Desperate Measures. Larissa Weems x Marilyn Thornhill

Dial drunk

POV: Larissa

(Some good Larissa and Marilyn fluff)

I had always been good with pushing my emotions into a spot where I don't have to acknowledge I have them. If we're being honest, I am not good with emotions, period. Everything had been going so well, but deep down everything was falling apart, piece by piece.

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have changed anything that happened even if I could. It's all just starting to be too much. For instance, I don't even know what Marilyn and I have. Do we have a relationship, do we want to label what we have, even if it isn't a relationship. We haven't talked about it yet, we haven't talked to each other since that night of the Raven.

Life just seems to be swallowing me into the dark depths of its despair. I am drowning in amongst the harsh waves, the currents so strong I can't swim back up to the top.

I just feel so stuck.

I sit at my desk with my head in my hands and a glass of wine not fair from my grasp. I don't really know what pushed me over the edge that night, but that night I let my emotions get the best of me. Tears started to flood my eyes and my lips began to quiver, until I couldn't hold the tears in anymore. Once the tears started to stream down my cheeks there would be no stopping them. I brought my hand up to my mouth to cover the small sobs that seeped through. I buried my head deep in my hands, looking for any sort of comfort I could give myself.

In that moment of mourning for the loss of my pride and confidence, I became fully vulnerable, which doesn't come often.

In amongst my weeping, I heard a quick knock on the door before they quickly turned the knob and entered. I quickly tried my best to wipe away the tears and get back to my professional presenting self.

"I am sorry for the intrusion Ms. Weems, but there's something very fascinating I want to show you" Marilyn smiled as she squeezed through the door trying not to make it known to the outside that she had come in. When you scanned the room to see where I was, I could see that when you noticed me you knew something was wrong. I guess my tear-stained cheeks and blood shot eyes couldn't go unnoticed.

You cautiously made your way up to the desk, "Larissa are you okay, what happened" You asked with confusion. I sniffled while wiping my eyes trying to make it less noticeable that I was crying. I pulled back from the desk when you walked around the desk to meet me behind it.

The way you knelt in front of me and held my hands in yours with a sincere yet worried smile on your face, melted my heart. I gave a weak smile back to show I appreciated your presence. You opened your arms for an embrace, and I dove in. I scooted forward to wrap my arms around your waist.

"What's wrong my love" You asked while you rubbed my back.

While buried in your torso I replied, "I got so worked up and overwhelmed. I fell apart". Which then led to more tears.

You pulled back to kneel in front of me again, you brought your hand up to my cheek to wipe away the tears that fell, then pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Darling, you should have told me. I could have found a way to help".

"I know I just, I-I am not good with this type of stuff" I replied while staring at the floor to avoid eye contact.

You gently led my chin up to meet your gaze, "That's okay, we'll work on that" You smiled. You leaned in to press your lips against mine then brought me in again for a hug.

"Just let me know when you're struggling, and I'll do my best to help you in any way I can" You whispered.  

(Notes)

I wanted this chapter to be fluff and hurt, I wanted to show the hurt side of Larissa that we don't get to see. And also I am going through a tough break up so I have all them emotions handy. And I've been listening to Noah Kahan's new songs Dial drunk and You're gonna go far. There so good and full of raw emotion, there so good, very much recommend. Sorry it's been so long since I have uploaded. I'll make sure to add more soon. Hope Yall liked it, peace out besties.