You love me? (Sashannarcy)

1-Marcy's coming over!

"SASHA SASHA SASHA" Anne shouted, entering in the room.

"What is it Anne" said Sasha, putting her coffee on the desk in front of her.
Anne ran over Sasha, her work uniform still up and the hair in a messy boun.

"Marcy is coming for Christmas!!!! Can you belive it? The three of us togheather again?"

A big smile took place in Sasha's face.

"That's good news! She could stay whit us instead of with her mother, it doesn't seem like ms Wu have enought to worry about already?"

"That's exactly what i wanted to ask you! You are fine with It right? I mean you two have a past" while saying that Anne's cheeks turned light red and looked away from the couch where Sasha was sit on.

"Don't worry Anne, I know how much you like to have Marcy around. And I would like to see her more too"

"Thanks Sasha! I know you would have agreed"

"If you were that sure then you could have waited till after work, instead of running into my office in the moment that my patient leaves"

Anne flustered a bit before answering.

"Fine. I was a little excited. Then when will you come home? I've finished for today"

"Changing the subject Bunchoy?" Said Sasha, with a grin on her face.

Anne's face got even more red after that question.

"Anyway, I have the last patient and then I'm all yours"

Anne answerd with a soft smile, the one that made a lot of hearts melt.

"Then see you at dinner Waybright"
She said leaving the room.

Sasha's pov
As the door closed I let out a sigh of relief. Of course I was happy about Marcy coming over, but Anne wasn't just happy. It was oblivious, I learned to read her well in all those years. If It wasn't love then, what was? Crazy ammiration? Less probabil but still possibile. After coming back from amphibia, I tried to distanze myself from them, I know I was just an obstacle between the two girls. They were meant to be, they always were. But before amphibia I was too selfish to atmid It. I wanted Anne for myself, and I still do. But after the "bar incident" I don't think I'll ever be able to convince Anne that I always lov- liked her.
I mean, I know I've kissed Marcy that day and It felt- right. But things between us are definetly a mess. I should just give the two lovebird some space.

Marcy's pov
"Finally, that was the last box"
I walk away from the camion to watch my work. A camion full of boxes, ready to leave.

"It's done, m'am?"

"Yes, you can go now"

I finish sign up some cards and pay the guys for the help. Then I reenter my "home", or the place where I lived for two years. I never really liked that place so I always ended up working at my book in the park or at the train station, quiet places.

I grab the last things left, a photo of Anne, Sasha and I and the bathroom things (didn't want to put them in the suitcase). I look at the flat for a moment, before close the door and never come back.

I call a taxi and go straight to the airport. I was early but who cares, considering my luck something would have been wrong with the tickets.

I am so excited about staying with Anne and Sasha (even if it's gonna be SOOOOOO awkward, especially with Sash), but I haven't told them that I don't plan to come back. I mean, it was great living here, but everyone stares at me like an outsider, at least in amphibia the newts were polite and didn't made you notice it. Anyway I have enought money, selling that flat and the car, for maintein myself, so I think I'll stay with Anne and Sash only for Christmas.

Anne's pov
Marcy's coming over. I still can't belive it. It's a dream come true. We barely see each other. The last time I saw it was last Christmas, a couple of hours, for dinner, nothing special, we didn't even had the time for a proper chat. But for Sasha it'll be harder. I know it's her job to find out what the other are thinking and to Hide her emotions, but I know her since kindergarten, c'mon it's oblivious that she still likes Marcy, I can't blame her.
After all, who wouldn't? During the last year I dated Mike, sweet guy just not my tipe, and for what I know even Marcy, with her skills of socialyzing, dated. But Sasha never, the only dinners that she had out was with me or for work. We decided to live togheather when Marcy moved, because we work close, but she always come home later.

Okay so, that's the first chapter of my firt story, I hope you enjoyed and blah blah blah.
Now, I'm italian, so if I made any mistakes please tell me, I beg you, this story is really important to me, and you couldn't belive HOW FUCKING HARD IS TO WRITE IN ENGLISH ON AN ITALIAN KEYBOARD. See you on the next chapter.
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