Like a Lady (Markson Story)

3

Mark's pov

I hadn't left my room in a whole week, when the other boys were here. I would only eat when they were gone, I would also eat dinner earlier just to avoid them.

It was mid afternoon and all the boys had gone out again, and I was alone. I grab my sketch book. It had a glaxy cover. I loved galaxy and space, I usually drew planets and glaxy.

I open the book to a random page and begin sketching a random drawing i never know what I'm going to draw, I just wing it or go with the flow.

I look at the new drawing of paper falling away showing a new world of space. A portal is what you could call it. I then hear the boys enter the house. I burry my face in the pillow.

My door was locked, like it had allways had been for a while now. I then hear my door slowly open. "Mark Hyung." I hear a sad voice calls.

It was Jinyoung. "Get out." I say not turning to face him. "Mark no, we haven't seen you in a whole week." Jinyoung says sitting on the edge of my bed. "Go away Jinyoung!" I yell. Smacking him with my pillow. "Mark stop acting like a kid." Jinyoung sighs.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Jinyoung looking at me sketchbook. "Did you just do this?" Jinyoung asks. I nod still not looking at him. "Can we all eat dinner togheter?" Jinyoung asked. "I'm not hungry." I say as Jinyoung sighs.

"Wait how did you even get in, my door was locked?" I ask finally looking up to see Jinyoung. He doesn't say anthing just palces a bobby pin down onto my nightstand. "Wow." I smile. Jinyoung chuckles and walks out.

I turn and look into my closet it was full of clothes I hated wearing. I then look under my pillow and see the skirt. I remembered how confident I had felt as I looked into the mirror while wearing that outfit.

I then tore out all those awful clothes hated and threw them onto the floor of my bedroom. They were mostly jeans and a few t-shirts. Mark had a plan a good plan.

The next morning.

Instead of waiting for the others to leave the house. I had gotten up before everyone else wich was around 7:00 am. I quickly got dressed.

I stuffed all the clothes from my floor from last night into a garbage bag. I quietly shut my door, qnd left the house, I was plannig to go to the mall but I made one quick stop first.

I walked up to the truck labed "Good will." And place the 3 bags full of clothes into the truck. "Thank you sir." The truck guys smiles. "No problem, have a nice day." I wave as I start the walk to the mall.

I had gone onto Macy's and felt a little weird shopping in the women's section, bit they truly had much better clothes then us men ever did. I picked out mostly sweaters, and skinny jeans. I was thankful I could fit into women's pants.

My last stop was Rue21. I head straight for the clothes also picking up shoes along the way. I pick up 5 new skirts along with some jackets and coats. I go and pay for everything.

I pass by an art shop, and I can't help but peek inside. The had tables where you could draw things. I enter and wave to the lady. I take a seat and begin drawing. I made 1 space one for the rest of the boys.

I then start drawing a random one, not knowing what I was actually doing. Then I realize it was a person.

It was Jackson.