asked for emergency assistance. What a perfect time for the phone service guy to turn our phone off because of unpaid bills. The phone became a little harder to grip onto from my sweaty hands. With seconds left to talk, I shouted the address of my house and said, “Hurry! It’s getting bad!” Minutes after I called the police, Mark calmed himself down. But it was too late. Literally a minute or so later, the police were at the front door ready to escort Mark on a one-way trip to a jail cell in cuffs. The remaining people of the house ambles downstairs with no hurry. But Jackie wasn’t letting go of him. Her love was stuck in his heart and she didn’t want to take it back. Jackie’s heart became fragile and she wasn’t feeling so good anytime that something bad was about to happen. It’s like her senses had heightened. About 3 weeks later, this breaking up thing had begun to take place. Her senses were driving her crazy. This was different than any other feeling she had. Marks actions toward her that Mark was about to end their relationship anyway. Why not ignore the ignored. He did. Why not she? During their goodbye sex, Jackie thought hard over the screams and yelling that they were creating about how to end it between them. A couple of hours passed by with no interruption of each other. But, Jackie had a chance that she took. She woke up with everything that she packed with her when she came over that night. She dug into her purse and found post-it notes. With a pen sitting idly beside the post-it notepad, she wrote a concise phrase saying goodbye. The note read as follows: Mark, Sorry I can’t do this anymore. I hope that you have fun with the rest of your life. If you’re going to be in a relationship, you should be honest with the other. That’s what they are there for. Goodbye! Beside the post-it note that stuck to the tv, was the happiest picture of them sharing their love for each other. Mark held onto her tighter than life itself. With no regret, he threw the picture aside and cracked it in half right down the middle, splitting the picture right between them. He was again in the market of relationships for the last time. Chapter 3 With Mark still going to the parties that Johno had hosted, Mark was again over his last girlfriend. Mark sat down and chatted with the other fella’s and had a conversation about previous relationships. Mark volunteered to share his story with the rest of the fella’s. Johno was to start the conversation by saying, “Ok. Whoever the... uhh... is going to start this... uhh... thing, should start now!” As always, Johno had drank too many 40's and felt it like a tornado ripping through his head the next day. Anyway, Mark started his conversation by saying, “She wadn’t that important. She was a page turner. At her best time, I just wanted to turn the page to the next moment. She wadn’t notin to cry over!” As the people in the group nodded their heads in agreement with Mark, Johno however had not. Stepping up for his sister, he did the right thing at the right time to the wrong person. He wasn’t the type of person to mess with knowing that he was the toughest and roughest kid at the party. Also, because Johno went past his boundaries as a fourteen year old boy who thought a foot was a mile sarcastically. Standing up for himself and his sister, he though drastically about what he’d do if Mark stood up towards him and he didn’t step down. Why was pain an issue for doing the right thing and why was doing the wrong thing considered doing the right thing? Thankfully for Johno, this painful image of his wasn’t going to happen. Instead, Mark stood up like a man and apologized for what he said. He didn’t intend on losing another one of his friends for something so childish. Later that night, around 1:30 a.m, Mark made an announcement. Now, he wished he never said it, but what he didn’t intend on doing, happened. With everybody watching Mark, he said the most regrettable couple of words that could never be taken back. With much regret now, he stated, “To everyone out here, this is one great party believe it or not. But there’s one special person I would like to talk about tonight. That persons name is... um... Jac, M, Jackly, Macklyn. Yeah, Macklyn is the person I want to talk about. I want you to know that she kisses like a twister when her tounge moves throughout my mouth. Jacklyn, you made me happy, but I can get better. You’re a page turner. You make me want to close the book on our relationship together. So I did. Even though you did,.technically. But I moved on. I’ve got such fine girls begging me to pull my pants down now. You only wish that you could do that again. Oh yeah, that’s right. You never did because of how much a dirty little whore you were.” Jackie thought of herself as the most disgusting person in the world. Not to mention how embarrassed she was from what he said about her in front of everybody. In her own defense, she yelled out, “The hell with you. At least I didn’t get myself pregnant! Puzzled faces were seen and no other kind Mark however laughed. Without thinking about what she said, he was thinking to himself about why everybody’s faces were all but happy. Questioning the rest, he finally found out about what everyone was puzzled about. He was speechless. Nothing came out of his mouth. The next morning, Mark completely understood what Jackie was saying. As he came downstairs to eat breakfast that day, mothers intuition told her that something was wrong with him. She questioned him and he responded the same thing as always. He was in denial again for the 10th or 11th time in a row. I couldn’t believe that he would be so independent even though his family was at his side like always. What was wrong with him? What is so bad they it would disgrace the family and everything connected to it? About an hour after he got up, he blasted out the door with no note of where he was. No trace was found of him. Mom called all of the friends that she knew, but that wasn’t good enough. For all that we knew, these weren’t even his friends anymore, nor they probably weren’t all of his friends to begin with. That was the worst part. Mark could’ve been anywhere in the world. “He was probably with that old rotten girlfriend of his, Jackie!” suggested Mom. “I’ll get him back, I will!” she insisted. With no hesitation, mom barged to Jackie’s house with no interruptions and nothing had better got in her way. And at the best time, the best thing showed up right in front of her. As the hooves on her feet pounced with fury on the ground, there was only one thing that would in fact stand in her way. The problem was that we didn’t know what it was so maybe there really wasn’t anything that would stand in her way. Or maybe there was. Back at Jackie’s, the truth of something false was heard. Mark heard anything and everything that he needed too. Soon after, Mark felt used and embarrassed and Jackie felt victorious about her accomplishment to make Mark feel like a worthless piece of gunk. He hadn’t known what it was like to be treated by your lover like they were a piece of gunk. And to him, it wasn’t the nicest and most pleasant feeling that he wanted to feel. Especially at this time where she just lay all of this news on his. This was sure to let him know not to do this again and hurt any of the other people he comes to love in the future. Mark made himself a promise right there and then that this was in the past and wasn’t going to h happen again in the future. No it would not. As soon as they both got everything out in the open, suddenly it all just vanished li it got scared away and we got to find out what for. Crash! The door flew open like it would in a cartoon. After mom grabbed Mark out of the house he could barely stand from how hard she was dragging him from curb to curb and back home. Soon after, Mark had left the house unsuspectedly without anybody noticing that he was gone. He had great skill to be able to do what he had done without anybody catching him. When mom had finally noticed that he was gone, she threw a tantrum. One after another, voices were shouting across the room with no notice about what was being said to each other. Finally, someone took a stand and stopped the madness. “Quiet!” “Quiet!” “Enough!” “I’m so sick of this horsing around. It’s so childish! Now the only way that we’re going to find him is if we trace his steps to the most reasonable place that he would go to.” As everyone stood thinking, one person got an idea. It was Amanda. Even though she wasn’t school smart, she knew what street smart meant and it was her specialty. The streets were like memorizing her multiplication table but with more multiplication to remember. She had a radar of streets from Moorestown to all over New Jersey. That was unlikely, but true. She gave us a full report about the streets that Mark had traveled on within the past week. Boy, there were a lot of streets that he was on.
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