Marjories POV:
After I had cheered up I just sat in Reece's arms for a while, it was comforting. Later on, we went home and laid on the sofa, I was in between his legs with my head on his chest. He had his arms around my waist, Reece usually covered himself in oversized, baggy hoodies but today he was only wearing a t-shirt. Now I know why he always wore hoodies, there were fading scars all up his arms, the poor man had been through so much and he deserved so much better. I traced my thumb over the scars "Darling are these what I think they are...?" I questioned him, he simply nodded. "I'm always here for you my love, you know that right? But please never ever do that to yourself again, it's an unhealthy habit and it will only ruin you darling." I told him, "I know... I'll try gorgeous."
