That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 76- Promises

"We have already addressed this, Marilyn. Y/n doesn't belong to you. And you have no right to be here." Larissa said.

"Larissa... maybe let's go..." In a quiet voice, you said. You didn't want to know what was rushing through Thronhill's head, but you knew enough to know it wasn't anything good.

"Oh, but we just started chatting... didn't we, Larissa?" In response to your concerns that were made directly to Larissa, Marilyn responded, giving you an even tighter knot in your stomach.

"What do you want?" You asked.

"Nothing..." The word nothing she was saying seemed to be stretching out for ages when suddenly her voice dropped to a darker and more sinister one, "Besides you..." For a second, you had stopped following her hand that had been stretching across the table. You only returned your attention to it when she retracted it and placed it in her jacket pocket. You weren't quite sure if she had something in her hand and if Larissa picked up on it as well. But if not, then you will keep an eye on her more carefully.

"All I ever wanted was you, Y/n." The redhead began to slowly move away from the desk she once called hers, closer to you, which made you just want to be anywhere else than there. "But, you just had to choose her over me. This lonely, self-absorbed woman."

"Don't you go near her, Marilyn! I warn you." Larissa took a step closer, towards Marilyn, which almost made you want to rush forward, grab her arm, and pull her away.

"Or what? You're going to threaten me? You already made me lose my job. My hopes and dreams. Everything. You ruined everything for me, Larissa. At least you could give up Y/n for my sake." Thornhill replied, the anger in her voice was visibly growing, but so did Larissa's.

"Y/n is not an object I carry around. She makes her own choices, and she chooses who she wants to be with on her own. And she chose me, and there is nothing you can do about it." And it seemed like this was what tipped Marilyn off the edge.

Her pupils dilated from anger, and the next thing you saw was her hand reaching back into her pocket, and you knew. 

This won't end well.

One second you stood where you had been standing the whole time, and the next, you were darting in front of Larissa to protect her when you saw Thronhill pull a syringe out of her pocket.

She launched at Larissa with it, but before she could manage to get to her, you put yourself in the way, crossing your arms in the process over your face from instinct when you felt a sharp stinging pain in your wrist.

Seconds after, you heard the syringe drop on the floor, and Larissa shouted your name in the background, but all you could focus on was that one spot on your wrist. It hurt, but at the same time, it felt numb, hot, and cold all at once. For a few seconds, you felt fine. You thought you would be fine, that this would all go away, and you would be fine. Oh, but you were so wrong. This was just the beginning of your nightmare. The next thing came the shiver through your whole body.

"What did you do!" You heard Larissa shout, but you couldn't care less about that right now. All you needed right now was to grab onto something, to stabilize yourself before your feet gave under you as the liquid that Thronhill injected in you spread across your body.

While Larissa was shouting at Marylin, and she was mumbling forgiveness, you managed to stumble over to another desk. You somehow tried to grab onto it, but in the end, only managed to tip over some glassware that shattered on the floor, and then all the noise stopped.

No more shouting. No apologizing.

And that is when it finally hit Larissa. How serious this situation was.