( 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 )

"Yes, hello again." He winked, and it was then I realized that his accent was Russian.
Jesus take the wheel. Why does it sound so attractive?
"Raven was the one to tell us about you." Marc spoke with a grin, as he wrapped his arm around my neck, before kissing my head.
"C'mon, let's get started!" Marc grinned, turning to Raven. "I'll see you and the guys later. Uh, you need to tell Axel to order in," He told Raven, who in return - started smirking knowingly.

"You will be...busy. Yes?" He purred, eyeing my frame.

"Not in the way your thinking, bucko." I told him with a raised brow, before he backed off with a loud laugh. "Fiesty. I love it, Tigrenok."

"I bet you do," I shot back, giggling when Marc hugged me, laughing. "I hope to see you again soon, Tigrenok." The big tattooed Russian nodded his head to me, all the while biting his lip ring.

Why did he make every single action so intimate and attractive?

"Are you ready for our date?" Marc whispered into my ear as he hugged me from behind. I melted, pressing my back against his front as warmth radiated between us.
"Yes." I smiled widely, looking up at him. "C'mon, I've closed down the shop for a while. But first..." He trailed off, before cupping my jaw in his hands,bending down and leading my lips to his.
I smiled widely against his lips, rising to my tippy toes to be able to wrap my warms around his shoulders. Thatvwas what I could reach.

"You are so tiny," He murmured, his lips now trailing to my cheek. "Is that another way for calling me short?" I pouted as the spark in his eyes flared with repressed humor.
"I love how short your are; it means I can always hold you like this." He smirked and picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist as I yelped.
"Marc! I'm too heavy! Put me down!" I giggled, pressing the side of my face to his.

"You weigh less than a feather." Marc argued, pressing a quick - yet sweet kiss on my temple before he sat me down.
"Are you ready to get to know me, doll?" He spoke up curiously, leading me outside and closing up the shop.

"Of course," I grinned, lacing my fingers through his as we walked. "But are you prepared to know me?"

"I would love nothing more." He winked, opening the car door for me, and helping me inside.

"You won't believe what happened last night!" I spoke excitedly, the events of last night and this morning coming back to me as Marc drove away from the cafe.
"What happened?" Marc laughed as he saw the excitement contort all over my face. "Mr. Blackbourne asked if I wanted to start my marine biology course early! So this morning we got all of my books and now all I have to do is study some for my early entrance exams and I'm in!"

"That's amazing, little doll! I'm happy for you!" He grinned and kissed the top of my hand, "so how is it?--living with them I mean?"

"It's alright. Tense." I explained with with shrug,"most of them think I'm nothing but a strung out burden." I sighed sadly, "Even after I took the drug test and let Sean give me a checkup." I smiled tightly.

"But their opinions don't matter to me. I know what I am, and whats I'm not."

"If it's any consolation; I believe you." Marc quietly said, gripping my hand tightly.
"Then that's all I need."

Marc smiled before parking the SUV and jumping out. "Where are we?" I asked, observing the area, where I saw a bustling crowd exit a large building.

"The aquarium." Marc smirked as he helped me out of the SUV before I latched onto him.

"Thank you!"

------------  HOURS LATER, after Marc had dropped me off back at the Blackbourne estate, I finished all of my homework, and studying for the day when Mr. Blackbourne knocked on the door.

"Come on," Mr. Blackbourne as he waited for me to sit up.
"What, no hello or how are you's?" I asked with a smirk as irritation flash in his eyes.
"No? Fine then; what do you want?" I asked, "do you need me to go to yet another appointment?" I asked, laying my hands on my lips as I leveled my gaze on him.

"No...I would like talk to you." He sighed, fingers coming up to massage the bride of his nose.
"What did I do this fucking time?" I snorted as I followed him out of the door, and up the hallway -heading in the direction of his office.

"If you don't stop glaring at me; I'll have no choice but to black your other eye," I wagged my finger in a glaring North's direction. The eye I had punched a couple days ago was black and blue.

Truth is, when I saw the damaged my fist had caused his eye, I legit started laughing in his face.
...which only seemed to piss him off more.

Oh well.

"Come inside Miss. Nolan," Mr. Blackbourne invited as a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips because of my altercation with North.
"Bye Northy-Poo!" I spoke teasingly as Gabriel tried his hardest to hold back the smile that was crawling across his handsome face as a feral Sang sat beside him.

I loved pissing both her and North off.

As soon as I walked inside the office, Mr. Blackbourne shut the door behind us and walked behind his desk, before taking a seat.

"Sit down." He ordered with a flick of his hand. "You really need to stop ordering me around like a dog." I rolled my eyes but complied with his order.

"What's this all about?"

"Your relationship with Mr. Weiland."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"You mean Marc? He's my boss." And a potential boyfriend. But I wasn't sure of how he would react if I would have said that.

"It's a little more than that." Mr. Blackbourne chided, a hard glint in his silver eyes. "Fine, it is a little more than that," I sighed, "But I really like him Mr. Blackbourne. He makes me happy and doesn't judge me before getting to know me like some people." I must have hit home with that remark by his flinch, but I continued on.
"I'm trying my best to keep my head straight while I'm here - I'm trying to get better like my parents want and you want." I told him crossing my arms.

"I know you are trying. I'm proud you for that."

"Y-you are?" I splattered, shocked. And here I thought he had hated me.

"Yes. But what are you going to do when you have to eventually go home?" He asked with a raised brow, as I slumped.
"I hadn't thought of that," I whispered, clutching my chest at the thought of leaving Marc.
Would I be able to do it? I didn't know for sure. But I would enjoy the time I had left with him. For now, at least.

"I know I may be approcing a personal matter -- but why do you need to go home so quickly? You don't seem to get along with your parents. Is there someone else you are reluctant to leave?"

Go on, tell him. He'll understand you better afterwards. My subconscious whispered to me as I bit my lip, mulling everything over.

C'mon, Kee. Just tell him.

"My brother," I whispered, eyes tightly closed as memories of that night flashed inside my brain.

"Your brother?" Mr. Blackbourne asked while his eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah." I spoke with a sad frown. "Your parents never mentioned him."

"Of course they wouldn't." I scoffed with a cold smile, "they wouldn't want to use you in just how fucked up our family is."

"I-I see." He cleared his throat. "Where is he?"

"In the Nolan family cemetery." My voice rung out sadly, as tears welled in my eyes.

"Oh." Mr. Blackbourne spoke quietly, eyeing me as I tried to get my emotions under control.

"Mam and Da was never around much when we were younger. They were always working." I explained, as my knees drew up to my chest, as to block myself from the pain.
"Dee was my older brother - so he always took care of me. Made sure I had everything I needed and wanted, baked my birthday cake every year." My voice broke as a tears slid down my face.

"He was my Mam and Da." I wiped my tears from my face. "That's why I spiraled. Drinking and partying and making friends with the wrong crowd. So I could numb the pain."

"Don't you see?" I whispered, my teary eyes connecting to his worried ones, "Mam and Da are too busy working to take care of his grave, too busy to put flowers on it--a-and go and talk to him everyday!" I spoke, blubbering.

"That's why I have to get completely better and go home."

A/N: HEY GUYS!! KELLAN ALMOST HAS 400 VOTES!! Thank you!!!