"Babe, please. I really want you there with me." Mark begged. He had been nagging me since he sent me the picture of the gorgeous prom dress. I had been going back and forth with myself trying to weight the pros and cons. 'Pro: I get to go to prom. Con: My mom finds out and kills me. Pro: I get to spend alone time with Mark. Con: My mom finds out and kills me.' There's only one con to all of my pros and I wasn't going to let that get in the way of being with Mark. I let out a sigh and turn towards him. He looks at me with hopeful eyes. "I-I've looked at both sides of the situation and I'm risking my mother finding out about us to be able to be alone with you Mark." His face dropped. "But, I'm not saying I won't go with you." A huge grin spread across his handsome face . "Really baby? For real?" he asked. Seeing him so happy made my heart swell. I loved him so much that I would do and give anything to see this beautiful smile all the time. "Yes, baby." I reply finally pressing my lips to his soft, pink ones feeling the cold medal of his lip ring. "Now to figure out what to tell my mom." I whisper.
After school Mark usually takes me home because my parents never get home before me. I grab my backpack from the back seat and throw it over my shoulder. "Now, tell your mom exactly what we talked about babe." Mark said turning towards me. "I know Mark!" I playfully yell. He lets out a chuckle. "I love you (Y/N)." he says pressing his warm lips to mine in a slow kiss. "I love you too baby." I smile opening the car door. As he pulls out of the drive way I walk up to my front door and unlock it. I throw my heavy backpack onto the couch along with myself. I was going over my lines when I hear the front door open. My heart pounded hard against my rib cage. "(Y/N) I'm home. I'm exhausted, working in the catering business is hard work." My mother called out. She works for a huge catering company that catered every event imaginable . "A-a lot of cooking?." I call back. She walks into the living room nodding and sits down on the couch opposite of me. "How was school?" she asked. "Fine, but um I have something to ask you." I say looking down at my feet. "And that is?" she raises a brow. I felt my stomach doing flips inside of me. "Well, m-my friend (Y/F/N)'s birthday is on the 16th of May and she wants me to um go to her house for a sleepover with our other friends, a-and I just wanted to ask if I could, um you know, go?" I swallowed. "That's a week from now." she said crossing her arms over her chest. "Y-yeah I know, and she would need me to go to her house next Thursday to help her with stuff too." I looked up at her stone expression. "How do I know your not lying to me?" she asked face still expressionless. The panic set in "W-well I could call her if you want." She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Each step she took I was getting more and more nervous. "That won't be necessary, you can go to this little sleepover with your friends." relief washed over me. "Thanks mom." I grab my bag and dash up to my room.
I toss my backpack across the room smiling to myself. I'm actually going to prom with Mark. As I sat on my bed I hear a knock at my door. "Oh honey I have exciting news!" my mom said smiling. "And its such a coincidence because you said you friends party is on the 16th and it reminded me that I'm going to be catering this years senior prom!" she jumped up and down with excitement. My smile quickly faded "You what?"- "Well the company I work for is catering this years prom, and I'll be serving!" I felt my heart fall out for my chest and onto the floor in front of me. This couldn't possibly be happening. "T-that's great m-mom!I'm happy for you." I say plastering a fake smile on my face. "Thank you (Y/N), I can't wait for when your father gets here he's going to be so happy." she says leaving my room. How could this have happened.
I lay on my bed and pull out my phone to call Mark. "Hey beautiful, how did it go with monster mom." he chuckled. "She's catering prom." I whisper. "She's what?" he yelled. "I can't go Mark, it's to risky." I know I said I would risk my mom finding out but, I was scared. I have to live with my mother and betraying her trust and getting caught would be hard to deal with being under the same roof. It made me start to think about how toxic Mark and I's relationship actually was, maybe this was a sign that we weren't meant to be. "No baby please, w-we can hide from her just please don't do this." I could hear the sadness in his voice. "M-maybe Mark, this thing we call us should just end before something bad happens." I whisper. "What are you saying?" his voice was lower now. "I'm saying that maybe we should c-call it q-quits." I stutter. "(Y/N) baby no, we can do this I promised you we could get through this just trust me, trust our love." I could tell he was about to cry. I had never seen Mark cry ever, and it was breaking my heart hearing it in his voice. "It's for the best Mark." I whisper. "Just know that I love you so much, but we just can't be together." I add. He didn't reply, just hung up. Tears rolling down my face as I snuggle into my comforter, I couldn't help but think about if I made the right choice. My heart was telling me to stay with him, but my mind was doing as my mother told me 'You'll be happier in the long run when you see he's nothing but trouble.' But that was the thing, he wasn't 'trouble' but I could never make her see that, which is why I had to end it.
(A/N)
So this is part three, I hope you enjoyed it. Trust me things will get back into order in the end. There will probably be about 2 more parts to this one. I hope you guys are liking it so far.
Thank you for reading (:
-Brittany<3
