More Than Friends or Just a Dream?

“Yeah…Kim… we…shut the fuck up for one second and let me talk!….We need to meet somewhere and talk….the girls… cause, I don’t see them enough….you always have them… no I am not… I don’t give a fuck, we’re gonna meet tomorrow at my place and talk this shit out!….good you better be…bye,” he yelled pretty much the whole time then hung up. “Fuck my life,” Marshall yelled shoving the phone back in his pocket. I gave him a funny look. “She’s such a fucking cunt bitch,” he said though his teeth.
“Ok,” I said as if I didn’t know what to say. He sighed.
“Im hungry,” he grunted walking passed me and into the kitchen. I sighed and followed him a few seconds later. “I want some fuckin pizza and there is none,” he said irritated slamming the fridge door. I didn’t know weather so say something or not so I just kept my mouth shut. “Do you want pizza?” he questioned being rude about it.
“Sure,” I said quietly, I looked at him a bit scared. He sighed.
“Don’t be like that,” he said walking over to me. “Im not mad at you,” he said.
“I know…its just that…never mind,” I said not wanting to tell him my thought knowing that he would get pissed about it, him…reminding me of Bruce, that would piss him off.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said looking down at the floor… he sighed.
“Fine, come here,” he said pulling me into a hug, I hugged him back. ((ok my living room is creepy cause theres a pissy Bruce in it… *sighs*)) “You looked scared, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he whispered pulling away holding onto my shoulders. I didn’t say anything. I remained quiet that look that he and Bruce both do just makes me so mad; I stared down at the floor. “Hey, stop that,” Marshall said placing his hand under my chin and lifting my head up so I was looking at him, he kissed me, I barley kissed back. “How bout that pizza?” he asked in a happier voice.
“Uh...no onion?” I asked.
“I know, no onions or peppers,” he said. I smiled; he smiled back and pulled out his cell to call the dude… We got a medium pizza with pepperoni, black olives, sausage, and Canadian bacon. It was very yummy and it came with garlic sauce which I stole the whole thing, Marshall didn’t seem to care.
(((3PM)))
A young man walked into the house, I knew who it was, it was Nate, Marshall’s little brother. “Hey,” he said staring at me. Marshall was in the bathroom, and this was a bit odd.
“Hi,” I said with a smile.
“Where’s Marshall?” he asked.
“He’ll be out in a bit,” I said. He smiled then went to go sit on the couch. “So, you must be Nate,” I said trying to start convocation.
“Yeah,” he said.
“I’m Meleah,” I told him. He nodded.
“I know, Marshall to me about you,” he smiled. “He’s really into you. You know, I never seen him so interested in one girl,” he said.
“That’s a good thing,” I laughed. Marshall walked in the room.
“Nate!” Marshall said loudly. “What took you so long?” he joked.
“So long for what?” Nate questioned confused.
“Nothin man,” Marshall said. “What you been up to?” he asked sitting on the couch next to me.
“School,” he said like ‘duh.’
“You doin battles?” Marshall asked.
“Yeah, getting first place,” Nate smiled all proud. “So what are we going to do today, I didn’t come here to do nothing,” Nate said all bored. Marshall sighed thinking he looked over at me.
“Do what you want I’m gonna take a little nap kinda tired,” I said.
“Are you sure? You don’t have you just cause Nate’s here,” he said looking at me.
“It’s ok, I’m tired,” I insisted.
“Ok honey,” Marshall said kissing me, I kissed back.
“Dude,” Nate said. We pulled away and smiled at him; I went upstairs and laid down. It took me only about 10 minutes to fall asleep.
I woke up to the bathroom light turning on, the door shut before I could say anything. I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to fall back asleep. “Meleah,” I heard Marshall whisper.
“No,” I whined.
“I was gonna ask if you wanted to get food,” he said as he pulled the covers off.
“What kind of food?” I yawned.
“I don’t know…go out somewhere,” he answered.
“Is Nate still here?” I asked.
“Yeah, cool if he comes with?” he asked.
“Yeah, just gimme a few minutes to get ready,” I said. He nodded and left the room. I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror before going to the bathroom. (((MARSHALL’S POV)))
“Is she coming?” Nate asked as I walked downstairs into the living room.
“Yeah, she’s getting ready,” I told him.
“Ok,” he mumbled while fiddling round with his phone. We waited for a while then she came down.
“You ready?” I asked. She nodded without saying a word.
(((MELEAH POV)))
“Did you find out where we’re going?” I asked.
“No,” he mumbled as we got into the car.
“What am I supposed to do with this?” Nate questioned staring at the bag on the seat.
“Move it over…its just lyrics,” Marshall said as if Nate was stupid. “Remind me to bring them into the house,” he said as Nate got into the car…
“Sure,” Nate mumbled as he shut the door. “Where are we gonna eat?” Nate asked.
“I don’t know, damn…someone just choose a place,” Marshall said, he seemed annoyed.
“I don’t care,” I said. Marshall sighed. “What?” I asked.
“Nothing,” Marshall mumbled staring out the window at a man walking his dog down the street. “Someone just pick some place to go,” Marshall said though is teeth as we went though the lights.
“What’s wrong with you?” I asked.
“Nothing!” she snapped loudly causing me to jump back.
“You don’t have to yell, it was just a simple question,” I said as if I was annoyed.
“I’m not in a good mood right now,” he said irritated. I gave him a funny look.
“What did Nate kick your ass at basketball?” I asked with a smile.
“No,” Nate mumbled in the back like a child. I guess he didn’t win.
“Kim came over,” Marshall said very quiet like, almost to quiet for me to hear.
“What she want?” I asked interested.
“To scream at me,” he mumbled. “Oh and by the way we’re going to Shiro,” he said.
“Umm… ok then?” I question confused.
“It’s Asian,” Marshall replied.
“Oh…I wonder if Megan knows about this place…I’m gonna tell her,” I said.
“Ok,” Marshall mumbled.
We pulled into the parking lot not long after…..I took a picture of the restaurant and sent it to Megan…. She texed back not long after.
“I’ve been there before. Hiro took me. J,” she texted.
“Oh…We go here, and Marshall’s crabby,” I texed back.
“I’m sorry,” she texed back. We went in and got seated right away. Not long after we got to order Marshall and I ordered the same thing; Age-Dashi Tofu. Nate ordered; Ika Sansai. We didn’t talk as we waited for our food.
“Hey,” Marshall whispered touching my thigh lightly, I stopped staring out the window at the passing cars and turned to him. “I’m sorry I was being crabby,” he said softly he said as our food arrived. The lady sat the food down in front of us.
“Anything else I can get for you?” she asked with a kind smile.
“No thanks,” Marshall said smiling back.
“Let me know if you need anything,” she said with a smile. “Enjoy your food,” she smiled and walked away.
“Anyway, it’s just that…” Marshall stopped as he noticed Nate staring at us.
“What?” Nate asked as we both stared back at him.
“Eat your fuckin food, stop that!” Marshall whispered.
“No need to yell,” Nate said taking a bite of his food.
“Ok…anyway, Kim came over a bitched at me about the kids, that’s what pissed me off,” he said. I sat there for a moment.
“Its fine,” I said taking a bite of my tofu. It was yummy, and I liked it. We had normal conversation form then on….I finished my food not long after. “I want more, that was yummy,” I said.
“Pig,” Nate joked. Marshall gave him a dirty look.
“She’s pregnant, what do you expect,” Marshall said.
“No, I’m not hungry, that was just yummy,” I smiled; Marshall shook his head as he finished off his food. “Aww you no save me some,” I said pretending to be sad. He gave me a funny look.
“Wanna lick the place?” he joked.
“Ok!” I said tying not to laugh while grabbing his plate.
“I wasn’t being serious,” he said.
“Neither was I,” I said setting his plate back down. Marshall paid and tipped the waitress and we left the restaurant.
We we’re just about to get into the car when we saw something across the street. There was a bunch of guys fighting. “Get in the car! Both of you!” Marshall yelled.
“Marshall, whatever you’re thinking about doing don’t!” I yelled.
“Just get in the fuckin car!” he yelled forcing me to get in the front seat, he opened the glove compartment and pulled out a pistol, that I didn’t even know he had.
“Marshall!” I yelled he slammed the door shut and locked it.
“Stay in there!” he demanded. He walked away quickly cocking his gun as he went over to the guys, I noticed a young child standing hear by, it looked as if they were holing the child for hostage or something, something told me this was not going to go well… Nate and I watched intensely. “Someone is going to get hurt,” I freaked.
“Marshall told us to wait,” Nate said sitting back. I gave him a dirty look… then I heard a bang and screaming….