chapter 22

"What are you talking about son?"Mark's mother yells at him,but Mark seemed unfazed by her tone.

"You heard me mom"Mark said without looking at his mother before grabbing Barbie's hand.

"You don't have to do this,"Barbie whispers to Mark.

"Well I want to,"Mark assures her, causing her to smile.

"Are you trying to ruin our reputation?"Mark's mother barks at him from behind.

Mark held Barbie's hand and moved towards where the people were leaving his mother to fume with anger and Rose to glare at them.

"Mark what will people say"Barbie nervously says as they put their legs into the bucket of fruits being squashed a little.

"Well I don't give a damn what people think or say"Mark held her firm in his arms.

"Alright then"Barbie gave him a warm smile before matching the fruits while holding onto him.