Marjoreece Oneshots

Are you ok?

TW: (Talk of) Eating disorder, (Talk of) panic attacks

A/N: apologies for this chapter, it is a really long one to read, the longest out of all mine so far.

(Marjorie's pov)

There is something off with Reece. I don't know what it is but he isn't himself. He woke up earlier and went for a long run, which he never normally does, and then he got ready for work super early and just sat on the sofa downstairs until I came down.

I'm staring at him in the car, his knuckles on one hand going white with how tightly he is gripping the steering wheel, while the other is holding my hand, extremely tight.

"Reece? Are you ok?" I ask, gently as I don't want to upset him anymore than already, and I don't want to push him.

"Yes, I'm fine gorgeous" he bluntly replies, squeezing my hand, trying to reassure me yet it isn't like his normal reassurance squeezes.

"Are you sure? Because you aren't normally this stressed and upset, I'm here if..." I say, not getting to the end of my sentence as he interrupts me.

"Oh my god Marjorie, I just told you I'm ok, leave me alone. God, you're so pushy, why can't you just shut up, get out, I don't even want to look at you or be near you!" he shouts, snatching his hand away from mine as we pull into the car park.

"Oh.. uhm..ok..." I say, trying to cover the fact my voice is breaking and tears are starting to fall. I grab my bag and scramble out the car and into the nursery, not looking back once.

I get into the office and just sit in my chair, putting my head in my hands, and just breaking down. Thankfully I was alone, Autumn wasn't due to come in today as she had a day off, so I'd be alone for a while.

Why did he yell at me? Was I too pushy? Was that the end? He doesn't even want to look at me, am I that horrible? All these thoughts are swarming my head and it's getting difficult to breathe. No, no, no not here Marjorie, pull yourself together.

Someone crouches in front of me, reaching out for my hands, I flinch back, thinking it's Reece, I don't want him here, not now. I can't quite hear them, and my eyes won't stop crying so I can't see them, but I do manage to make out some words, "Me... Autumn...". That's when I slide myself off my chair and into her arms, I know I'm safe, especially with the guard dog.

I lean my head against her chest, hearing her heartbeat, focusing so hard to match my breathing with it, whilst she just holds me. I don't know how long it's been, but now the tears have subsided and my breathing is more regular.

"I'm sorry, I didn't.. mean to... it just... I'm sorry..." I say to her, trying not to cry again.

"No, no, it's not your fault, ok? These things happen, and they can be scary but you are safe, I'm here and you're safe, I'll be here until you feel ready to move, ok?" she says, and i just hold her tighter, as my way of saying thank you.

After a while, I stand up and sit back into my chair, helping Autumn up as well.

"Thanks Autumn, I know that you hate hugs and emotion, so that must've pained you to do, but thanks" I say looking at her and smiling.

"It's ok Marjorie, for you, it's not too bad, but don't tell anyone I said that." she replies, gently smiling back at me. "Do you want to talk about what triggered it, if not that's fine." she asks, grabbing her chair and placing it in front of me, sitting down.

"Yeah, but can I just ask a quick question?" I ask, to which she tilts her head slightly to the side. "Why are you here, it is your day off after all" I ask, to which she nods her head, realising why I was confused now.