***Marlon and I rarely talked to each other the next day, but that was probably because I had been cooped up in Clementine's and A.J.'s old room. He also hasn't said a word since last night, and he had been coloring all day. I just left him alone for the moment until he had processed what just happened and his emotions in the proper way.
I was laying on A.J.'s bed, not laying on Clem's out of respect for her as I closed my eyes, letting my thoughts take control of my mind even though the only thing I could think of right now was Marlon.
His touch, his voice. Everything about him. Even though I was still very upset with him and didn't want to talk about anything right now, all I could think about was him.
"Aubrey."
I heard A.J.'s voice snap me out of my thoughts as my eyes fluttered open, and I sat up on the bed, looking over at him as he had at least five papers in his hands with drawings all over them.
"What's up, bud?" I asked, seeing what he wanted or if he needed anything.
He looked down at the drawings then back up at me, and my heart almost shattered to pieces. I could see the pain I'm his eyes, and it broke me. I felt for him, deeply.
"Can we go set these at Clem's grave? I heard Ruby say something about her being buried when she walked by." He asked me.
I felt a bit of nervousness and anxiety full up in my stomach as we hadn't been out around everybody since yesterday, and I didn't know how they'd all react to us going out there, even though A.J. was the closest to Clem out of all of us here.
"Of course. Let's go." I said to him sweetly as I stood up and walked over to the door, opening it as I stopped dead in my tracks. Marlon standing there, looking down at me with the same expression as mine as he looked like he was getting ready to knock.
I didn't say anything a there was an awkward silence that filled the air, but after a few moments, he broke it.
"Hey." He said to me, putting his hand down while putting both of them behind his back while he locked eyes with me.
"Hi." I responded plainly.
"I was wondering if we could talk? We didn't really get a chance last night..." He said to me.
Last night.
Memories flushed through my mind as I tried to ignore them. I looked up at Marlon, staring into his beautiful blue eyes before looking back at A.J., seeing how heartbroken he was as he looked back at me.
I then sighed and looked at Marlon before shaking my head in response to his question.
"Maybe later. Sorry." I said to him as I walked out of the room with A.J., closing the door behind us we left Marlon to stand there. He was upset, but he let us go without saying another word.
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All eyes were on us as A.J. and I walked out there, and everyone was gathered around Clem and Brody's gravesites. He payed no attention to them, but I did. And I could most definitely tell that we were not wanted here right now.
"Oh God. They're here." Aasim said, rolling his eyes as Violet glared over at him.
"So what? Clem was like a mother to A.J. He has every right to be here." She said, looking at me as she gave me a soft smile. I gave her one back, but I put my hand on A.J.'s shoulder as we walked closer to the grave, noticing Ruby sobbing over Brody's.
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"Fucked Up Sweethearts." (TWDG Marlon Fanfiction)
Fanfiction⚠️This story contains mature content.⚠️ Aubrey is a seventeen year old girl who has spent months running from her past, trying to find shelter she could stay in for a few days until she was ready to get back on the road again. That's when she came a...