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[anastasiaskarsgard]

X marks the spot

Part 4

-Brooke POV

Mid summer

I am not wearing matching bra and panties! I am wearing a nude bra and neon black and pink , with hearts, boy shorts. I am not prepared for this.

I hope he has condoms. He must. He is like king of the fuckboys. I bet he has one of those fishbowls with different flavors of condoms. What am I doing? I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Mark asked.

Oh god was I just sitting here laughing like a weirdo? Smooth Brooke. Smooth. “I’m just laughing at how drastically everything has changed in like 3 hours. I got wasted with your stalker, and then she assaulted us. you saved me from her, and I have her shoe and her man.” I snapped my fingers sassily. “And now you’re going to show me why all these bitches are trippin over you, and fuck me into oblivion.”

“Oblivion?”

“OBLIVION MARK! Did I fucking stutter?!” I covered my mouth. I looked over at him, and to my surprise he was laughing.

“You’re fucking face when you said oblivion. Omg baby, you’re the most amazing, adorable girl I’ve ever met.” He stopped at a red light and leaned over the center console and gently pulled my face over and gave me the sweetest gentlest kiss.

I couldn’t help but smile and he did too. We laughed at ourselves and reluctantly pulled apart when the light turned green.

This boy was good. If I didn’t know any better I’d think he was really into me, but guys like Mark are just good at making girls feel special. He knew just what to do and say, to get in my pants. Then I’d never hear from him again, but I didn’t care. He was so hot. This was happening. Sarah wouldn’t be that mad for nothing.

We pulled up in front of an adorable cottage style home, with a large fenced in yard. There were giant rose bushes crawling up covering the front porch, and there was even a porch swing.

“Shut the front door! Mark you have a porch swing?”

“It came with the house.” He blushed.

“I’m gonna pretend you just said you went and bought it for when I came over to drink sweet tea and sing songs about sad people.”

“You caught me.” He quipped as he hopped out and opened the door for me. He took my hand to make sure I was steady and then brought me in for a deep kiss. His hands were at each side of my face and then he stopped and looked at me. His smile was infectious. “I’m so happy you’re here. You are so fucking beautiful.”

“Ditto. This is pretty PDA. I thought you were anti labels and PDA.”

“When did I say that?”

“On your Twitter.” I said before I could stop myself. I internally smacked myself.

“Did you creep my twitter? Now who’s a stalker?” He asked with a big shitty grin on his face.

“I wanted to know about you.” I said shyly.

He grabbed my hand and led me in the house. It was cleaner than I thought it’d be. Very comfortable and cosy actually. Still had the obligatory gigantic flat screen but besides that, it was very mature.

“Drink a water.” Mark said leading me in the kitchen and handing me a bottle of water from the fridge.

I drank the water all the way down, I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was. I smashed the bottle and shot it in the garbage can across the kitchen and made it. “She got game!” I said with a smirk.

I looked over at Mark and he was all serious. He pulled me over and looked at my face, and then pet my hair, as he held me, and looked me over. It was sweet but i wanted to get this show on the road.

I took my dress off in one swoop and stood before him in my mismatched ghetto glory. He hissed and let air slowly out of his mouth as he unclasped my bra and freed my breasts. He was so eager.

He picked me up and put me on the counter, as he started to kiss my breasts, licking and gently biting. I dug my fingers into his beautiful hair. I loved his hair. He worked his way down my stomach and peppered my thighs with kisses before gently nibbling at my pussy over my underwear.

He looked up at me with those big green eyes and for a moment I wished he really did genuinely like me. In a perfect world... what was I saying? I needed to keep emotions out of this.

“Take me to your bedroom. I want you inside me. I’ve been dreaming about it for so long. “ I whined.

Mark let out a low growl, as he stood up and wrapped my legs around his waist, carrying me to his room.

He gently placed me on the bed, and stripped down to only his boxers. He looked really great like this. Like really great. “Do you have a condom Mark?”

“Absolutely.”

“I don’t know what kind of lethal ass crotch crickets you got haunting your undies.”

“Really? Crotch crickets? Are those like crabs?”

“No they’re like tiny samurai fighters that protect you from STDs.” I said laughing at my own joke, as I made mock karate moves and noises.

“Wow. Are you sure you can make decisions right now to do it?”

I took my underwear off and shot them across the room by the elastic. I looked him in his eyes and stopped laughing, as I bit my bottom lip. I laid back spreading my legs a bit, so he had a full view of everything. I always have felt comfortable with my body, and I could see he was into me.

He whimpered and climbed on top of me kissing me aggressively. I loved his little whines and whimpers. He took his underwear off to reveal his much larger than I would have guessed cock. It was long like him, but girthy too.

All of a sudden I was a little nervous. That was a lot of dick. I bit my lip as he rolled the condom over his memeber. He looked into my eyes. “Are you ready pretty girl?”

I nodded my head, and smiled what I hope was confidently.

He rubbed his cock on my folds and gently pushed it inside me. I was very wet, but it was a snug fit. At first I felt like I was going to split in two, but gradually, it felt amazing.

I was shocked that he was being so gentle. I kinda figured him to be the type to just pound away. It felt so wonderful stretching around him as he slowly moved in and out of me.

“Are you ok?” He asked, scanning my face.

“Ya.” I moaned. I didn’t want him to stop. I was climbing steadily to my peak. His concern was somehow turning me on even more.

“You’re so fucking hot, I don’t know how long I’m going to last though.” He chuckled and then laid a slow tender kiss on my lips, still making firm thrusts. He was so tender.

He picked himself up on his haunches so he could see himself sliding in and out of me. He started to rub circles across my clit as he slowly went in and out. “Cum for me beautiful.”

“I don’t know if I can.” I said coyly. No guy has ever made me come but Mark was already farther ahead than anyone ever was.

He parted his beautiful lips and had the most determined look on his face. The way his fingers and cock were working together was getting me closer and closer to losing control.

“You are so fucking gorgeous. I’ll never get sick of seeing you like this. You’re perfect.” He said sincerely and that was it. Flashes of white, and the most intense orgasm I’d ever had, rolled through me.

I needed his kiss, so I grabbed him roughly by the hair and dragged him down into a passionate kiss. Still riding out my waves of pleasure, my pussy clinched down on him causing him to release as well. He moaned my name, as he got goosebumps all across his skin.

He flopped down next to me and pulled me into a cuddle. He looked at me through hooded lids and said dreamily “you make me so happy.”

I was so tired. “I’m sleepy.I’m going to snore and when I wake up I’ll go.” I responded.

“There’s no rush. You can stay over.” He said sweetly.

I nodded my head, but I knew when I woke up, I was going to have an Uber come. I was just so tired right now. I wasn’t going to think about what I just did, or get my hopes up. It would be way too easy to get caught up in the moment with Mark, and then I’d be another Sarah.

Guys like Mark don’t fall in love. They don’t need to settle on one girl, when they can have them all. As much as I’d love to believe that he could want a relationship with me, I was realistic. But right now, I was tired, and I was going to pretend.

I nuzzled into his chest and licked his nipple experimentally. I giggled and peered up at him. He was looking at me really weird.

Probably trying to think how to get rid of me. It kind of hurt to realize that this was probably the last time I’d see Mark. I shoved that thought down, and just shut my eyes. For now I could pretend he was mine.

My Mark.

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[anastasiaskarsgard]

X marks the spot

Part 1 - Mark POV

Before summer

Warnings: NSFW SMUT SEX CURSING DRUGS ALL OF IT.

I woke up with the worst headache of my life. I stretched out, trying to process what had happened last night. I didn’t see that coming, and The only thing good about it, is I’m alone in my bed.

Fuck. Sarah told me she loved me, and then I fucked her. Why am I such an idiot? I don’t fucking love her, I hardly like her for fucks sake!

Then I remembered the argument with my dad, and groaned. I gotta find a new place to live as well. I forced myself out of bed, and stumbled over to my dresser. I needed a shower to get Sarah off of me, and I needed to brush my teeth and —- oh my god. Sarah loves me.

“Do I hear movement in here?” Sarah called out from my living room.

Fuck! Sarah is still here!

I bolt in my bathroom, and close the door, locking it and turn on the shower. I need to think.

Fuck my life.

I hear the door rattle as Sarah tries to open the door, “Baby! Why is this door locked? Don’t you want company?”

This bitch is psycho, and I fucked her. Amazing job Einstein.“I’m trying to shit, shower and shave.”

“Oh..... Ok, I’ll leave you to it. I cleaned up your house, and I went to the grocery store and bought stuff to make you dinner.” She sang through the door.

“I don’t like talking through the bathroom door. Not trying to be a dick, and all that sounds great, just...”

“Oh, I’m sorry baby! I’ll be out here waiting lover.”

Baby? Lover? Oh hell no, fucking psycho. No shit she’s out there waiting. Fucking stalker. I fucking knew better than to fuck with her, but she’s so persistent.

I hopped in the shower and scrubbed myself down. I needed to get dressed, get my shit and get out, without her seeing me somehow.

I didn’t wanna face her so I decided I’d climb out the bathroom window,and go look at some places, and just deal with her later. my wallet and phone are by the bed, I can sneak out and grab them.

I carefully opened the bathroom door and peeked out. Room was empty! I quietly crept across the room and grabbed all the things I needed, and bolted back in the bathroom.

It was hard not to bust out laughing as I crawled out my own bathroom window, and I prayed my parents weren’t out back for some reason. My truck was parked up front, and I didn’t see Sarah’s car. If she left again, and I snuck out the window for nothing, than that’s even funnier. I felt ridiculous running away from her, but Sarah and I had a complicated relationship, and I did not want to face that now. I mean she wasnt that bad, I’m just not interested. I’ve told her as much, but she thinks I’m playing hard to get or some bullshit. Better to avoid her since there’s no reasoning with her.

Fuck I’m an idiot.

I always knew Sarah was a bad idea but everyone else thought I was crazy. My Dad even loves Sarah, and I’m not sure he loves me!!! He Thought she was a “nice girl” which is only cuz she comes from money.

The only people with more money than our family, was her parents and Sarah is their only child. Both her parents died in a plane crash when she was about eleven, so she was left in Nance’s care, (Ems late Mother). She’d taken her in as her own, closing up Sarah’s mansion, and moving her into her home.

After Nance was killed, Em couldn’t stand her house anymore, so Sarah moved them into her family’s old mansion up the road. They threw large parties with drugs, and booze, and just absolute chaos. I figured all the DeGenerate behavior helped everyone forget.

(FLASHBACK)

I avoided them all like the plague, until I heard they were having a going away party for Lily. I couldn’t think of a better reason to have a party, than celebrating that bitch leaving. I rolled up in therewith my boys, honestly expecting drama, but surprisingly was welcomed with open arms.... and legs. Too open.

They were all fucked up, rolling, and Sarah, Em, and Lily decided we should all fuck. I made it clear I still had no interest in anything to do with Lily, and stormed out. I didn’t know where my boys were that I’d ridden there with, but I lived close enough to walk.

I know I look like a pussy, running away from a foursome with three hot girls, but the way Lily turned out to be, was painful. She’d been my first everything, and although I could of been a better boyfriend, I NEVER cheated on her.

When that leak happened of everyone’s phones, i wasn’t even interested. I thought it was fucked up, until my boys sent me the pictures that we all knew were Lily. Then I sat there reading through all their messages, and realized that a lot of them were sent, when she was with me. I’m sitting there thinking I have my dream girl, and she’s sneaking off to the bathroom, sending pictures of her finger banging herself and shit. And not only that, she let him watch us fuck through the window when we were at a party. I’m eating her fucking pussy, and she’s texting the 37 year old married guy, that she babysat for, and had dinner with his wife and kid.

It was so fucked. And then, she wouldn’t fucking give me the common courtesy to tell me the truth. We all knew it was her! Yet she was gonna lie to my face. I’m ashamed how I handled it tho. I just wanted to expose her for the homewrecking whore that she was. I felt like an idiot, for turning down pussy left and right for two fucking years, just to find out I wasn’t shit to her.

“MARK!”

Fuck. I turned around, to find Sarah stumbling along in a bikini drinking from a bottle of Belvedere Vodka. “GO HOME SARAH!”

“NOT TILL I SUCK YOUR DICK MARK.”

Fuckkng classy. I swear I attract the craziest women. I couldn’t help but laugh at her. I spun around and jogged up to her. I pointed in the direction she came, “go home Sarah. You’re drunk.”

“You jealous?” She asked playfully.

“Actually yes,” I said as I grabbed the bottle out of her hand, and took a giant swig. I turned around, and headed back home, downing the vodka as I went. I figured a half bottle of vodka, would help me pass right out, and forget this whole night. I turned to walk down my long ass driveway when I heard something behind me.

“Mark! I’m not giving up till I at least get to see it. WHIP IT OUT!”

I turned around and grabbed Sarah by her arm, “do you want to wake up my parents? Shut the fuck up.” I whispered harshly.

“Show me it. Let me see.” She whispered.

“Why? Where’s your homies? Why are you following me?” I was at my wits end with this shit.

“I don’t feel so good,” she started to wobble and almost fell.

I reached out and caught her just in time before she fell to the ground. She was out cold. I couldn’t leave her on the ground, and I wasn’t carrying her all the way home. I was too drunk to drive.

Shit.

I carried her to the guest house I lived in behind our mansion, and deposited her on the couch. I got a drink and then passed out on my bed. I was woken up by her snuggling up to me, but I was too tired to care.

I told her nothing happened since we woke up still dressed, but she was determined to suck my dick, and a man can only resist a hot girl so long. And that’s how whatever it was we had, started.

She gave the most incredible fucking head I ever got too. It’s like she loved my dick. Swear to God. She’d fucking fall asleep nuzzled up to my dick, and wake up and suck it again. It was amazing, but I didn’t like her beyond a friend, that was fun to fuck around with. I thought we were on the same page...... until New Years.

Her parents died on their way to party in New York, on New Years, so it was understandably a rough time for Sarah. She called me hysterical, and I couldn’t understand her, so I went to her house. She was home alone, out of her mind, on god knows what. I asked her where her partner in crime was, and she told me that Em had ODed on some bad shit, and was going to be ok, but was in a facility. She didn’t want to be around any people except for me. I should have read between the lines there, but I didn’t, and we hung out playing video games all night, watching movies and it was actually a great night. She was really a cool girl, and we’d been homies since elementary, I just didn’t like like her.

The next morning, when we were both sober, she tried to fuck me with no condom, which is a big no from me. I always use a condom, and she knew that. She was extremely aggressive about it, and when I refused, she flipped out on me. We got in this huge argument, and both said horrible things, and I swore that was the end of Sarah and I.

She called and texted all the time, but I never responded. She even sent me flowers and balloons, as well as showed up places I was at. I would just leave. I promised myself, I’d stay away from that whole clique.

I’d kept my word too and stayed away from her till this morning. I got home, and she was waiting on me on our porch. It was pretty tense between my Dad and I, and I didn’t need more ammo for him. I didn’t want him to think something was going on between us, so I told her to go wait in my house, while I talked to my parents real quick.

Dad and I had a knock down, drag out screaming match, and I completely forgot about Sarah.

I needed to get my own place, out from under their thumb. I knew they’d be pissed, but they’d get over it. I jumped in my truck and headed to 711 for a Big Gulp. I knew the owner had a home for rent, that had a big yard, to hold all my equipment for my business. We chatted, and he was all for me moving in. He wanted to give me the tour in a few hours, so I decided to find something to do in the area.

I checked my phone, and there were like 40 messages from Sarah and another 29 from my mom. Well I wasn’t going to go home for sure now. Had that bitch actually told my mother?

There was another message from a new number, that was a woman that wanted to sell a house she’d inherited. She stated the yard needed to be fixed up, and the upstairs required attention.

I called her back, and she gave me the address which turned out to be really close. She said she’d be there all day, so I said I’d come right over and give her some estimates.

I almost threw up when I realized the house I was pulling up to. It was Nick Mathers house of horrors. Nick had killed his wife and child and then been murdered by someone himself. It had reportedly been a super gory, bloody scene that the news said was the worst thing the police ever saw.

I stopped in front, and tried to decide if I was going to help, or just go. I put my truck into drive, and nearly drove away, but then I saw her.

The most beautiful girl I’d ever seen, came bouncing down the porch steps, waving gleefully at me. She had a banging body, and gorgeous face, with really long hair. She was seriously the closest to love at first sight, I think is possible. Not love, but lust for sure.

I got out of my truck as she ran up to me and surprised me with a big hug. I awkwardly hugged her back, and hoped my face wasn’t as red as it felt. She hopped back happily and I just stared at her like an idiot.

“Hi! I’m Brooke! I called you about the yard. This was my sisters' house, and we wanna get rid of it so I was hoping you can jazz it up please?” She was more gorgeous close-up, and something about her was just so adorable. She looked like she was trying not to cry, even though she was smiling I realized.

“Are you ok?” I asked her with genuine concern.

She looked up at me with big tears in her eyes and shook her head and went in for another hug. I held her as she sobbed into my chest, petting her hair and telling her to get it all out.

She giggled the cutest giggle I’d ever heard and for the first time in years, I felt the butterflies in my stomach, and was determined to make her mine.

“I must seem crazy.” She said.

“No, not at all! I'm familiar with what happened here, and I’m sorry about what happened to your sister and her daughter. I’d love to help you get this house all ready to sell. I can do more than landscaping too. Any house stuff or paint or whatever, I’m pretty handy.” I reassured her. I didn’t even care if she paid me, I just wanted to get to know her. “My name is Mark and I’m at your service. You really shouldn’t be doing this alone. You’re not staying here are you?”

“No. I am starting school after the summer, so I got an apartment by the campus, and figured I’d sell the house before school begins. Hopefully.” She said looking up at me.

“Well considering the house was in the news a lot and is kinda famous, I suggest we paint it another color and change the landscaping completely, so it’s not that house.”

“Won’t that be expensive.”

“No it’s not too bad, I know a guy.” I winked.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” She asked suspiciously.

“Well it seems pretty fucked up you’re doing this alone, and I’m a gentleman.” I told her. I’d leave out the love at first sight stuff for now.

“That’s the truth? You’re not like a gorgeous, charming serial killer? No offense, but guys that look like you, are never nice.”

“I think you give me more credit than I deserve. You’re one of the most gorgeous girls I’ve ever seen.”

She blushed and smiled brightly. “Funny. I was just thinking the same about you.”

Now I was blushing. I could feel it. I tried to play it off with a joke, “I’m not a very pretty girl. I’m a bit on the big side.”

“Omg Mark, are you blushing?” She squealed, reaching up and placing her hand tenderly on my cheek. I wasn’t used to such affectionate familiarity, but it didn’t make me uncomfortable like it normally would.

She kept her hand on my face as she stared into my eyes and I couldn’t look away. We stood there, quite awhile, till I broke the silence. “Ok. Let’s not be awkward. I’m not used to people telling me I’m pretty. Sorry. Now, where do i start?”

“Well, how much do you cost and what do we need to get and...”

“I’m not gonna charge you labor. I wouldn’t feel right about that. You just buy materials and I’ll help you.” I interrupted her.

Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open,”What? That’s crazy!”

“No, what’s crazy is what happened to your family here. The least I can do is help.” I insisted. It really was horrible.

“Wow, Mark. You’re my new favorite person.” She smiled up at me through her lashes.

It took all I had in me not to grab her and kiss her right there. I wasn’t going to fuck this up tho and scare her. I was going to help her, and get to know her, and wait for her to make a move. I liked her way too much already. I’d never felt this way about a girl right off the bat. Not even Lily. Definitely not Sarah.

Shit. Sarah.

I’ll deal with that later, that’s future me’s problem. Right now, all I cared about was right here in front of me.

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[anastasiaskarsgard]

X marks the spot

Part 5

Mark POV

Midsummer

Warning: little bit of cussing and bullying behavior.

A/n: if you need the earlier chapters search #xmarksthespot2k19. This is the story of Mark after high school. Lots of other people from movie mentioned. Is he a good guy after all, or do old habits rear their ugly head?

I just fucked Brooke. I just fucked Brooke. Oh my fuck.

I looked down at Brooke’s peaceful face, and naked body, and could feel myself getting hard again. She’s so fucking hot. And I fucked her.

It’s not just sex tho. I’ve fucked tons of broads, but this felt different. I could lay here forever with only Brooke, and be so happy.

What the fuck am I going to do? How do I make her my girlfriend? Will she be my girlfriend? The thought of her with another guy makes me see red. I gotta make it just us.

Even when things were perfect with Lily, it was never about us; it was about everyone. The parties, the drama, going out, getting wasted, fighting and fucking, but never really about us.

At least not for me.

The only time I ever wanted to be stuck with just lily was when we were going to fuck around, but after that, we’d return to our friends. We never hung out as just the two of us. We never had conversations really, unless they were arguments.

I probably could of handled Lily better, but fuck her for real. Not only was she cheating on me, with some guy twice her age, she let him watch us fuck! Oh and let’s not forget that the guy was married AND she was friends with the family.

When Sarah sent me the text conversations between Lily and Nick, and pointed out the dates and times, I felt like I was gonna be sick. I mean she was with me most of them. All those phone calls from “her mom”, or multiple bathroom breaks were just her being a whore. I can’t believe I went down on her. I fucking hate that bitch.

I really like Brooke though. I don’t want her to know about all that bs. There’s enough bs with Sarah, I don’t want her finding shit about Lily. She already said she looked at Twitter.

I grabbed my phone and went on every account that video was posted and I deleted it. I even went through and deleted anything about it. Any comments, jokes, etc. were deleted. Just as I felt secure I’d gotten all of it, Brooke started to talk in her sleep.

“But I want berry waffles...” she mumbled. “You look like a turkey man.”

I can’t stand how fucking cute she is. I feel totally like a psycho right now, but I’m obsessed with everything about her. The way she laughs and smiles. Her long hair, long legs and cute feet. How she covers her mouth when she eats, and even how she acts when she’s drunk. And oh my fuck, the sounds she makes when I fuck her. I cannot think about that or I’m gonna have to wake her up.

Its rather funny that I’ve never really tried to keep a girl around. I usually try to get rid of them, but here I was freaking myself out over this one. I closed my eyes and finally let sleep take me, sure I’d wake up if she tried to get up. I feel so good with her in my arms. It’s been a long time since I could say, I’m happy. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t stop smiling.

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When I woke up, it was dark, and I was alone. I leaped out of bed, threw shorts on, and went to find Brooke.

I couldn’t believe how panicked I was she had gotten away from me. I thought I would wake up when I felt her move but I must of been more tired than I thought.

I look in the bathroom, living room and kitchen but no Brooke. I feel a lump in my throat and wanna punch somebody in the face. I am not about to cry over some bitch.

But that’s just it, Brooke isn’t some bitch. I sank in my recliner and put my head in my hands. I had to get ahold of myself. I was being ridiculous.

I tried to calm myself before I walked back into my bedroom. Wow. The one time I wanted a girl to stay, she snuck out.

I missed her already. Who did she think she was? I checked my phone, and there were tons of messages from everybody under the sun. Everyone but Brooke.

Apparently there was a rager at Diamonds place. He and Bex split up, so he was trying to be straight again, which seemed pointless to me. Honestly, it made no difference to me who he fucked. I hit him up on FaceTime, and it was in full swing, so I decided to stop by to distract myself from obsessing over Brooke.

I threw on clothes and headed over to Diamonds house. There was a black Prius idling out front with no one in it, but when I walked around the front, there was an Uber sticker, so I just disregarded it and went inside.

It was packed with people, and there were several girls id gotten with before giving me the eye. Sorry ladies, not interested. My baby is probably at home taking a bath or telling her best girlfriend about me. I need to just feel confident in myself.

It’s not like she’s out partying which made me realize that I was. I will just have a beer and go home and call her. I said what’s up to a few people, and I made my way over to the bar. Then I stopped so abruptly, the kid behind me slammed into me.

”wow bro, my bad!” he exclaimed, eyes wide hoping I wasn't pissed.

”No worries player.” I said distractedly.

Brooke was standing there next to some girl I’d never seen, talking to some fucking douchebag. It took every bit of self-control I had, not to make a scene. I wanted to beat his ass, and grab her by her fucking hair and drag her out of there.

Who the fuck does she think she is? Fucks me and then sneaks out to a fucking party? I was so mad; I could barely see straight. Mad doesn’t even come close to what the fuck I’m feeling. She wants to play games? We shall see.

I spotted three girls to my right, that were pointing at me and giggling. They were not as hot as Brooke, but they'd work. I smiled, and they all laughed and whispered to one another as I walked over. Easy prey.

“Hey, I’m Mark,” I flirted, winking at them.

“We know who you are!” The short blonde one said. “I’m Tammy, and this is My cousin Kelly, and this is her exchange student Kimmy, from Japan. She wants to know how tall you are.”

“I’m 6’4.” I said standing up straight.

They all squeaked, and giggled, showering praise on me till their demeanor suddenly changed. I looked at where they were glaring and turned around to find Brooke.

“Hi, Mark. I thought you’d be too tired to come out. Who are your friends?” She asked all cutesy. I’m not gonna give in to her. She needs to be put in her fucking place. Fuck me and leave? No.

“Oh hey girls, this is one of my clients, Brooke. I just helped her with a home renovation to get her house sold. If any of you ladies need any help around the house or yard, gimme a call.” I said as flirty as I could manage and winked at them, as I breezed past Brooke, on the way to the bar. Brooke didnt follow me; she was still talking to the girls, who were now being 100 times nicer since they thought I had just blown her off. I kept track of her in the corner of my eye, and noticed she looked at me a lot. She wasn’t smooth at all.

I finished my beer, and decided to slip out and give Brooke a taste of her own medicine. As much as I wanted to guard her and hold her in my arms all night, I had to play it cool. I have never had a problem getting a girl, and I’m not starting now with the one I give a fuck about.

To be safe, I went and found the douchebag Brooke was talking to earlier. He was still standing with the same, strange girl.

“Hey bud, can I talk to you real quick?”

He looked nervously at the girl and then back to me before asking if there was a problem.

“Oh no! We’re buddies I thought, I just wanted to talk to ya about something, a lady shouldn’t hear.” I lied, winking at the girl who started blushing and looking at her feet. How does Brooke know these lame ass nerds?

“Ok, I’ll be right back, Jane. After you, my man.” He chirped.

I walked out in the garage and as soon as the door closed, I turned and grabbed the guy by his shirt, getting mere inches from his face.

“Wow, bro! What’s up I thought we were cool!” The guy said shakily, as he looked at all the exits and back to me.

“Well, that all depends on you Bro. How do you know Brooke?” I growled.

“She’s Janes friend, I could get you an introduction if you want. She’s not seeing anyone.”

I punched the wall next to the guys head, putting a hole in the drywall and shocking both of us with the sudden outburst of rage. This guy was fucking terrified, so I took it down a notch, loosened my grip and asked, “She said that?” I was trying to hide how much this revelation hurt me.

“She said she needs to drop some fuckboy that she’s getting too caught up with and needs a nice guy. I can tell her you’re nice.” He volunteered.

I released him and took a step back. So she thought I was a fucking fuckboy? But a fuckboy that she is getting caught up with... hmm. Shit, I could work with that.

“Brooke is mine, got it?”

He nodded his head overzealously. “I get it, bro, hands off.”

“I gotta leave, but I’m trusting you to make sure no dudes get too friendly with her. If you see anyone talking to her, pull them aside and let them know Mark is already in that, and I don’t fucking share. And don’t do anything stupid like tell the girls, cuz I’d like to like you, and not break your fucking face.”

“Got it! Loud and clear!” He said with his eyes wide, and sweat dripping down his forehead.

“Good. I’m leaving, but I always got eyes on so don’t fuck this up.” I patted him on the back a bit too hard and exited out the garage side door.

The Prius was still out front idling. In my younger days, I’d have jacked it and done stupid shit in it till the wheels fell off, but I was past that.

Suddenly, It occurred to me that one of the people with Brooke must be her Uber Driver. I checked to make sure no one was out front, and I walked over to the driver door took its keys. I double checked no one was paying attention and slipped the keys in my pocket, before jumping in my truck and driving off.

It only took 10 minutes for the text to come

Brooke: Wow thanks for saying goodbye asshole

Me: I didn’t think you cared

Brooke: what the fuck is that supposed to mean???

Me: well you didn’t say bye at my house, so I just thought that’s how you do things.

Brooke: I’m not going to do this with you Mark

Me: do what?

Me: hello?

Me: earth to Brooke

Me:...

Shit, I didn’t see this coming. Was she really going to ignore me? Like hell she was. I flipped my truck around and raced back to Diamonds, just in time to see Jane crying by her Prius. Brooke was comforting her and she looked so fucking hot. All my lousy mood disappeared, and now I just wanted to be her knight in shining armor.

I pulled up to them and rolled down my window.

“What’s going on guys?” I asked.

“Someone stole the keys to her car, and her spare set is all the way across town at her house, but no one is sober or willing to take her to get them.” Brooke steamed.

“Well, lucky for you, your knight in shining armor got his cigarettes and is back to drive you, ladies, wherever you need to go,” I smiled.

Brooke’s face lit up, and she led Jane in my truck bouncy and happy. They fucked with my radio, and squealed and giggled about a bunch of shit I didn’t care about, but I WAS happy she was with me and I got to be the hero. (Even though I caused the problem, and had the keys in my pocket.)

“Mark, I want to apologize to you,” Jane said out of nowhere.

“Why? you don’t live that far.”

“Actually I told Brooke to be cautious about you, because you’re a selfish womanizer, and every girl that gives you the time of day, gets her heart broken. Now maybe it’s all bad reputation, because I mean, you helped her with the house, saved her earlier today, and now you’re saving us!”

I looked at Brooke, and her eyes were wide as she turned eight shades of red. Was she embarrassed by me?

“Well I just have a bad rep, I’m not that cool. I just have made the error of trusting girls, that had their fun with me, and then told everyone about it, or even lie about it. At the end of the day though, I’m just chilling by myself.” I was really gonna lay it on thick with these two.

“I can see that now. Rumors are so unfair, and I wanna tell you to give him a chance now Brooke.” She said, taking both of Brooke’s hands in hers.

Brooke smiled at Jane. Jane was my new favorite person.

I pulled up to Janes’ and she hopped out and ran in, while we waited in the car.

“So you’re ashamed of me?” I couldn’t hold it in, I had to ask her.

She was fidgeting, and staring at her lap. I couldn’t see what was up with her face since her curtain of hair was blocking it. I waited for a response, but when nothing came, I unbuckled her seatbelt and grabbed her, pulling her onto my lap. She didn’t even try to fight me, just let me drag her over. She still wasn’t looking at me, so I tipped her chin up to meet her eyes.

“Hey,” I said.

She tried to look away, but I didn’t let her.

“If you need to take things slow and just wanna be my friend that’s ok. I am gonna be here for you, no matter what.”

“I like you too much Mark, and I’m not a fuck buddy type.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. I knew Brooke was a good girl. I didn’t know what to say, so I just hugged her and kissed her hair. I didn’t think it was possible to love her more, but I felt so much for this girl right now, I thought I’d burst. She fucking liked me too.

“Thank you,” I said finally.

“For what dork?” She giggled.

“For taking me seriously. For giving me a chance to be your boyfriend.”

“ I think friendship is what we should focus on now, and maybe relationship someday.”

Although her words hurt, she was mine and if she wanted to call it friends, fine. We could label it whatever she wanted.

“Friends that maybe kiss sometimes?” I asked, gently kissing her lips and then pressing my forehead to hers.

“And other stuff,” she said as she rubbed against me. “Seems you’re kinda excited to see me.”

“Well ya, you’re on my lap. What do you expect?” I could feel myself blushing. She made me so nervous, it’s crazy. I’m not shy, but with her...

“Wanna come over to my place tonight?” She asked as she bit that damn bottom lip.

“Absolutely.”

Jane got back in the truck, “good job Brooke! I’m so happy you’re giving him a shot.”

Jane is my new best friend.

The girls sang along and had a blast on the way back to the car. I ran in and got them drinks at a convenience store, so I could throw away janes keys before Brooke finds them.

We dropped off Jane and headed to Brooke’s apartment, and I was so happy it was disgusting. In the back of my mind, there was this voice telling me I had to do whatever I had to, to keep her. She was gorgeous, and I couldn’t be the only one that noticed.

This was very confusing and stressful. I’d never fucking cared if I ever saw a girl again, so I didn’t put much thought into making them stick around. This was new for me, and to be honest, I wasn’t fucking enjoying it. Relationships, feelings, and girls are all just nightmares, but it was too late. I might even already love her, and there was no talking me out of it.

Not even when I was doing the talking.

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X Marks the Spot

PART 9

Mark POV

Present day

I was so fucking pissed at Lily I could hardly see straight. After fucking Brooke at Bex party, we’d left and gone to my house. She fell asleep right away, but I was still just as pissed, if not more so as I was when I walked in and saw lily trying to be a fucking hater.

I remembered my phone had died, so I grabbed it and plugged it in. As soon as it turned on it started getting message after message. Thank god I set it to silent earlier. Lily, Sarah and Bex were blowing me up the most, and there were a few of my boys messaging me too. I opened diamonds message

Diamond: yooooo

D: mark

D: mark

D: MARK!!!!!!

D: motherfucker answer

D: bro it’s an emergency

D: yo 911

I better message this fool back first.

Mark: what up player?

D: fuck man I just talked to Bex and she told me that you been fucking Sarah and now Lily knows.

M: I can give a fuck. I’m done with all those bitches.

D: that’s not all

M: ok????!?

D: Sarah heard about you yelling about loving your girlfriend and acting like a pussy whipped little bitch and went off the deep end. Like punching herself in the face and shit.

M: good looking out bro.

D:I always got your back fool. You gotta stop fucking crazy bitches.

M: I could say the same to you. Haha haha!

D:😐

M: you know I love you motherfucker. Shit.

D: 🤠

I looked thru my messages and opened Lily next.

Whore (Lily): wow she's so fucking pretty

W: I know you see me

W: don't think I won't swim right up 2 u 2

W: fuck u fuck u fuck u

W: what happened 2 us?

W: I can't stand watching u w her

W: u wanna fuck later? I won't tell... 😇

W: threesome? I could share u

W: I can't believe u fucked MY BEST FRIENDS

W: u r GONNA PAY

W: so is your little whore

I was totally unaffected by her messages until that last one, causing me to see red. If they dared to even look at Brooke funny, theyd find out real quick that I wouldn't tolerate anyone fucking with her.

I called Lily back and she sent me to voicemail. Almost immediately I got a message from her;

Whore: send nudes😋😘🍆❤️💋🔥💥🦴

Mark: keep my girlfriends name out of your fucking whore mouths and minds!!! 😠😤🤬

W: Sarah wants 2 know, if you'd like 2b buried or cremated. We r planning ur party 4 ur funeral and its gonna b lit.

M: whatever.

W: we aren't actually gonna kill u, just symbolically. We r going 2?have like a real wake in ur honor at her mansion. Ur invited.

M: pass

W: there's other ways 2 make u come

I laid my phone down and crawled back in bed with Brooke. Everything seemed like it was gonna be ok, when I looked at her face. I hoped she meant what she said about loving me. I knew we were in for some type of bullshit from my crazy ass ex and her posse but I prayed they directed all the hate on me and left Brooke out of it.

As long as I don't lose her, I don't care what happens. I'd never felt so protective of a girl. I knew I had to keep it in check tho cuz she made me so fucking jealous but that was my issue I got from Lilys bullshit.

Just then, the sound of broken glass and a heavy thud, made Brooke stir. I shooshed Brooke and assured her all was fine, before slipping out of bed, and grabbing my baseball bat, from my closet. I walked in the living room to find a brick in the middle of the floor that had a name painted on each side of it. One side said Mark, the next said Sarah, then Lily, and finally Em. The ends each said 4 ever.

I had to admit, they didn't half ass shit. I walked outside and just as I suspected, there wasn't a single soul. I turned around to go back in the house, when I felt a sudden stinging sensation in my back, followed by darkness... Then total loss of consciousness.

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X MARKS THE SPOT

Part 2- MARK POV

Beginning of summer

WARNING: NSFW 18+ smut cursing all of it.

The house was in surprisingly good shape. Brooke walked me through, giving me a quick tour. She had just arrived not too long before I’d arrived, so she hadn’t gone upstairs yet. She had been warned that it was pretty gross.

“Well I’ll run up and check it out, and let you know if it’s safe to come up,” she said with false confidence, but I could see her lower lip quaking.

“Wait.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her back. “No one has been up there since the shit show right?”

She bit her lip nervously and shook her head no.

“Fuck. Let me go up first and check it out and then I’ll let you know if it’s ok. It wasn’t my family, so it might be easier on me to see.” I did not want to go up there, but I couldn’t let her go up there. Maybe there was nothing, but if there was...

“Mark it’s fine, I’m sure they cleaned up” she said optimistically.

“There’s no gentle way to say this. Police only remove the bodies. Everything else is left behind. If they had home insurance, you could of had a biohazard team, but it’s been 2 years so we are now the biohazard team. Wait here.”

She nodded her head and then kissed me on the cheek. “You’re my hero Mark.”

You’d think she just said I won the lottery or some shit because That little kiss made my spirits soar. I felt Like a giggly school girl, as I walked up the stairs.

Before I even reached the top I could see blood all over the walls. When I reached the top, I glanced in the bathroom and it was a fucking horror show. The whole bathroom was covered in blood. The shower curtain, sink, walls, shower. it was gnarly.

“Do NOT come up here Brooke.” I yelled downstairs. She couldn’t see this.

I glanced in the other rooms, and thankfully, they all looked okay. But then I came to a door that was closed. I tentatively pushed it open, yet nothing could of prepared me for what I saw. My stomach flipped, and I threw up right there, at the foot of a little girls bed, with a princess butterfly canopy... covered in blood. There were bloody footprints on the floor and Just the thought of a little girl falling victim to whatever happened here, literally made me sick. Then I heard a gasp behind me. I turned around to find Brooke, with a horror stricken look on her face.

“Oh my God” Brooke cried out.

“Brooke, I told you not to come up here. Dammit.” I looked at her and she did not look ok at all.

She was shaking, wide eyed. I walked straight over to her and picked her up so I could carry her downstairs. She nuzzled into me, still shaking but she’d closed her eyes. I could see tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes, and I think she nodded off. She went limp for a moment, and it didn’t feel right.

I looked down at her face, trying to figure out if she was conscious or closing her eyes. I couldn’t get over the way her little nose looked so fragile and delicate in contrast with her full, pillowy lips that had a natural deep pink color. Her large eyes had the longest lashes, and her eyebrows were perfectly arched. I couldn’t see a single blemish, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing any make up.

Am I really checking her out right now?

I walked into the living room and went to lay her on the couch, but she held tight “sit with me a minute. Please?”

She looked up at me with those bright blue eyes and I knew I was done for. I sat down, still holding her in a bridal hold. She sat up and straddled me, so I wrapped my arms around her. This was seriously beyond unprofessional but I didn’t care.

I don’t think she was aware of how her position on me, felt. I had to think of the bathroom and the little canopy, so I didn’t get a hard. I really had to focus, because every move she made, was multiplied in my dicks mind. We sat like that for several minutes, until she finally pulled back and looked me in the eyes thoughtfully.

“Who’s Sarah?” She asked sweetly.

“Wait. What?” Where the fuck was this coming from? My heart was pumping faster at the shock of hearing her name.

“You left your phone on the table and it says you have 87 messages from Sarah. That’s pretty hardcore.” She raised an eyebrow at me. “Girlfriend?”

“Nope. No girlfriends for me.” Just a psycho best friend of my ex that can’t take a hint.

“Is that so?” She didn’t look like she believed me.

“Scouts honor.” I said, making my best effort at a salute.

“Mark?”

“Brooke?”

“I’m sorry I’m such a fucking psycho today.” She almost whispered.

“No worries. It’s a stressful situation. Girls straddle me all the time anyway.”

“So humble.” She giggled and then got off of me.

I wasn’t going to be able to be good much longer, so I was thankful she got up.

“I’m gonna write you a list and you run it down to Starr Nursery and tell them it’s for me and to have it all ready to go in the morning. I’m gonna stay here and tackle upstairs. Don’t argue with me. It’s not up for discussion.” I said with authority.

I walked in the kitchen, wrote the list and handed it to her.

“I can’t thank you enough Mark. You are honestly the nicest person I’ve ever met.”

“Well then you haven’t met many people. “ I cracked and headed upstairs to face the horrors above.

It took a couple hours to rip everything out, and wipe it all down, but by the time I was done, there wasn’t a speck of blood. It was all over me though, so I needed to take the load to the dump and dispose of these clothes. I was hoping to miss Brooke, but as I was heading downstairs, I heard her come in.

“Hey I gotta go get cleaned up before I go look at this house so I’ll just be back in the morning.” I called out and then hurried to my truck before she saw me

“Mark!” She jogged out after me.

“Stay back! I don’t want you to see me ok?” I said as I climbed in my truck.

She looked pretty awkward, but just looked down and smiled. “Ok. Thank you.”

“Yep.” I said as I pulled away.

Yep? What the fuck was that?

Oh fuck. Sarah. God I hope she is gone.

I decided to swing by the dump and drop my load before going to my house. Sarah wasn’t going to wait all day, right? She had to take a hint by now. . I cautiously rolled up to my house, a little after 5 and was relieved her car wasn’t there.

I drove past the main house, and parked in front of the gate. I didn’t have time to chat, so I jogged to my little house, and ran inside. It was all dark inside so I was certain I was alone.

I sighed in relief, as I took my shorts off and threw them in the trash. I threw the shirt, socks and shoes away too, and was left completely nude. I made my way into my room for a quick shower when I heard movement.

“Well I was pissed at you, but shit I think I forgive you now.” Sarah’s voice came out of the dark.

“Sarah! What the fuck are you doing in the dark, in my fucking house?” I snapped the light on and she was all cozy in my bed. Hair all messy wearing hello kitty pajamas.

“I was taking a nap waiting on my best friend, that got scared of his feelings, and ran away. I knew if you loved me, you’d return.” She said as she crawled across the bed like a feline.

I decided against stating the obvious fact, that I was going to return to my house, no matter what my feelings for her were, “Sarah I gotta go meet a guy about a house, I gotta shower and go.”

She dropped down on her knees in front of me and grabbed my limp cock. A few ministrations from her mouth, and my cock betrayed me for his favorite mouth.

Dammit. Well this is the last time.

I wasn’t worried about her getting off, just me. Maybe if I was selfish, she’d get mad. I decided to be extra rough, shoving my cock down her throat, gagging her several times. It didn’t take long before I blew a load down her throat, and hopped in the shower, without saying a word to her. Hopefully she’d get mad and go. No such luck.

“Mark, I talked to your mom about your fight with your Dad, over lunch today. You know you could just move in with me. You could even have your own room and everything. Heck, you could have a whole section to yourself, if you don’t wanna share my room with me.”

“I appreciate that Sarah, but I need to prove to my Dad I can take care of myself.” I lied.

Honestly, I had already considered this. Sarah was extremely wealthy with all her parents left her, and she was in love with me. She was pretty, and we got along, but I knew I’d be using her. I just didn’t feel right about it.

Sarah stepped in the shower fully nude and she really had a hot body. “Hey. Can you wash my back before you go?” She asked seductively.

I grabbed a bar of soap, and spun her around lathering the soap all over her, as quickly as possible, trying not to get excited and get out, “all set.”

“What about my ass Mark?” She bent over in front of me:

For fucks sake, this girl.

I lathered up the soap, and ran my hands across her tight little ass, and felt my cock starting to betray me again. Sarah must have noticed too, cuz she stood up and pressed her ass against me and started to grind up against me. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts and made the most delicious little moans.

I guess it wouldn’t hurt to fuck her one last time, “ You want me to fuck you sarah?”

“Yes Daddy.” She moaned.

Oh so fucking freaky. How did she always get me here against my better judgement? Before this morning, i hadn’t felt that tight little pussy, but now i kept remembering how it clenched down on me, as she cummed all over my cock. “Ok fine. Fuck it, let’s get this over with. I need to grab a condom.”

“It’s ok. I’m on the pill.”

“But condoms protect against other stuff too”I reminded her.

“Well I haven’t been with anyone since I was tested before I started fooling around with you.” She replied.

Holy shit! That is not good. She’s been loyal to me all this time? No way. “Well I’ve never even been tested, so I’ll just go grab that condom.” I hopped out of the shower and grabbed a condom off the dresser. “Come out here sexy lady.”

Sarah stepped out, water glistening on her naked body. “What did you mean by get it over with?” She must of just realized what I said.

I was not gonna get blue balled, and I was sick of talking to her. I walked over, picked her up and smashed my lips against hers. I pushed her between me and the wall, and pushed my cock deep inside her. I kept kissing her, so she’d stay fucking quiet, as I mercilessly slammed into her. I finally reached my release and I roared as I dumped my 5th load that day. I carefully pulled out of her, and set her down. I grabbed clothes, and went and cleaned myself up in the bathroom.

I got dressed, and came out in the living room. I smelled something delicious and discovered Sarah was fucking making dinner. She was too much.

“I told you I gotta go see this house which I’m late thanks to you.” I spit at her.

“You can eat when you get back. I’ll have everything all ready and clean up everything. I’ll change your sheets too and start some laundry” she said happily.

“You’re so domestic. Where’d you learn all this? You have maids and house people. “

“It’s fun playing house with you Mark.” She grinned playfully and it turned my stomach.

“Ok well I’ll see you in a little bit then.” I said heading toward the door. I’d deal with this shit later.

“Where’s my kiss asshole?” She teased.

Up your ass I thought. “Oh ya here.” I pecked her on the cheek with about as much enthusiasm, as I greet my dentist with.

She didn’t appear to notice, and I just didn’t have it in me to care.

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X marks the spot !!!!

Part 8- Brooke POV

End of summer

Smut, cussing, drugs, drama, errors, mention of abuse, bullying, etc

I really did have to pee.

I made a beeline for the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Wtf did Lily want to talk about? Mark didn’t want her!

Suddenly I remembered Marks’ seemingly innocent question (at the time) about fighting a girl for him.

Jesus.

Having a hot ass boyfriend had its downsides. I checked myself over in the mirror, and tied my hair back in a bun, just in case it popped off with this Lily girl. Might as well apply some mascara and lipstick too. I only was wearing a bathing suit, but not much I could do about that now.

I walked out of the bathroom to find Bex and Lily having a heated, yet quiet discussion. Lily had a phone out, while Bex was trying to make her put it away. Bex didn’t want me to see it. Lily did. I was a little curious, but before I could say anything Mark stormed in the room.

“What the fuck is this?” Mark yelled at nobody in particular.

All three of us froze and looked at Mark. With it being quiet now, I could hear the audio playing on the phone. It almost sounded like Mark’s voice.... Ok, now I was real fucking curious.

Lily and my eyes met, and I couldn’t help but notice just how utterly desperate and sad she looked. I felt a pang of pity for her. It must have been hard losing Mark. I wonder what happened between them.

Shit, what had Bex said?

Bex grabbed Lily’s hand and pulled her past Mark. If looks could kill, then Lily would have been struck dead by the nastiest glare, I’d ever seen Mark produce. He looked positively livid. This was that Mark I hadn’t recognized from earlier. I hope I never was on the receiving end of one of these looks...

“I’ll take Lily downstairs, and you guys probably wanna talk. Don’t fuck in my bed or break anything.” Bex said with a warning tone and closed the door.

Mark looked pissed. He wasn’t moving, but his gaze followed me as I walked to the bathroom. I wasn’t sure what to say.

On the one hand, he’d resisted his ex for me. But on the other hand, what was that video, and why was she trying to show me? Would I be betraying my fellow females if I just let it go? Why did Bex want to keep it from me?

I didn’t know what to do, so I got my make up out and started to touch it up. Any girl will tell you, a lot of decisions are made, touching up their make up.

“Baby? Why were you hanging out with her?” Mark walked in the bathroom and held me around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder, carefully watching my reaction to his question.

“She followed me up, and I just literally came out of the bathroom when you showed up. She wanted to show me something on her phone, but Bex wouldn’t allow it. No big deal.” I shrugged.

His face fell, and he looked like he was about to cry. The desperation in his eyes and utter panic broke my heart. Whatever was in that video was, it had him freaked out.

“Did you guys make a porno or something?” I teased flicking my eyes up to his, to gauge his reaction now.

“Brooke, I am so sorry, I was young, and it seemed cool at the time but ...

My stomach flipped, and I DID NOT want to hear this, so I turned around and kissed him to shut him up. “I love you,” I said without pulling our lips apart.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” Mark kept saying over and over as he kissed me all over my face. I giggled, and he looked me straight in the eyes and it took my breath away. He is so beautiful. “You’re mine. I never want to lose you. I only want you ever.” He looked so sincere.

He picked me up and sat me on the bathroom vanity untying my swim bottoms and moving my bathing suit top triangles over, so my breasts were completely exposed. He was so gentle and careful, licking each nipple while looking up at me.

He stood up and gently held my face in both hands and kissed me passionately, letting out a sexy little groan before stepping back and looking at me. “I love you so much. It makes me almost crazy. I never felt this way for anyone. I almost had a fucking meltdown when I saw you with her. Promise me you won’t be friends with her or any of her fucking friends. Promise.”

“Mark.... you're ridiculous.” I giggled trying to pull him back in, but he wouldn’t budge.

He glared at me and in a low almost threatening tone he said through gritted teeth, “promise. Me. Now.”

“Ooooh or what?” I teased with a big shitty smile on my face.

Before I could even react, he grabbed me by my arm and dragged me over to the bed, roughly slinging me down, as he got on top of me. No smily or playful Mark. I wasn’t scared, because I believed in my heart he’d never hurt me, but I was alarmed with this behavior.

“Bex said not to fuck on her bed,” I said in an effort to lighten the mood, and maybe change the subject.

“You think that’s what I wanna do? Fuck you? Why? Cuz you’re a fucking whore? You’re like your new fucking whore besties?” He seethed.

“Mark, why are you acting this way? When did I become a whore?” I’d never been so confused in my life. Where on earth was this coming from all of a sudden?

“I don’t know! That’s a good fucking question!!! I thought you were my sweet, perfect, baby girl, ride or die!!! I thought that you wanted to make me happy, and never would lie to me, or cheat on me, but now I bring you to one fucking party, and you are getting buddy-buddy with my fucking ex! WHY DONT YOU MAKE A FUCKING VIDEO GRINDING ON THOSE BITCHES? WHILE MAKING OUT IN BATHING SUITS? YOU MIGHT GET A FEW HUNDRED LIKES! Hashtag FUCKING SLUTS!” Mark screamed in my face at the end there.

I couldn’t help it, I was trying to hold back tears and catch my breath, but the more he went on, it just got worse, and I burst out crying.

Mark immediately went from menacing glare, to concerned puppy dog eyes. “Oh, my god baby! Baby! Look at me, don’t cry. I love you. I’m sorry. I’m drunk.”

I couldn’t look at him. I don’t know why I was straight up hysterically crying, choking and heaving, but I was, and I wasn’t going to look at him.

He got off of me and paced back and forth, grabbing his head. After a few minutes. I looked over at him, and he was coming towards me with tissues.

He took some out, and picked me up like a baby and sat on the bed, cradling me in his arms. This was my Mark. He looked so loving and caring and He was so pretty.

I bet I looked terrible and crazy. I couldn’t remember why I even got so upset. I hated fighting with him. I couldn’t think straight.

All I knew is, I needed Mark to want me still. Looking back, this probably was a huge red flag, and I should of got my shit and left. But I was an idiot over him. “Mark?” My voice was all raspy from my crying fit.

He looked in my eyes, and I could feel the panic returning as a lump rose in my throat... “What is it, beautiful girl?”

I started to shake with sobs again, but he brought our faces together, and he kissed me hungrily, boogers, tears and all.

He stood up still kissing me and carried me back in the bathroom, setting me back on the counter.

“I’m so sorry, Brooke, I’m so sorry.” He peppered kisses all over my face.

He stepped back and looked me over as I tried to hide my face. He took my chin and moved my face up, looking in my eyes adoringly. “you are the most beautiful fucking bitch on the motherfucking planet, and you’re all mine. I’m sorry I acted like a dick. You gotta listen, I love you so much, I go crazy.”

He began kissing me again, moving down my chest. He started to suck on one breast while he toyed with the other with his hand. Biting and licking my nipple, and then blowing on it, so it was at attention. Then he switched Breasts and took that hand and put it into my core. I was so turned on his fingers slipped in easily. He let out his sexy Mark growl, and I reached for his cock. I was shocked how I could go from hysterical basket-case, to bitch in heat in no time flat, But I wanted him so bad.

“Ah, ah. Not yet. I want to taste my perfect little pussy first.”

He spread my legs and got on his knees and went to work, all while his gorgeous green eyes peered up at me. He added his hand to the equation and I was now on the brink.

“ you going to come for me baby?”

I nodded quickly grabbing his hair and pushing his face back into my pussy. I was so close, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I grabbed him by his hairagain, and pulled him up, crushing his mouth with a kiss as he freed himself, and shoved himself deep inside me.

“Oh my god baby. I love this pussy, is it my pussy?” He whimpered in my ear as he slammed into me. So desperate and eager. I’d never felt so wanted in my life as I did right then.

He pulled his face back, so he could fully see me, while still thrusting at a feverish pace. He grabbed my face gently and looked deep in my eyes. Searching my eyes, for something, he suddenly grabbed my bun, forcing my head back, so I was looking straight up.

Biting my collarbone, his thrusts were becoming very erratic, and I knew he was close. I knew just what to say, to push him over the edge;

“I’m yours.”

“I want to put a baby in you,” Mark said.

“Wait. What?” I asked, eyes big as dinner plates, snapping my head back down to meet his eyes.

“I want you to have my baby.”

I couldn’t believe what he was saying, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say it was so hot. He didn’t mean it, and was just caught up in the moment, so I just played along.

“You wanna be a Daddy for real? Put a baby inside me, so we are yours forever? Then Cum inside me, Mark.” I said breathlessly.

His mouth fell open, and he bit my swollen lower lip. I grabbed the back of his head and sloppily made out with him as He convulsed and stuttered his load deep inside me. He let out a loud “fuck” and twitched to a stop, letting out a big exhale.

He pressed his forehead to mine, smiling. “Let’s just stay like this forever.” He whispered.

“Bex might get mad.”

“Nah, she’s cool, and we’re sexy. Who wouldn’t want to see us every time they go to the bathroom?”

I giggled and pushed him back, sliding him out of me, and hopped off the counter. He walked over to the shower and turned it on. I felt his cum dripping down my leg, so I hopped in and rinsed off. I turned around to find him staring intensely at me.

“I meant everything I said.” He said kissing my forehead.

I didn’t think he’d bring it up, so I didn’t know what to say. Not really able to process what he was saying in my intoxicated state, I went with my auto-response of “oh baby.”

He looked down at me Green eyes flashing, and his swollen lips parted just a little bit. His hair was falling into his face, and he seemed so vulnerable and pure.

He needed me to protect him. Fuck Lily. My beautiful baby was different, and no one was going to make me love him less.

Oh boy, I really do love him.

“Why do you want a kid so bad?”I asked curiously.

“I don’t want a kid as much as I just want to own you. Let everyone know I fucked you, and I’m the only one that gets to, and here’s my proof.”

“That’s got to be the least romantic answer, I’ve ever heard.”

“Plus imagine how fucking cute they’d be. Get off the birth control and let’s try.”

“Mark! You’re tripping. We are too young and I’m not going anywhere.” I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled into his chest.

After getting no response, I looked up into Marks eyes and was perplexed by his expression. He had the most expressive eyes but sometimes they were impossible to read. This was one of those times. “Look how beautiful my boyfriend is.” I said with a big cheesy smile.

He cracked a half hearted smile. “I love you so much Brooke. I don’t know how to handle it. I’m obsessed with you.” He rubbed his nose against mine.

Time to lay it on thick. I was taking advantage of this moment! This was the type of stuff you read about, or saw in movies, but right here, right now, I was living it. “Mark I love you. You couldn’t get rid of me, if you tried.”

He smiled warmly down at me. “I love you more princess.” He embraced me rocking back and forth for a few moments and I just looked in the mirror at us, and then at my face. Boy did I look rough. I needed like a whole new face of make up, and all I had was mascara and lip gloss. Maybe Bex would let me—

“Baby, What are you thinking about?” He interrupted my thoughts.

Shit. Better not say eyeshadow.

. “Just how lucky I am to have a boyfriend that’s as madly in love with me as I am him.” Okay, so maybe that was bullshit, but it was true. Before Mark, I didn’t believe I could feel so strongly for someone, and they would feel the same.

He released me and turned off the water before handing me a towel and getting out. He dried off quickly and got dressed while I was still drying my hair. He grabbed my bathing suit bottoms and tied them back on me, double knotting each side. He grabbed a brush and started to brush my hair.

“I feel like one of those monkeys on the Discovery Channel. How are you at eyeliner?”

“I love making MY baby the prettiest girl in all of America... maybe even the world.” He did a cheesy Dr. Evil laugh, and then we both just started laughing like idiots. The more I tried to stop, the worse the laughing fit became.

Finally able to breathe again, he took my hand and lead me downstairs. If I hadn’t been so crazy in love, I might have noticed the infuriated glare from the petite blonde on the couch. Or maybe I’d have caught Bex’s worried face, as she looked between Bex and us. But I didn’t catch any of that.

All I could see, was Mark.

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X marks the spot.. PART 7 Brooke POV

End of summer

Warning: NSFW. 18+ adult themes. Coercion manipulation, toxic, cursing etc. could trigger some people I think

I’ve never seen so many people at a party in my life. When we pulled in the back neighborhood, there were cars lined up and down all the streets. Bex’s house was at the end of the cul-de-sac and was a sleek modern style home. Inside was minimalist with cool lighting, and everything just looked expensive.

These were the new houses they’d built after the homes all burned down THAT Night. Thank God I missed out on that chaotic night. It still made me a little uncomfortable when I realized that most of the people at this party, were probably present that night.

“Oh my God Mark?!” A pretty brunette girl called across the kitchen. She was wearing a knit bathing suit cover that was floor length and very form fitting. She ran over and hugged Mark a little too enthusiastically.

“Bex, this is Brooke. This is Bex.” Mark said.

It kind of irritated me he didn’t say I was his girlfriend, but that’s just me being insecure. I was really excited to meet Bex though. Mark had mentioned how she was transgender, and I’d never met anyone like her, as far as I knew. It devastated me whenever I heard about people being bullied because of their lifestyle, but I didn’t know the proper etiquette in this situation. I smiled shyly, and went to shake her hand.

Bex smiled and grabbed me in a tight embrace. “You’re gorgeous! I’m a hugger. You want a drink? Let’s get you some drinks. What do you want Mark?”

“Um we can get it.” He said grabbing my hand and pulling me near. “No stealing my girlfriend Bex.”

Bex spun around with eyes wide, and placed a hand over her heart, “Girlfriend? Wow! I never thought I’d see the day. Mark is a lady’s man my dear, there isn’t a pussy within 50 miles he hasn’t had.” She said laughing. “Oh Mark. Don’t glare like that, you’ll get wrinkles.”

Marks jaw stiffened. “That’s not true baby girl.” He said kissing me on the head. “Bex likes to give me shit.”

Bex stared at him a moment with a confused look on her face, before shrugging and turning to get a drunk. “Someone has to. Well then there goes the surprise!” Bex sighed.

“What surprise?” Mark asked suspiciously. “Did you get some molly, cuz it’s been a minute and Brooke has never tried it.”

“And I’m not gonna.” I sassed sticking out my tongue.

Bex winked at Mark and said, “ i’ve got a few pills in my room that I’d be happy to share with you but that’s not the surprise. I don’t know if I should even tell you now.” She looked at Me hesitantly.

“No worries, I’m not jealous, or faint of heart, or any of that kind of stuff.” I assured her.

“Lilly is here.” Bex said.

Marks entire demeanor changed and his face fell. He just stared at Bex frozen.

I looked from Bex to Mark, to Bex, and then back to Mark again.

“Um, why would he care about her?” I asked, looking for some kind of reaction from Mark but he still looked like he’d been frozen.

“Ummmmm, Mark has only had two girlfriends. You, my dear, and then his first love Lily. She broke his heart, and he did some fucked up shit, and it ended all bad, but she wanted to put all that behind us.” Bex said cautiously.

I couldn’t process what I’d just heard. Mark was with Lily, and they fucking loved each other? He told me he never loved anyone before. And she is here? And she broke his heart? And ....omg an anxiety attack. “I need air,” I said and jogged out the back door.

The pool was so inviting, and I could hear Mark cursing behind me, but I just wanted in the water. I flicked my flip flops off, stripped my cover up off and dove in. I am a great swimmer, so I was able to swim across the entire pool. When I came up for air, Mark was standing at the edge, scowling.

“Dammit baby, what are you doing?” Mark asked.

I didn’t want to talk to him yet. I was still processing this. I swam along in a backstroke, so my ears were under water. He was walking beside me at the edge of the pool, making angry gestures and saying my name over and over. He looked so dumb. He was totally making a scene, but I didn’t care. These weren’t my friends, and he is a Fucking liar.

“That’s it.” Mark took his shirt off, and walked over to my things, and set his phone, wallet and keys in my bag and then jumped in.

I swam away from him, but he caught me rather easily, and held me around the waist, with my back against his chest.

“Turn around.” He said thru gritted teeth.

“Fuck you Mark. You lied to me.”

“Just cuz I was young and said I loved some dumb bitch, doesn’t mean I did. Come on, baby... I love you. Want me to yell it?”

I turned around and looked at him with a smirk. “Yes, liar.”

“I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND BROOKE! SHES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” Mark yelled at no one in particular. He looked down at me with the most smug look on his face. He’s so adorable. I hate him.

“Baby don’t be like that. I can explain everything.” He grabbed my ass and lifted me so I straddled him and tried to kiss me, but I turned my head so he just landed a sloppy kiss on my cheek before biting it.

“Ouch, Mark!” I said, rubbing my cheek. He giggled and beamed at me so proud of himself. I hoped it wasn’t bleeding, it had really hurt! I rubbed my cheek, and checked my fingers for red.

It’s about then I realized everyone was watching. Like staring. I was really mad at him but I didn’t like being the center of attention. I buried my head in his neck and asked “why is everyone staring so hard?” I hated being stared at.

“I’ve never proclaimed my love for anyone like that, and most of these girls would give their left tit to be in your shoes,” Mark said without a note of irony. “You may not know this, but I’m a pretty big deal around here.”

I was only half listening to him, as I scanned our surroundings. There were a few other people in the pool, and they were staring as well. All of a sudden, a girl popped up from under the water. I scare easily when things pop out of nowhere, so I screamed like an idiot, as I practically tried to climb up Mark.

Mark and several other people laughed, including this girl. I had never felt more embarrassed in my life! I just wanted to disappear, so I tried to hide in Marks chest, and he held me there snugly. I could feel his heart hammering away, While his full on erection, pressed against me. How could he have a boner right now?

“You’re looking hot Mark.” She said.

“Lily, this is my girlfriend, Brooke,” Mark said with a sneer. I’d never seen this face, and I didn’t like it. He looked... mean.

Lily however, looked like she was about to cry. “But I thought...”

“Excuse me, baby, I have to get this through this fucking whores head,” Mark gently plucked me from him and set me to the side, then side stepped in front of me, as if shielding me. “We are fucking done and over Lily. I told you last night.”

“What the fuck last night?” I blurted out. “When did you even have time? You were with me the whole night.”I tried to march around him, but he pushed me behind him again, so I peeked around Mark at the girl before him. Dammit, she was pretty.

Lily looked at me with an unreadable expression, before looking me straight in the eye. “get used to it girl. He will never make you happy, and he doesn’t eat pussy. He only cares about himself, and he’s got a fucking wicked temper.” With that she stormed away, and climbed out of the pool.

Mark shrugged his big broad shoulders and turned around, pulling me back in like a little rag doll. He tried to kiss me. “Do NOT.” I slapped his chest and tried to break free from his embrace, but he held me fast. “I will make a motherfucking scene,” I growled at him.

“Do it. I fucking dare you,” He said ominously, and I saw a flash of the guy I’d never seen in him before, but then he cracked a big dopey smile.

He was so beautiful. This was so confusing.

“I love you. I’m not letting you go till you calm down. Youre breathing like you just ran a sprint.“ he said as he peppered kisses all over my face.

“I’m fucking calm. Let. Me. Go.” I pushed against him trying to break free but he overpowered me tenfold, and there was no chance of me getting away, if he didn’t want to let me. All the while, I felt how excited he was digging into my thigh and I’m ashamed to admit, I wanted him. If I weren’t in a pool, I’d still have been wet. Okay. Bad joke, but seriously.

Mark smiled, “you are so adorable, baby. Your mad face is almost as cute as your O face.”

“This isn’t a game. I am so mad at you right now; I could punch you in the face. I should slap you. You're a liar, and a very promiscuous one at that. I don’t want to be here, or near you, or being gawked at. I loved you, Mark, I really did. And I knew better too!” oh no! I could feel the tears coming on. It doesn’t matter how hot he is! He lied about ever loving someone, and all the girls here have fucked my boyfriend. Plus he’s manhandling me... why was this happening? This was not good! I could tell he was a possible fuck boy, but not this level! I loved him. Fuck. I love him.

“You still love me and I love you, and ya, I was a whore and a bad dude before, but not now that I have you baby.” He nuzzled me with his beautiful nose and gave me little kisses on my face. He was so tender and sweet and we were in front of everyone. Was I overreacting?

“You don’t have me. I have me. I’m my own person.” I challenged, looking him dead in the eye.

“Don’t joke like that.” He pleaded with those Big puppy dog eyes. He knew what he was doing.

I tried to pull away again. And he pulled me back to him hard. He was holding me so tight it hurt. “You’re hurting me, Mark.”

“You’re hurting me, BROOKE.” He bent down and kissed my neck. It felt so good, but his hands had me by the hips so tight, I worried I might bruise.

“No, you’re hurting me,” I whined.

I didn’t think it was possible, but he squeezed harder. “Then kiss me.”

“You can’t make me do anything.” I spit.

Mark smirked and kissed my neck. I was trying to ignore his erection digging into my thigh, and not feel the kisses. God he was so hot, and he loved me! I should be thrilled, I mean look at him! In front of everyone!

maybe he was just embarrassed of Lily. Was I overreacting? I was so confused. Too many emotions. I hate second guessing myself, and my hormones were not helping at all.

Mark reached down to adjust himself. Then I felt his fingers move my bikini bottoms to the side, and then push his finger inside me.

“Are you crazy?” I hissed. I didn’t dare move, for fear we’d be seen and people would know. “We are not fucking.”

“I know, I wanna be one person right now. I need to be close to you, inside of you. You’re mine. Your heart, your mind, this little pussy, this pretty face with the most kissable lips.” He deeply kissed me. He was so gentle, yet firm and passionate. “Let me just put it inside you real quick, so we are connected.”

I just stared in his beautiful eyes like he was bat shit ass crazy, but he didn’t look away. I loved how full I felt when he was inside me. I bit my lip as I concentrated. “I don’t know.”

“I do. Tell me no or I’m putting my cock in your little pussy right now.”

He kissed me deeply as I felt his cock slide inside me. I didn’t want him to lie to me, I didn’t want to lose him.

“I love you Mark. I love you so much. You can’t hurt me, I can’t take it.” I loved how his cock felt inside me. It made me feel so full. I wanted him so bad.

“I won’t. I promise. Now can we go somewhere and handle this?” He begged. “Your pussy is so good, I need it. Please.”

I smiled mischievously. “Ok. Try to calm him a bit so you can get out of the pool and then Meet me in the bathroom.”

“My dirty baby.” He growled and kissed my lips before He let me go. I jumped out of the pool and went inside. There was a line for the bathroom. Great.

Bex was standing a few feet away. “Bex is there another bathroom, I really gotta go.” I asked her as I did a little pee pee dance.

“Sure sweetie, I don’t let anyone use mine, but I’ll make an exception since it looks like an emergency. Follow me.” Bex led the way to the stairs where Lily was standing.

I met her eyes, and she looked away. I started up the stairs and turned around to see her following us. Ok, what was this about?

Bex reached the top and unlocked her bedroom door. She spotted Lily and asked if she had to pee too.

“No, I just want to talk to her.” She said, pointing at me.

Great. Fucking great.

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