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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMARCO JONES ✖✖
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Marco Jones was enjoying the perfect weekend with his best buds from school. Food, relaxation, no parents and definitely no talk about relationships. Well, until now... Marco was currently sitting with his friends in the living room of one of his friend's parent's summer beach house. They were all just chilling, eating snacks and watching tv when one of his friends, Jacob, decided to start talking about girls. "Hey, you guys know that girl, Stacy right?" He asked them. Marco's second friend, Aaron sat up, interested. "Yeah, what about her?" Jacob smirked as he stared at his friends. "I've got a date with her this week." He revealed. Marco's third friend and the person whose parent's own the beach house, snorted. "Yeah, right. Why would that fine piece of heaven give YOU the time of time?" Justin asked, playfully. Jacob pouted. "Hey!" Right then and there, Marco started zoning out. He was honestly hoping that this weekend getaway would make his friends NOT talk about girls, but here they were. It wasn't like Marco had anything against girls or was against his friends talking about girls, but he wasn't on the same level as them when it comes to girls and relationships. You can say that Marco is pretty much in the closet and it doesn't help that his friends, especially Jacob, would sometimes tease him about looking feminine or that he never wants to talk about girls like them. And don't get Marco started about his family too. He would rather avoid the dating and girl topic altogether with his dad. Right now, Jacob didn't think he could take listening to the guys talk about girls again so he decided to excuse himself before he gets too uncomfortable.
Marco stood up and started brushing some crumbs off his long sleeved light pink sweatshirt and khaki colored shorts. "I'm gonna go out to the beach and get some fresh air." He announced to his friends. All three of his friends stared at him, confused. "Aw. Leaving again?" Jacob asked sarcastically. "Marco, if you want us to talk about something else, we can." Aaron piped up. Marco shook his head, giving his friends a small, warm smile. "I just need some air. I'll be back in a few." He said as he walked over to the glass door that leaded out to the back of the house and just as he stepped a foot out, he could hear Jacob speaking to Aaron and Justin. "Seriously? What is his problem? Every time we talk about girls, he wants to run away. You would think he's gay since he seems to have a phobia of girls." That right there left a sting in Marco's chest, but he pretended that he didn't hear what was said. Justin smacked Jacob across the head. "Would you shut up? It's Marco's business." Marco then closed the door behind him once he was outside. He walked down to the beach and once he was standing on the cool sand that he could feel between his bare feet, he let out a heavy sigh, taking in the cool, night air. Marco was tired of feeling like a fool to Jacob and to everybody else he knows. It's freaking 2017 and yet he still doesn't have the courage or confidence to be open with himself because he's read some horror stories from other people who have came out.
"I wish I wasn't something other than straight. I wish I could be manly and talk about girls like my friends. I wish...I shouldn't have been born..." He whispered those last few words. Suddenly, Marco had the urge to walk into the water and float. Even though he's not much of a swimmer and would probably struggle out there in the waves, he still wanted to go out there. He remembered there being a French word that actually meant having a split second urge of wanting to feel what it's like to die and that was exactly what Marco was feeling right now. Before the feeling had a chance to disappear and him chickening out, Marco started to move his feet towards the water. When he felt the lukewarm waves rush over his feet, he didn't stop. He continued to walk until every inch of his body was gulped up by water and then....he was underwater.
For once, Marco's body and mind felt...peaceful. So peaceful that he felt like he was floating. It was a strange feeling, but he couldn't deny that he enjoyed it. It was like all his stress and worries had disappeared in a split second. But then of course another strange feeling came to him. You know that moment when life flashes before your eyes? Marco was having that exact moment right now and it squeezed his chest. Despite being different and not being the 'perfect' guy or son everybody was expecting him to be, he had a good life. Good friends, good family, he does well in school and he actually has a passion for something that he wants to turn into a career, but Marco can't have all that if he's dead, right? Suddenly, Marco started flailing his arms and legs around.
"No...I don't want to die...not like this! Not yet!" He screamed mentally, but no matter how much he struggles, it seemed like his body was going nowhere and then Marco felt like this was it. He's gonna die from drowning because of a stupid split second decision that he's gonna regret forever. Marco wasn't sure if it was possible, but he felt a single tear escaping his eye as his body continued to descend into the depths of the ocean.
Marco stood up and started brushing some crumbs off his long sleeved light pink sweatshirt and khaki colored shorts. "I'm gonna go out to the beach and get some fresh air." He announced to his friends. All three of his friends stared at him, confused. "Aw. Leaving again?" Jacob asked sarcastically. "Marco, if you want us to talk about something else, we can." Aaron piped up. Marco shook his head, giving his friends a small, warm smile. "I just need some air. I'll be back in a few." He said as he walked over to the glass door that leaded out to the back of the house and just as he stepped a foot out, he could hear Jacob speaking to Aaron and Justin. "Seriously? What is his problem? Every time we talk about girls, he wants to run away. You would think he's gay since he seems to have a phobia of girls." That right there left a sting in Marco's chest, but he pretended that he didn't hear what was said. Justin smacked Jacob across the head. "Would you shut up? It's Marco's business." Marco then closed the door behind him once he was outside. He walked down to the beach and once he was standing on the cool sand that he could feel between his bare feet, he let out a heavy sigh, taking in the cool, night air. Marco was tired of feeling like a fool to Jacob and to everybody else he knows. It's freaking 2017 and yet he still doesn't have the courage or confidence to be open with himself because he's read some horror stories from other people who have came out.
"I wish I wasn't something other than straight. I wish I could be manly and talk about girls like my friends. I wish...I shouldn't have been born..." He whispered those last few words. Suddenly, Marco had the urge to walk into the water and float. Even though he's not much of a swimmer and would probably struggle out there in the waves, he still wanted to go out there. He remembered there being a French word that actually meant having a split second urge of wanting to feel what it's like to die and that was exactly what Marco was feeling right now. Before the feeling had a chance to disappear and him chickening out, Marco started to move his feet towards the water. When he felt the lukewarm waves rush over his feet, he didn't stop. He continued to walk until every inch of his body was gulped up by water and then....he was underwater.
For once, Marco's body and mind felt...peaceful. So peaceful that he felt like he was floating. It was a strange feeling, but he couldn't deny that he enjoyed it. It was like all his stress and worries had disappeared in a split second. But then of course another strange feeling came to him. You know that moment when life flashes before your eyes? Marco was having that exact moment right now and it squeezed his chest. Despite being different and not being the 'perfect' guy or son everybody was expecting him to be, he had a good life. Good friends, good family, he does well in school and he actually has a passion for something that he wants to turn into a career, but Marco can't have all that if he's dead, right? Suddenly, Marco started flailing his arms and legs around.
"No...I don't want to die...not like this! Not yet!" He screamed mentally, but no matter how much he struggles, it seemed like his body was going nowhere and then Marco felt like this was it. He's gonna die from drowning because of a stupid split second decision that he's gonna regret forever. Marco wasn't sure if it was possible, but he felt a single tear escaping his eye as his body continued to descend into the depths of the ocean.