That evening.
"Bye." Marissa said while Mark bent down to kiss her goodnight.
"Bye. I love you." Mark said with her favorite smile.
"I love you too." She said while blushing. She watched him walk to his car, and drive off. She closed the door, and the phone rang. She walked over to the phone, and read the called i.d. It read Kyle Richards. "Ugh." She mumbled. But she couldn't help but pick up the phone, and press talk.
"What?" She asked.
"Hey." Kyle answered.
"I seen you with Brittany." Marissa said while walking over to the couch. She sat down, and crossed her legs. Then picked up the remote, and turned on her favorite movie.
"I know. I just wanted to piss you off. I'm sorry." Kyle said with a pleading tone.
"Sorry doesn't fix everything." She said, and hung up.
Her mom walked through the door, and asked who she was on the phone with.
"No one." Marissa replied.
"I'm going to bed. I'm tired." Her mom said while walking up the stairs. A few hours later Marissa walked up the stairs, and sat in her bed. She crawled under the covers, and drifted off to sleep.
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Love Scars
Do you know how it feels to not be loved by the one whom you love. Well Kyle does. And these are his love scars.