So I decided to continue the story after reading some feed back. I tried for something longer this time but I'll warn you now I did a switch were Mark's side is more seen and April's is smaller. Where in the first chapter April was the main show. Any who hope you enjoy this installment and look out for new ones, hopefully coming soon! Feed back is much loved --SugarDay
~Mark~
My breathing was becoming more and more erratic, sweat covered my whole body. I had this nightmare before but it felt so real this time. I kept screaming 'Wake up! You don't want to be here. Wake up!' What was I going to do I couldn't go through this again. It was horrible just to think of but to live it again, I would never survive.
I sat straight up in bed finally being shocked out of that hell of a nightmare. I tried to calm down reaching to my right to gain some comfort from April. My hand stilled on the cold empty side of the bed. It all started coming back to me I was living my own waking nightmare. "Damn it, I need to find her." I said to no one.
I got out of bed stumbling in the dark to the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face and turned to take in my surroundings as the light flickered on. The dingy motel room was deteriorating all around. 'What the hell am I doing here?' Miles from home and probably nowhere near April.
I looked into any possible place I thought she might be. Called up every friend and family member's number trying to find her. They all blundered through the conversation with pitiful excuse of not having a clue. This was the third seedy motel I had been to this month. I rubbed my hand down my face feeling the strain of continuing my search but along with that came the anger reminding me to keep looking.
April had been missing from my life for almost a month and a half. The betrayal still felt fresh in my veins. I felt like an idiot, why had I taken her for granted like that. Walking through life so sure that no matter the wall that I started to put up between us she would stay by my side. The thoughts started to raise my temperature.
My blood boiled. 'It's not like that bitch even cared when I started pushing her away.' She just went about with her everyday life like she didn't even need me. I didn't like the feeling I was used to her needing me, because I needed her.
Flashes of her smiling face went through my mind. When we first met in college the way she looked at me turned me inside out. The way I felt with her was so different from any other girl. I'll admit I was cocky at first no matter how she made me feel. I thought I could leave her like I did many times before with other girls. It wasn't until the first night I spent with her that I realized I would never let her go. I remember it like it was yesterday...
*4 years ago*
I heard a knock on my dorm room door. 'Who the hell?' It was three in the morning for Christ's sake!
I opened the door to her beautiful face. I hate mushy romantic guys but she took my breath away every time I saw her, it slightly irked me that she had that power. But hey we all have been mushy like that at sometime or another.
"April??"
"I'm so sorry Mark, I wasn't really paying attention to the time...Uhg, What the heck am I doing?.. Sorry I gotta go." She turned to walk back down the hallway. She seemed so flustered and made me worry that something was wrong.
"April! Wait! What's going on? Are you okay?"
She turned around and I gently grabbed her arm to take her with me into my dorm room and shut the door behind us. I didn't particularly like when she tried to make her fast little get a ways.
"Seriously April are you okay?"
"I'm fine...I just...No forget about it...I really should get back to my dorm." She wouldn't look me in the eyes, I didn't like this at all.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong."
She continued to look anywhere but my face. We had been dating a few months I knew something was up with her. I grabbed her chin to make her look at me. She looked on the verge of tears, which automatically put me on edge.
"Do you even like me Mark?'
'What the hell type of question was that?' I thought to myself but out loud "Baby you know I more than just like you. What would even make you think different?"
"Some girls where talking about how good you had gave it to some girlfriend of theirs last year and how they wished they could get in on the action...O God, I'm sorry I must sound so insecure." She tried to look down at her hands again.
I tightened my hold on her chin so that I was sure she heard what I was saying. "Don't listen to girls like that sweetheart. Like you said that happened before I met you. You know you're the only girl I'm with. You mean way too much for me to screw this up." I hadn't meant for the last part to slip but I was trying to reassure her. At the same time though it was getting harder and harder to deny the way I felt about her, even though I was putting up my best fight.
"I know...I..." She cut of her statement to just stare into my eyes. I couldn't really read the look in her eyes but started to worry about what she saw in mine. Did she see how much I felt for her?
All the sudden her arms where over my shoulders and around my neck. Her lips crashed into mine with such an intensity I couldn't help the groan that vibrated deep in my throat. I wasn't sure who instigated the kiss but I sure as hell never wanted it to stop.