Truth or Deal.

“My name is Evelyn Sanders.” I spoke into the video camera, “My mom, brother and I live in New York and my dad lives in Los Angeles. I love my life here in New York, I have two of the best friends, and my boyfriend is pretty amazing too. I’m a senior in high school and I’m the head on the cheerleading squad. My best friends, Anne and Whitney are on the squad too and my boyfriend, Marcus is on the football team. Sounds super cliché, right? I love it.”

Our history teacher thought it would be a real fun idea for all of us to go into an empty room, film ourselves talking about how life was like now and what we expected it to be like in five years at our High school reunion which was when they planned on airing this video for everyone to see.

“In five years,” I continued, “I think Marcus and I will probably be married. He’s the absolute love of my life and I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else. He’s probably going to be playing in the NFL or something, so who knows if we would even be able to make time to come to our High School reunion.” I laugh. “So, if we don’t make it, everyone make sure to have a few shots for me, I mean, at least now we can drink legally so might as well drink as much as we can.”

“Did you have to do that creepy video thing in Mr. Wallace’s class?” Anne asked me after school.

“You mean the time capsule video?” Whitney asked.

Anne rolled her eyes, “Yeah, whatever. Am I the only one who thought it was totally weird? He’s probably going to take it home and watch it.”

I laughed and shook my head, “I don’t know, I think it’ll be cool to look back on everything and see how much things have changed.”

“Or haven’t changed,” Anne laughed. “You’ve got your life perfectly mapped out. You’re so lucky to have found Marcus at such a young age, Evelyn. You can get married and have babies whenever you want. The rest of us have to keep searching for the right type of love.”

I smiled, “Yeah, I am pretty lucky, huh?”

“Hey, baby,” Marcus called as he ran up to us. He kissed me on the cheek. “Are you still coming over tonight? My parents should be gone for the night so you know what that means.”

I laughed, “of course I am.”

“You know, Marcus, if she can’t make it you can always call me. I’d love to keep you company.” Anne winked.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Marcus laughed and I hit him on his arm after Whitney and Anne walked off giggling.

“Ow!” He yelped.

“Why do you do that?” I asked, upset.

“Do what, Evelyn?”

I rolled my eyes, “Flirt with her! You do it all the time, it’s not cool, Marcus.”

Marcus laughed, “Oh, babe come on, you know it’s just for fun. I love you.” He kissed me on the cheek, “Plus, I’m not the one who has seen her in her underwear. I know how much you like the ladies, are you sure you don’t want to sleep with her?”

“You know those were just rumors,” I said quietly.

Marcus shrugged, “So, you want to come over at like 8?” I nodded and he gave me a kiss on my lips.

“I love you,” I told him.

“You too.” He said and then walked off.

Later that night around seven-thirty, I was sitting on the floor in my bedroom doing homework. I heard the front door open and close and then my mom called mine and my brother’s name. I walked out of my room to see him already walking down the stairs. I pushed passed him just for fun and ran into the living room.

“Hey, mom,” I said, “What’s wrong?”

My mom was usually in a good mood despite only seeing my father every couple of weeks but tonight something seemed off. “You and your brother need to sit down.”

I sat down on the couch and my brother sat down beside me. If you would look at my brother and I side by side you wouldn’t have even thought we were from the same family. To put it in the simplest way, I was made of sugar, spice and everything nice; He was made from all the despair in the world.

“Your father and I have been doing a lot of talking in the last few weeks and we both have decided that it will be best for all of us to move to California.” My mother told us, “Your Aunt and uncle have a house for sale next to theirs, I’m going to go look at it this weekend, and if I decide it is a good place to make a home out of, we will be leaving in the next week or so.”

“You’re joking, right?” I asked.

“We’re moving to Los Angeles?” My brother asked.

“No and no,” my mother answered. “We’ll be living an hour away, in a town called Huntington Beach. I think you guys will really like it the…”

“I’m not leaving.” I told her.

“Evelyn,” My mother rubbed her temples.

“No,” I told her, standing up, “You can’t make me. I’m staying here; my life is here, mom! Marcus is here, what am I supposed to do without him? Forget it, I’m not leaving.”

“Oh, you’ll be able to find another stupid jock in Cali.,” My brother rolled his eyes.

I ignored him. “I’m not leaving.”

“Evelyn Jane Sanders, you will be on that plane whether you like it or not. Now, I’m sorry about you and Marcus, but if it’s true love then it will last.”

I shook my head. My anger began to turn into tears.

“Awe, don’t cry little baby,” My brother taunted.

“Ryan, that’s enough.” My mother said. “Go up to your room and start packing.” My brother shrugged and walked upstairs, closing his bedroom door behind him.

“Mom, please don’t make me go.” I begged her.

My mom looked at me, “I’m sorry Evelyn, but I think this change will be good for you.”

I shook my head, “I will never forgive you for doing this.” I grabbed my car keys out of the bowl on the coffee table and stormed out of the house.

I bawled in my car for a few minutes and then once I was calmed down enough to drive, I started my car and drove off to Marcus’s house.

Once there I walked inside and down the hall to his bedroom. I knocked on the door a couple of times, and entered once I heard him grant me permission.

“Hey baby,” He greeted me and then noticed my red eyes. “What’s wrong?”

I explained to him that my mom was moving me across the country and when I was done explaining he pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head.

“I don’t want to go,” I sobbed.

“I don’t want you to go either,” Marcus said, “but we’re going to make it through this. I’ll call you every day, I’ll come see you as often as I can.”

“You really think it’ll work?” I asked him.

He nodded, “of course, I’ll even start looking for a place here, that way when you turn eighteen you can move back and we can start our life together.”

I smiled up at him, “That makes me feel a lot better.”

I kissed him and he kissed me back. Marcus picked me up and carried me to his bed, “That’s my job, to make you feel good.” He crawled on top of me and immediately began to unbutton my pants.

“Marcus, stop.” I whispered. He ignored me. “Hey, seriously stop, you know I’m not ready.”

He groaned and pushed himself off the bed, “Well, when will you be ready, Evelyn? Because from the sounds of it you have like a week and then you’re leaving. What did you expect to happen when you came here tonight? You knew my parents weren’t home.”

I looked down at the floor, “I have to go.” I said quietly.

Marcus grabbed me before I could reach the door. “No, baby, come on, I’m sorry. I’m just upset you’re leaving.”

I looked up at him and nibbled on my lip.

“Forgive me?” He asked.

“Okay.” It was always so hard for me to stay upset with him.

Notes

Well, this is the first chapter of fifteen! I have already completely revised this story and saved it on my computer, so I'll probably post an update once a week or or something.

Thank you all for reading. I know the Zack-less chapters are boring but there's not too many of them, so don't fret!