Some Kind Of Wonderful

Chapter Twenty-two: Splitting in two.
A few days after Leila heard Marc’s heartfelt confession to Elle about being in love with her, Leila feels like she has been thrown through a loop.

She’s uncertain about how she should act around him, and the worst part is Marc’s picking up on her sudden change of attitude towards him. She isn’t sure what she’s supposed to feel for Marc, but she knows she feels...something but having a tough time figuring out what it is.

It was a Sunday evening when Leila’s life turned upside down...

“Marc!” She called running down the beach towards the house. “Marc!”

Marc who was lying on the sand looked up to see Leila running towards him. “What, what’s wrong?” he asked sitting upright when

Leila reached him a big smile on her face.

“You will never guess what I found, come on.” She said taking his hand and running down the beach with him.

Marc shook his head and followed an excited Leila. They climbed over a few rocks where Marc saw an excluded untouched area of the beach with a waterfall. “Wow.” He breathed taking in the beauty of the view before him.

Leila grinned “I know right, come on let’s get in!” she said walking further down almost slipping on a rock.

Marc quickly caught her around the waist before she slipped off. “Careful.” He said pulling her into his chest. Leila met his eyes and gulped when she saw for the first time the love in his violet eyes.

“Um, thanks.” She said with a nervous smile. Marc nodded taking her hand slowly leading her down the rocks until they reached the bottom. “God, it’s so beautiful.” She said her eyes lighting up.

“How did you find this place?” Marc asked as Leila slipped off her beach dress and stood in a red bikini.
“I don’t know, I was just walking mindlessly and I just found myself here.” She shrugged “On three?” she asked gesturing to dive into the water.

“Are you sure it’s deep enough, I would hate to crack my head open.” Marc said uncertainly.

“Yeah, it is. Come on, don’t be such a wuss.”

Marc arched a brow. “I am not a wuss, you’re the wuss.” She grinned back at him over her shoulder.

“That’s mature.”

Marc chuckled. “Don’t make me regret saving you.” he joked and Leila giggled.

“Come on, on three.” She said as they stood side by side. Marc smirked at her. “One, two, three...” they both dived and went
under at the same time. Marc was the first up shaking the water out of his face when Leila surfaced behind him. He heard her gasp and turned to see if she was okay when she stopped him.

“Don’t!” she said quickly. Marc frowned.

“What’s wrong?” he asked concern edging his voice instantly.

Leila blushed. “Um, my bikini top must have come undone because it’s missing.” She said quickly dipping herself further into the water so her chest was out of view.

Marc turned to face her. “Oh, well it’s no big deal Leil’s, I’ve seen you naked.” He said causing Leila to blush a deeper shade of pink covering her top half with her arms.

“You’re a guy you wouldn’t understand.” Marc smiled.

“You’ve got nothing to be shy about, Leila, it’s just Me.” he said and smiled again before taking a step back. Leila watched him curiously as he fumbled around. “If you’re feeling uncomfortable being the only one exposed...I’ll join you.” he said and held up his shorts before tossing them aside.

Leila looked at him wide eyed, “You didn’t have to do that.” She said quietly. Marc nodded taking a step closer to her.
“Yes I did, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable around me, Leila. You can act like a complete goof if you want and I wouldn’t care. It wouldn’t change how I see you.” Leila dropped her gaze from his for a second before looking back up again.

“Thank you, Marc.” Marc nodded before turning and swimming away towards the waterfall. Leila watched him for a moment before swimming after him.

She stopped swimming and came to a stop right behind him. A sudden burst of butterflies began fluttering around wildly in her stomach. She was so nervous she felt sick. She slowly reached up and grasped his shoulders from behind before placing a kiss on it.

(Sade, By Your Side)

Marc closed his eyes when he felt Leila was behind him, his heart jumped up to his throat when her hands slid up his back and stopped at his shoulders. He swallowed hard as she dropped a kiss on his back.
Leila nervously stepped in front of him, her hands coming from his back to rest on his chest as their eyes met. “Leila...” he said through the beating of his heart.

Leila shook her head. “Don’t say anything, please.” She whispered taking his face into her hands. “Just kiss me.”
Marc looked at her for a moment before his arm snaked around her waist bringing her flush against him. “Are you sure?” he asked with a whisper pressing his forehead to hers. Leila nodded. Dipping his head Marc brushed his lips over hers slowly his hand coming up to tangle in her damp hair.

Leila moaned as soon as Marc slipped his tongue into her mouth coaxing her own into his mouth where he sucked and nibbled on it gently before curling his own tongue against hers deepening the kiss further.

Leila brought her arms up from his shoulders and wrapped them loosely around his neck fingering his hair which she found was extremely soft. Moments passed when they finally ended the kiss and parted for air.

Leila pressed her forehead to his cheek for a second to catch her breath back.

Marc sighed tilting his head back when he felt Leila’s lips trailing kisses down from his jawbone to his neck. His arms wrapped tighter around her as his lips descended down to nibble at her earlobe. Leila wrapped her legs around his waist her head fell back allowing Marc more room to continue licking nipping at her throat.

Marc groaned and buried his nose into the hollow of her throat when his erection pressed against her core. He looked up a second later with a frown. “Where’d the rest of your bikini go?” he asked only just realising the bottom of her bathing suit was missing.

“I took it off.” She whispered before dipping her tongue into his ear causing him to shudder. Leila pulled back and pressed her lips to his once again losing herself in ambience of his warm mouth.

“Marc.” She whispered her voice trembling at every touch of their tongues. Leila shivered when Marc’s finger tips ran down her back grasping her waist ever so slightly.

“Leil’s, if you don’t stop me I’m going lose control, please.” His voice was strained and deeper than she had ever heard it. His hot breath on her neck made her quiver and she tightened her legs around his waist pressing herself into his throbbing erection.

“Uhh.” She moaned when the tip if his penis brushed against her hardened nub. “Marc, please...”
Hearing her plead the way she did Marc lost control; he brought his hands down to her backside rubbing his erection harder over her clit. “Please what baby?” he asked huskily.

Leila’s head spun when she heard him call her baby. It was so intimate she never wanted him to stop. “I want you, I need you, please.” She pleaded arching her back pressing herself into him further.

“Leila, are you sure?” he asked his lip brushing over hers ever so lightly.

“Yes, god yes.” That was all Marc needed to hear, he bruised her lips with yet another passionate kiss slowly moving them towards the waterfall.

Leila gasped when the cool water hit her hot flesh. She looked around and noticed they were behind the waterfall in a cosy little alcove. The waterfall hiding them away from the rest of the world giving them the privacy they needed.

Marc detangled himself from Leila before hopping out of the water on to dry land. He pulled her out easily his eyes once again scanning her gorgeous physique.

Leila blushed under his stare her heart rate increasing dramatically. Marc stepped closer to her pulling her once again into his arms sealing their lips together, hands exploring the others body.

Marc swept her into his arms before gently dropping to his knees and placing her into the grass lips all the while locked, tongues dancing in bliss. Leila explored every inch of his body using her finger tips, touching every inch of flesh every
ripple of muscle she could reach.

Marc slowly parted her legs placing himself between her thighs, his lips trailing open mouth kisses down her neck, further down to her chest, his tongue licking tasting every inch of her as he did so. Leila gasped digging her nails into his shoulders as he found his way down to her nipple and began nipping at it gently before sucking until it was raw.

Leila couldn’t help but smile when their eyes met for a moment before he continued his decent down her torso. She felt her stomach tighten when his lips painfully slowly inched their way to her most sacred spot.

Marc looked up at her almost as if to ask her permission to taste her. Leila gave him the permission by arching her back. Marc kissed the inside of her thighs before using his fingers to spread her folds and with a long swipe he licked her.

Leila shivered an unexplainable feeling coursing through her in that moment. Arching herself further into him she felt a vibration and shook visibly when Marc moaned against her burning core.

“Oh.” She breathed lifting her hips off the ground with the pleasures he was endowing her with. “Marc.” He moaned her fingers tangling into his hair as he continued licking her with slowly rhythmic strokes.

The only sounds of the night were the hum of the waterfall, and the sounds of Leila’s laboured breathing. She bit down on her bottom lip to stop herself from screaming as a familiar feeling began to build up in her stomach.

Once Marc sucked her clit into his mouth Leila was gone. She began panting breathlessly her hands grapping fistfuls of grass as her orgasm shot through her like bolts of lightning, each wave bringing her the desperately sought pleasure she had been
aching for.

After cleaning her up Marc crawled back to her, he looked down into her flushed face and smiled. She looked even more beautiful than usual. Leila opened her eyes and looked up at him a smile lit up her face.

Marc leaned forward his muscular body covering her smaller frame. “You taste even better than I ever imagined.” He whispered brushing his lips over hers. Leila brought one of her legs up and wrapped it around his waist while her hands cupped his face deepening the kiss further tasting herself in his tongue.

She pulled back ending the kiss and looking up at him. Marc noticed the concerned look in her eyes and frowned. “What’s wrong?” he asked and she bit her bottom lip.

“Marc, I’ve only...um, I’ve only done this once before.” She admitted her blush deepening.
Marc smiled, he dipped his head and kissed her softer this time, taking the time to feel out her entire mouth. “It’s okay, we can take it as slow as you like.” He assured her pressing his forehead to hers.

Leila smiled silently thanking him, “Just let me know when you’re ready, babe.” He said in a hushed tone his erection pressed at her entrance waiting to be granted permission.

Leila swallowed, “I’m ready.” She said her thighs tightening around his waist.

Marc nodded never taking his eyes off hers he slowly pushed the head in and Leila gasped squeezing her eyes shut. “Baby, look at me.” he whispered his lips brushing on her chin as he spoke. “Just relax, I won’t move until you’re ready.” Leila bit her lip and nodded.

It wasn’t as painful as the first time around but whoever said the second time didn’t hurt was clearly a liar because it stung. She figured it had to be the size difference between Chase and Marc. Marc was thicker.

“Just do it, go all the way in.” She said a painful look on her face.

“It’s gonna hurt, honey, are you sure?” he asked and watched as he nodded. “Okay, just hold on to me.” he said gave her a minute to grip his shoulders tightly.

Leila gasped loudly and buried her face into the crook of his neck while her nails dug into his shoulders. Marc resisted the urge to moan.

“Jesus, you’re so tight.” He whispered giving her a moment to adjust to the new invasion before he began moving with slow and steady strokes.

After a few minutes the pain ebbed away leaving behind only the thrilling sensation Marc was bestowing her with. “Oh Marc...” she moaned pulling her legs up further urging him to go deeper.

Marc looked down at her gorgeous smile lighting up his handsome face. “Feel good?” he asked thrusting into her a little deeper.

Leila nodded moaning as his lips attacked her neck kissing and biting her until he left a love bite at the base of her neck. Moments later Marc picked up his pace and began going deeper and harder. His thrust grew frantic as they both felt their orgasms building up within them.

“Marc, I’m gonna...uh.” Leila whimpered as her orgasm once again reaching its peak, she shook with pure bliss with his name on her lips.

Marc followed her over the edge, as soon as he felt her wall clamp down on him like a vice he pulled out shooting his load all over her toned stomach. “Uh, fuuuck...Leila.” he groaned his head thrown back, his mouth hung open in exertion.

Leila watched as he stroked himself and found herself getting aroused all over again. Marc caught the look in her eyes and arched a brow at her. “What?”

Leila smiled impishly at him, her eyes never leaving his as she took a hold of his wrist and brought his fingers to her lips and licked tasting him before sucking it into her mouth. Marc watched her closely closing his eyes when her tongue swirled around his finger.

Leila pulled back with a quiet moan, one that sent shivers up Marc’s spine. “You shouldn’t be allowed to be so damned sexy. It should be a crime.”

Leila grinned stepping closer to him, “If that’s the case you would be serving a life sentence.” She whispered reaching up and pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. Her dainty fingers ran down his torso and delicately brushed her finger tips over his shaft which jumped instantly at her touch.

“It seems Master M, wants to play some more.” She said pushing him and they both fell into the water with a splash lips still locked.

Marc laughed once they surfaced. Leila wrapped herself around him this time easily slipping his rigid rod inside her and moaning in bliss. Marc cupped her shapely behind as she moved against him “Mm, I had no idea you were so randy, baby?” he said
kissing her jaw.

“Neither did I, you must bring it out in Me.” she breathed before melding their lips together. They went another round and by the hour they were exhausted.

Leila was laying on her front her fingers lazily running in the water her mind completely blank. For the first time in a long time she was at peace. She watched Marc swimming and couldn’t help the smile from pulling at her lips. He really was an amazing lover she thought with a sudden quiver.

Marc swam towards her stopping once he reached her. He leaned up and placed a kiss on her lips. “What are you thinking about so deeply?” he asked his lips brushing over her shoulder blade.

Leila closed her eyes and sighed. “Absolutely nothing, for the first time in a really long time my mind is actually at peace.” She said lifting her hair and brushing her finger over his cheek.

Marc smiled. “I’m glad. You deserve a little peace Leil’s.” They shared a look for a moment, Leila smiled. “Come on, it’s getting late we should get back.” Marc said pulling himself out of the water. “Oh and I look what I found.” He said holding up
the top to her bikini.

Leila laughed standing up to collect part of her bathing suit. Marc pulled it back so she couldn’t reach it. Leila arched a brow placing her hands at her hips mock glaring at him. Marc chuckled and drew her into him claiming her lips once more.
Leila wrapped her arm around his shoulders melting into his arm as the kiss grew deeper and more heated. “Mm, we should go home. I need a shower.” Leila mumbled pulling back to look up at him through her lashes.

“Do you now, because I happen to like you dirty.” Marc drawled twitching his brows at her.

She grinned biting down on her bottom lip, “Well, maybe I can get a little dirtier in the shower.”

“Really, then let’s get you into that shower right away.” He said with a roguish smile. The lovers quickly got dressed and
began their short walk home.

Leila was running down the beach Marc hot on her tail, their laughter echoing in the silent night. The time was gone past ten which meant they had been at the meadow for over four hours.

They were about five minutes to the house when they decided on a bet that Leila could beat Marc in a race back to the house. Marc took the bet and even gave her a head start.

Leila was sprinting down the beach giggling when she suddenly came to a halt upon noticing a figure standing a few feet in front of her. She blinked panting from her run, her heart beating painfully in her chest.

“Chase?” she said in between breaths. She looked over her shoulder and saw Marc standing not so far away from her an indifferent look in his eyes as he glared at Chase. She turned and looked back at her best friend who was now closer to her; he stood there with his hands shoved into the pockets of his light blue jeans. Hair as always pulled back into a neat ponytail and on top he was wearing a tight wife beater. To put it simply...he looked HOTT!

“What are you doing here?” she asked narrowing her blue eyes.

Chase who was glaring at Marc looked down at Leila. “I’m here for you.” he said coolly.

Leila blinked confused. “Why?” she asked crossing her arms over her chest. Chase took a step closer to her he reached out and took a hold of her shoulders.

“Because I love you, and I wanna be with you.” he said his fingers trailing up to her cheeks.

Leila looked up into his eyes and almost instantly recognised the love and warmth she missed. She looked back at Marc who was watching the two with a close eye. “Um, I have to talk to Marc.” She said trying to pull out of Chase’s hold but he stopped her.

“Why, you don’t owe him anything, Leila.” He said with a frown. Leila shook her head and pulled out of his hold and walked over to Marc.

Leila pressed her lips together as she looked into Marc’s eyes which were completely blank. She took a step closer to him and placed her hands on his chest. “Marc...I-”

Marc shook his head taking a hold of her wrists and peeled them off of him, his eyes looking at the ground. “-Don’t Leila.” He said and looked up his gaze icy unlike the warm and loving ones Leila was used to receiving from him. “You should go with Chase.” he said stonily and took a step back dropping her hands as he did so.

Leila frowned, “What?”

“He loves you, you love him. You got what you wanted, he’s here...for you.” He said leaning on the wall his expression vacant.

“Marc, what about us-”

“-There is no us, Leila. There never was.” He said folding his arms over his chest a bored look on his face.

Leila frowned in confusion. “What do mean, I thought that-”

“-Well you thought wrong.” He snapped his violet eyes now turning darker. Leila blinked. “What we had was nothing. You were
just a toy Leila...nothing more.” He said coldly.

Tears pooled in her blue eyes and she shook her head. “No, you’re lying. You said you love Me.” she said tears slipping past her blue eyes.

Marc looked startled for a moment before his expression hardened again. “I said no such thing.”

“Yes you did, I heard you. I heard you tell, Elle you were in love with me.” Marc’s jaw clenched and unclenched as he continued to glare at her.

“What you heard was a lie, I don’t love you. I did what I had to, to get Leila Callaway into my bed. You were just another conquest, Leila. You mean nothing to me and you never will. ” he said fighting to keep the tremor from his voice.

“No, I don’t believe you, you’re lying look at you you’re shaking.” Marc swallowed hard his hands turned to fists by his sides. “Why are you doing this?” she cried tears falling freely from her eyes.

“Because, it’s fun and I don’t care who I hurt as long as I get what I want.” He said coldly. “I wanted you; I got you and now it’s time to move on. You want romance run back to your little boyfriend. However if he can’t cut and you feel like a good fuck, you know where to find me. I’d be more than happy to keep you as my play thing baby.”
Leila shook her head. “I know you don’t mean that. This isn’t you.” she sniffled taking a step towards him.

Marc laughed. “You don’t even know me.” he barked harshly causing Leila to flinch. “You were a good fuck Leila. But that’s all you have going for you. I was expecting you to be a virgin but I looks like you whored yourself up before I got to you.” he said viciously.

SMACK!

Marc closed his eyes when Leila’s hand met his left cheek. “You bastard.” She hissed through her tears. Marc took a step closer to her but she shoved him away from her. “No, don’t you dare touch me. You stay away from me.” she said hitting his chest with her fists. “You said you cared about me. You stood in front of my family and lied, I trusted you. How could you do this to me?” she cried hitting him. “I hate you!”

Marc took her by her shoulders and shook her. “The feeling’s mutual honey, now go back to your boyfriend, I’m sick of the sight of you.” he said shoving her away from him. “Remember, if lover boy can’t cut it. Come find me, won’t you?” said loud enough for Chase to hear.

“You son of a bitch, I’m gonna kill you!” Chase roared his fist meeting Marc’s jaw. Marc fell back when Chase lunged at him blow after blow bruising his face.

“Chase, STOP IT!” Leila screamed desperately trying to pull Chase off Marc who was coughing and spitting out blood.

Chase never stopped he kicked Marc who was still on the floor not a single groan or cry of pain as Chase’s foot met his ribs. “Come on hit me back, you bitch!” Chase hissed pulling his fist back and pounding it into Marc’s temple.

“Chase, you’re going to kill him...STOP!” she pushed Chase away from Marc and fell to her knees beside him. His face drenched in blood, he opened his eyes when he felt Leila’s fingers brush his hair back and just for the briefest moment she saw the pain and anguish his violet eyes held before they turned cold and unyielding once again.

(Band of Horses, No Ones Gonna Love You More Than I Do)

The two remained still gazing at each other. Leila through her tears was still searching for the old Marc. The Marc that made love to her, the Marc that made her laugh.

Marc glared at Leila coldly, “I said go.” He hissed wiping the blood from his lips, his chest rising and falling with every breath he took. “GO!”

Leila shook her head and stood up, turning on her heel she walked off towards Chase who still seething his fist clenching and unclenching. “This isn’t over.” He spat angrily.

Leila looked back at him once more the pain in her eyes blue evident.

Marc held in the tears until she was too far to notice them, he watched as Chase took her into his arms and they walked off together. It broke his heart to see her cry but he couldn’t let her see the side of him that was shattering. He did what he had too; he let her go; now she could be happy without him holding her back. But now Marc had to live with the consequences of losing her. Never seeing her again, never kissing or touching her. The thing worst of them all was the heartache.

That dull void she left behind.

“Fuck!” With blinding anger he took a hold of the closest object to him and hurled it as far as he could before falling to his knees desperately trying to breathe through the breaking of his heart.

^^**^^

A few hours later, Leila was packed and back on her family’s jet on her way back home. It was ironic really; she left with Marc to get away from the pain Chase caused her and now she was heading back home with Chase broken by Marc.

Chase leaned forward on his seat resting his elbows on his knees and clasping his fingers together. Leila hadn’t said a single word to him since they walked away from Marc.

He sighed. “Lei, babe, please talk to me? What on your mind?” he asked his soft brown eyes watching her closely.

“A while ago my mind was completely at peace and now...there’s all this chaos going on in there. I can’t believe how wrong I was about him.” She said her eyes filling with tears once again. “I believed everything he said...all the shit he fed me, I bought all of it.” She shook her head. “God, I’m such an idiot.” She cried.

“Leila you’re not an idiot. You’ll get through this baby, I’ll help you through.” He said and Leila winced.

“Don’t patronise me, Chase. Truth is you’re no better than he is!” she snapped turning her face away from him.
Chase frowned. “What?” he asked bewildered.

“You heard me, don’t sit there and act all innocent. It’s because of you I’m in this mess to begin with.” She said hotly.

Chase narrowed his eyes. “Wait a minute, I never told you to jump on a plane and run away with him, you did that on your own.” Chase spat annoyed.

“If you never broke my heart I wouldn’t have run away with him.”

“Damn it, Leila, I said I’m sorry, what more do you want?” he asked his brown eyes wide as he glared at her. “I broke up with Nicole, I fly half way across the world to come and find you, to tell you I wanna be with you and you’re lashing out on me.”
Leila narrowed her eyes at him. “You think your stupid apology is going to make me feel better?” she asked. “You think it’s going to suddenly make me forget about you rejecting me. And now what, I should be thankful that you dumped your girlfriend and came to find me? It only took you what, two week after I told you I was in love with you to figure out you loved me too?”

Chase shook his head. “I never rejected you. You know I love you, Leila. I’ve loved you all along.”

“Then what took you so long? Why didn’t you drop Nicole and be with me if you loved me so much?” she asked.

“I didn’t wanna hurt her.”

“Bullshit!” Leila spat angrily. Chase looked startled for a moment before glaring at her. “If you truly loved me like you claim you do, then you wouldn’t have cared about Nicole and her goddamn feelings.” She hissed. “You would have put me first, like I did you.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Adrian, why do you think we broke up, Chase?” Chase blinked. “I told him I slept with you and he was willing to forgive me so long as I never saw you again. But you know what, as stupid as I was I told him I wouldn’t, because YOU were my world, my everything and that there would be no me if there was no you. I didn’t even think twice because the love I had for you was so much stronger than anything I ever felt for him.” she cried. “And what hurts the most is that you couldn’t even do the same for me. So don’t you dare sit there and claim that you love me.”

Chase took her hands but Leila pulled them back and shook her head. “Baby, please. I made a mistake, a stupid mistake but I do love you, you have to believe that. My head has just been so fucked up lately I could think straight, I want you, I need you. Please just give us a chance?” he said falling to his knees in front of her.

Leila shook her head. “No, it’s too late; the chance has come and gone, Chase. I would have given anything to hear you say those words a few weeks ago, but now I realise what Marc’s been telling me, I deserve better than this. I’ve spent too much time crying over you and I’m worn out. Not only did you fuck up every chance we had by rejecting me but you also destroyed all the love and respect I felt for you too.” She said sadly.

Chase touched her cheek. “Leila, please don’t talk like that. I know we can work through this, I know we can. Don’t give up on me.” he pleaded and only for a moment he thought he was getting through to her until what she said next.

“I slept with Marc. Do you still think we can make this work? Do you think you can stand to look at me knowing that he’s been touching and kissing me?” Chase swallowed hard and dropped his hand from her cheek. “Now tell me how you really feel, Chase?”
Silence fell amongst them as the realisation of reality itself came crashing down on both of them. Life isn’t a fairy tale and they are both realising that the hard way.

Can what they once had still be salvaged?

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Okay my lovely readers the votes go as followed.

Chase- 29

Marc- 32

It’s a very close call. But I’m not gonna say who has won just yet.

So review for the next chappie