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"Holy shit, that was fucking amazing!" Marcus shouted as he stepped out of the show, fist pumping the air.

Sephy felt satisfied knowing that he had actually enjoyed himself. She had drank a little but Marcus had been offered shots by the bartender and he couldn't resist, so he was much more tipsy.

Petra and Billy had left the show together a while before and Sephy hadn't wanted to stop them especially seen as she'd ruined their moment the day of the lockdown.

Sephy and Marcus took down an alleyway only to be faced with a man beating up another weaker figure.

Sephy found herself shouting out for him to stop and as he stood to attention the weak man scurried off.

"Who the fuck do you think you are" the man spat at Sephy, he had hold of a knife and it looked like it was already slightly coated in blood. "You ugly mother fucker"

Marcus didn't know what he was doing until he threw his whole body at the man, smashing the knife out of his grip. He was sure it was the alcohol especially when he growled,

"Don't you dare talk to my girlfriend like that EVER again"

Sephy stood back in complete shock at what he had said, she couldn't even help Marcus because her whole body was numb.

Why did he calling her that sound so right?

The man held his hands up in surrender begging for mercy as Marcus contemplated punching him until his face caved in.

"Marcus" Sephy whispered finally allowing herself to grab hold of him and pull him away from the boy who instantly fled the scene. "What the fuck was that about?"

"I'm sorry I just didn't like how he was treating you and-"

"No not that" Sephy cut him off forcing him to attach his eyes to hers "you called me your girlfriend" she said in a small whisper.

"I guess I thought you'd be safer if-" as he began to speak his voice trailed off and his eyes flickered down to her lips "Maria tried to kill me" he blurted.

"You fucking WHAT?" Sephy spat in complete belief, she felt herself raging.

"A while back, she got jealous and fired an arrow towards my head" he explained but Sephy was barely able to comprehend her blood had started to boil.

"How dare she" Sephy ran her hands aggressively through her hair trying to steady her breathing.

Marcus wrapped his arms around the girl and placed his chin in the crook of her neck trying to prevent her from causing herself harm.

"Shhhh it's okay" He soothed and Sephy span round in his arms, his hands locking at the small of her back.

"It's not okay" Sephy whispered their faces merely inches away from each other's "she gets to kiss you and hug you and call you hers and yet she hurts you. You deserve to love someone who actually fucking cares about you"

Sephy's lip trembled but with anger and Marcus watched that, he felt like he was swaying from the alcohol and his mind was kind of fuzzy.

"I love you" Marcus blurted again, and even though he was pissed he fully meant it.

Those words he had said to Maria were almost a chore but the way he said it to Sephy made him realise that they actually could be said with real meaning.

She held this fierceness that he knew he couldn't control, she didn't depend on him to cope and he liked that. She was strong, stronger than him for definite.

She was beautiful and all sorts of right. She was the perfect height for her head to rest just over his heart and her hands were the perfect size to slip into his.

Sephy didn't know what to say back her voice became lost at the back of her throat and she choked up.

"Kiss me" Marcus pleaded rubbing his hands down to her ass and then up to hold the back of her neck.

"Marcus you're drunk" Sephy hushed back but she couldn't deny that she wanted to. Her eyes flickered over how soft his lips looked and then back at his eyes.

At that point Sephy's feeling for Maria had completely been tossed to the side.

Fuck her, she tried to kill him, how dare she.

So she did as she was told and brought her lips into contact with Marcus' and indeed it felt as blissful as she had imagined.

"Good girl"

was all that Marcus growled as his lips reconnected with hers, their heavy breaths and moans filling the empty alleyway.