I didn't need to provoke Mark that way but if I didn't, we wouldn't be getting anywhere. I was convinced that he had a hand on Zane and I breaking up but for the other factors... I was going to find out about it.
"Haha," Mark laughed, and then his smile turned into a bitter frown. "You always know how to be a thorn in my flesh."
Yeah, there it was. That dick bastard's true nature. He was over 36 years old but he was still playing such childish tricks on me.
"What did I ever do to you?" I asked. It was the question that had been simmering in my heart for the longest time. "You've hated me since I was born. You took my things, turned my friends away from me, and made our parents like me less and less with each passing day. What did I ever do to you, Mark?"
"What did you do?" Make asked and his lips curled. "You took my place, that's what you did."
His words confused me.
"I don't understand," I said. "What place?"
