Sofia P.O.V.

"Where are you going?" I was about to step my foot outside but the idiot stopped me.

"None of your business." I said and turned around to leave again.

I am going to meet Mark now. It's been days since we met. I actually like being with him, he give me this welcome feeling that I never ever felt with Brandon. Why can't Brandon just except me? 'Stop it, Sofia! Not now. Be happy, you're going to meet Mark.' I removed my thoughts and went straight to burger King. I saw Mark sitting and waiting for me.

"Mark!" I yelled, excitingly as I went towards him and hugged him.

"Calm down, beautiful." He hugged me back.

"Let's order first, I am too much hungry." He said and we ordered our food.

"How are you?" We sat down after taking our orders.

"Great. You tell?" He asked.

"I am fine maybe." Am I fine? I don't think so I am.

"What? Something happened?" He questioned.

"Nothing! Just Brandon is being rude since after Grandpa's death." I told him. Brandon was always rude but not that much.

"So he's dead?" He looked guilty.

"He's dead. Someone shot him, I hope the murderer also dies." His eyes widens.

"I am so sorry about your Grandpa." He apologized.

"It wasn't your fault. The cold hearted man killed my Grandpa without even thinking of his age." I tired my best to control my emotions.

"This topic is making you sad. Let's change the topic?" He asked.

"Yeah!" I nodded.

"So have you found yourself a life partner?" I asked.

"Yes, I have. But she is already taken." He looked sad.

"That's so sad, Mark. I wish I could help you." I gave him a tight smile.

"Anyways how's the burger?" He asked.

"As tasty as always." He laughed at my statement.

After having the amazing dinner with Mark, I went home.

"Where were you?" Brandon came into my room and asked.

"I was with friend." I told him.

"You have friends apart from that Milly?" He taunted.

"I do have." I am in no mood to fight him.

"You're not allowed to go out without my permission." He stated.

"Why am I not allowed?" I asked.

"Because I said so." He said.

"I am very tired now, I don't have any energy to fight with you." I said and was about to go but he pulled me towards him.

"Were you with that boy?" His hand tightened on my waist.

"Which boy?" I asked.

"The one you invited in our house too."

"Our house? So now this is my house too?" I couldn't stop the smile that appeared on my lips.

"So you were with him." He said in a low danger voice.

"He's a friend, Brandon." I told him.

"Don't meet him again." He said more like ordered.

"Get Candy out of this house and I'll stop talking and meeting him." Mark is a good friend I don't think so I can stop meeting him.

He sighed before meeting my eyes, "I need you."

"I am always here for you." I smiled.

"Do you want me to make you coffee?" I questioned.

"No!"

"Then why do you need me?" I asked.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked.

"Did I ever stop you?" As soon as the words left my mouth, his lips touched mine with alot of force. His lips moved against mine as his hand held my face gently in place. I gripped his shirt in my hands as he continued the kiss. All I could concentrate was the tingle of his tongue against mine. His hands dropped to my hips and pulled my closer.

"Damn!" He cursed between our kissing.

"I want more." He said.

I broke the kiss, "Brandon, you don't need to ask my permission to kiss me. As I say I am all yours even if you don't want me." I smiled.