Primrose's POV
I stood in her room with my arms crossed. She walked up to me holding a jar filled with paper.
"What's this?"
"My apology. Aunt Alex helped me with it."
"And that is?"
"Every reason why I love him and I'm sorry and he's the best." She said as her voice cracked.
For the first time in a while, I hugged her. I wiped away her tears.
"Do you think, it'll work?"
"I dunno. I'm sorry for how I acted. You just really upset me. Is there anyway else you thought of?"
She looked down as she shook her head.
"I feel really bad. I didn't mean to upset him."
I brought her to my room. I knocked on the door.
"Hey Nyx? You awake?"
He didn't answer me. All he did was, cover his face with a pillow. Me and Marionette walked up to the bed.
"Daddy? I'm sorry."
He hid underneath the blanket.
Oh god.
He's never been like this before.
What the hell?
"Onyx?"
I picked the blanket up a bit. I saw tear stains on the bed. His eyes were red and puffy.
"Baby?"
He shook his head. I put my right hand on his cheek.
"Nyx? She has something for you."
Marionette climbed onto the bed. Onyx sniffled.
"Daddy? I love you."
He started crying more. He rolled over so, his back would be facing us.
"Nyxy?"
"Go away please."
"No. She wants to give you something."
Marionette found a way, underneath the blanket.
"Daddy? Why won't you look at me?"
"You really hurt me."
"I'm really sorry. I made you something."
Onyx sniffled.
"Oh yeah?"
"Maybe you should tell him what it is?"
"I-it's I love you a-and I'm sorry a-and you're the best notes."
He didn't say anything back.
"Daddy?"
I heard him start crying more.
"Onyx?"
I took the blanket off him. I saw him, hugging Marionette. The jar was opened. There were, pieces of paper on the bed. I started rubbing his back.
"I love you. Please never do that to me again Marionette."
"I'm sorry daddy."
He calmed down after a few minutes. He sat up and I sat next to him. I put my head on his shoulder. He kept hugging Marionette.
"See? I told you, she doesn't hate you."
He put his head, on mine. Marionette wiped away his tears. He sniffled then smiled.
"Nyx? Look at me."
He looked at me. I kissed him.
"We both love you. She said what, she said out of anger. When I told her, she hurt you, she was very upset."
"S-she was?"
"Mhm."
Marionette kissed his cheek. She curled up into a ball, in his lap. She put his arms, around her.
"I missed you daddy."
"I missed you too Princess."
"How's your hand and chest?"
He held out his hand.
"My stitches got taken out so, that's a good thing. Same with my chest."
Marionette grabbed his hand. She started tracing his scar.
"Does it hurt?"
"A bit."
She kissed his scar. He chuckled.
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The Boy With A Child
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