All On Contract

Chapter 14 - Dre's Party Part 2

Tessa's P.O.V:
Neither Marcus or I say a word as we look at eachother, I look at him head to toe as his eyes are locked onto my face. His black top is perfectly fitted against his body which shows of his perfect figure. His hands are tucked into his black leather jacket which match his black jeans. The silver chain across his neck is placed in a perfect position against his chest.

The last time I saw Marcus was a week after court. He came to my place to collect all his belongings. The last time I talked to him was when I did the interview with Marshall on live radio.

"Tessa." Marcus says softly. I look up to meet his eyes as my eyes start to water. I bite tongue and walk past him only to stop in my tracks when Marcus runs and stops infront of me.

The last thing I want to do is talk to Marcus, especially when i'm drunk. Since i'm pretty wasted, I know if I speak i'm only going to pour out all my feelings.

"Marcus. Please move out of my way." I say quietly. He doesn't move a inch and places his hands on my shoulders.

"Talk to me, baby. Please." He pleads. Whenever he used to call me 'baby' it used to make me melt and made me feel so happy now it just makes me sick.

"I don't wanna talk to you." I shrug as I fold my arm across my chest.

"Yes, baby. You do." Marcus sighs. He pushes my hair back and places his palm on my cheek.

"Mark, don't." I warn him and move his hand back.

"Why not?" He says. Why not? Is this dickhead serious right now?

"Maybe because we're divorced, Marcus. Maybe because you cheated on me with my couisn. Maybe because-" He cuts me off before I could carry on.

"I love you. I'm so sorry." Marcus says getting emotional.

"Screw you." I jab my finger into his chest and walk past him. I open the door to the restroom and walk down the hallway with Marcus right behind me. Marcus grabs my wrist and pulls me back.

"We can work things out." He says.

"I can't even look at you in the face and you think we can work things out!" I snap. "You cheated on me! Every chance you got you would call Nicole over!" I shout as tears run down my cheeks.

"I...I-I regret it. I f-feel bad." He stutters.

"Feel bad." I choke out. "I got so much hate because of you!" I sob. "People used to think that I was the one that cheated on you! I got death threats sent to me. People put blades in the mail they send and tell me to cut myslef!" I cry.

"It must have bee hard for you, I know." Marcus says.

"Hard? It was much more than hard! Some of my own family went against me becuase they thought I was just lying about you fucking Nicole behind my back whenever they would ask me why we were getting a divorce!" I shout. I turn my back towards him and wipe my cheeks that are stained with tears.

"How many fucking time do I gotta apologise!" Marcus shouts.

"I don't want your damn apology!" I scream at him. Marcus turns his face away from me and looks at the door to the club. I follow his gaze which lands on Nicole.

I shake my head in disbelief as a small sob eacapes my lips. I watch Nicole as she walks towards us, obviously drunk.

Marcus is here with her and he's begging for another chance? They're still seeing eachother after all that's happened. Neither of them regret what they did.

"Tessa." Nicole stumbles foward, Marcus catches her and helps her stand on her feet. For some reason, I can't speak. I can't even move. I guess it still bothers me to see them together.