Part Eight: Stupid Bet

"I really...-", he says moving a strand of my hair away from my face. "I really think your dads shit", he says standing up. "Yeah", I say also standing up, a bit overwhelmed.

"We're back with the ice", says Ramiro, handing Marcus a plastic bag with ice in it. "Thanks", says Marcus, as the cold ice touches is cheek.

"What happened here", asks Mrs. Madden, coming into the living room. "This guy came in screaming, and attacked Daniel and Marcus, says Ramiro. "Oh no, come on now let's get you something", says Mrs Madden, leading me towards the kitchen.

After Mrs. Madden gave me something for the throbbing pain in my head, my mom came rushing into the kitchen. "Who did this, cause I swear I'll kill them", she says grabbing my hands. I sigh say, "It was dad".

She sighs and says, "Danny, you have to tell your father that you don't need him in your life anymore". "I know it's just that, I still felt bad when he attempted to drag me out, I smelled that he was intoxicated, again", I say sighing, as I get up from the stool.

"Why is everyone in here", asks the guy, who my mom was talking to earlier. "Oh, Richard your back", says my mom. "Yeah, JJ and Emma, had the detention, what happened here though", he says asking my mom. "Josh, came back", she says worriedly. "What did he say", Richard asks.

"He said, I didn't have any business here', I say, my head throbbing again. "That idiot, but when I see him again I'll make sure to knock some sense into him", says Richard.

"Danny, I'll be right back", my mom says heading out of the kitchen, with Richard right behind her. Once they had left it was just me and Richards kids in the kitchen. Richard had two kids, the eldest, who was a boy, looked around 16 maybe 17 and the youngest was a girl who looked around 5 or 6.

"Sooooooo, how did y'all guys get in trouble", I ask, my head throbbing even more. "This girl, popped my Barbie's head off, so I dragged her", Emma says, combing her Barbie's hair. "Oh," I say, while JJ stiffles a laugh. "How about you", as I asked JJ, who was busy with his phone.

"I just felt like beating someone's ass", he says, looking up in his phone. "Really, I ask. He just smiles and goes back to his phone.

"Danny, can we talk now", asks Sam, coming into the kitchen. "Sorry about earlier, yeah of course we can talk", I say rubbing my head. "What happened", he asks moving closer to massage my head. "Dad problems", I say.

"We're going to get going, we wouldn't want to ruin this sure to be exciting conversation, says JJ leading Emma out of the kitchen.

"What did you want to talk about, I ask, sitting down on the stool. "Yeah, what do you want to talk about", asks Ramiro. "We're dying to know". "This has nothing to do with you Ramiro", says Sam. "Well Danielle is our friend, so this apparently does have something to do with us", says Marcus.

I stare at them in disbelief and mouth, "what are you doing". Marcus just mouths back, "Don't worry about it". "Go ahead and tell us what you wanted to talk about", says Ramiro.

"Danny, I'll tell you some other time", says Sam walking away. "What, are you too pussy to say it in front of you brother", says Ramiro, taunting Sam. "The only pussy here is you", says Sam grabbing Ramiro by his shirt collar. "Sam",I say warning him.

Just as Sam let's go of Ramiro's collar, Ramiro says, "Does Marcus know that you kissed Daniel". My eyes widened in surprisement, how the hell did he know, I think to myself. Marcus's eyes enlarge as what Ramiro just said sinks in.

"What the hell Sam", says Marcus pushing Sam back a little. "Does she know, that know that only reason you kissed her was because of that stupid bet", Marcus says, his eyes darkening with each passing second.

"What stupid bet are you talking about", I shout at Sam. "Danny, let's talk someplace more private, he says attempting to grab my hand. "You can fucking fool me once, but surely not twice", I say slapping him straight across the face.

"I really thought I meant something to you, guess not", I say tears falling form my once rosy cheeks. "Danny, I can explain", he says attempting to grab my hand once more. "Fuck off Sam", I say slapping him once more, before walking out.

I could not bear to stay in that house one more second, so instead of finding my mom, I did the illogical thing and decided to walk home instead.

"Need a ride", asks Marcus driving at the same pace as me. "No", I say marching on. "Get on the damn bike Daniel", Marcus says. "No Marcus", I say as I continue to walk.

As I marched down the dirt road, I'm suddenly picked up bridal style. "Marcus, let go of me", I shout. Once he puts me down, he removes his helmet, making his curls point in different directions and hands me the helmet.

"What am I supposed to do with this", I ask. "Put it on, he says. 'I don't think it'd fit, you have too big of a head", I say laughing. He grabs the helmet and puts it on me, moving the black tinted glass, pane up.

"Ready to go", he says, his forest green eyes shimmering under the sun. "I'm not getting on that deathtrap", I say folding my arms.

*Yay I updated. I actually wasn't planning on updating today, but oh well. Anyways, as I said yesterday, I will not be posting for two weeks. Maybe a month, who knows.

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