Freak Love (Mister Morgue)

We'll Get Through This

*Morgue's POV*

I gasped for air, as I collapsed onto the ground in the middle of the driveway. I tried to take steady breathes, but I was making it worse by worrying about Mercy so much. I have to stop thinking, this is what caused my panic attack, but I can't.

Where is my dear? Is she okay? What could've gotten to her? I've never seen her cry before, this has to be serious. What if she's hurt? Maybe she tripped while running and she's calling for me. But, I'm not there, I'm here.

What if she needs me? I need her, I need her badly. I need to see her beautiful face and hug her and kiss her sweet lips.

I have to do something.

RUMBLE!

I squinted my eyes, and looked up at the sky, just to see rain start pouring down on me. I grunted and starred up, water getting in my eyes. I wiped my face with my sleeve and coughed hard. I placed my hands on the ground in front of me and stood up, shakily.

CRACK!

"M-Mercy!" I yelled, putting all of my weight on my right leg, urging myself not to fall onto the wet concrete, again. "P-Please, M-Mercy!"

"Morgue?" I heard an angelic voice say behind me.

I quickly turned around to see my lovely girlfriend facing me. My whole life just flashed before my eyes, but I see her and everything is okay, now. I see that she was all wet, like me, her hair is a mess, and her face is all red and puffy from crying.

She is so beautiful.

I sighed of major relief, and she ran to me and hugged my chest tight, making me cough hard.

She quickly let go and gasped, "B-Baby, are y-you okay?"

I tried to hide my pain, and I nodded, faking a smile so I wouldn't worry her.

She bit her lip, but then started weeping into my chest, "I-I'm sorry, Morgue. I d-didn't mean to make a big scene and for you to get hurt. I'm s-so sorry, baby. I j-just got really upset and I n--"

I stopped her, "D-Darling, please stop crying."

She looked at me and her lip quivered. Her eyes were complete sadness and I could hear her heart weeping. This is terrible, what should I do? She is breaking down right before my eyes and I having no idea what to say or do to fix this.

"It's k-killing me, seeing you like this, dear." I tried to shout over the loud rain pouring down on us.

"I-I'm sorry, I--"

"You really frightened me." I said, swallowing my thoughts and rubbing my throbbing head.

She sighed and hugged me carefully, making my eyes flutter. I stroked her hair and tried to forget about all of the bad things that could've happened to her.

"M-Morgue?" I heard her ask, her face still burried in my chest.

"Yes, my angel?" I asked, not knowing what would come next.

She looked up from my chest, her eyes made me want to scream, she looked so sad. I held back to urge to kiss her, this was not the time. She needs support, but I really just don't know what to do.

She let go slowly and stood in fron of me, I looked straight down at her, seeing her expression sadden even more, if that was possibe. I gulped and she took my hand and slowly brought it up to her cheek.

"B-Baby.. p-please don't get mad at me..." She whispered, against my hand.

I gapsed, "I c-could never be mad at you in a thousand years, darling."

She looked into my eyes for the longest time, just starring. I gulped as the time passed, seeing as I needed to know what she was going to say. I've gotten lost in her beautiful gray eyes, my head feels light and empty. I tilted my head, as she took a deep breathe and looked down at her feet.

I strained myself, as she opened her mouth to speak.

"I-I'm...anorexic..."

My jaw dropped, "Y-You're what?" I stuttered, shaking my head.

"Morgue, I--"

"N-No, you can't be anorexic. I w-won't let you." I stuttered, letting go of her and pacing back and forth.

She gulped and tried to calm me down, "P-Please, Morgue, I try to eat, but I-I just can't. It's so hard..."

I stopped pacing and got close to her, making her lip quiver. She bit her lip, as I leaned down and stroked her cheek, "Darling, we need to get you some serious help."

She turned her head and looked away, "Morgue, I--"

"Mercy, you're fucking anorexic! Don't you know how dangerous this is? And I swallow fucking swords for a living!" I yelled pulling away from her.

She gasped and burried her face in her hands. I bit my lip and slowly walked back over to her and huddled her in my arms.

"I-I'm sorry, dear. I d-didn't mean it..." I whispered against her hair. She wrapped her arms around my waist and I heard her sad sobs into my chest.

How could she be anorexic? She's so beautiful, why would she want to do this? Did someone tell he that she was fat? She is not fat at all, how could she think this? What in the world would ever make her think that she is?

I lifted up her head with my finger and saw the miserable look in her eyes, "Dear, you have to explain to me why you're doing this." I said, as calmly as possible. I don't want to alarm her anymore than I already have.

She gulped and bit her lip, making me sigh. I struggled to keep calm, as I saw a tear roll down her cheek, even through the rain.

"M-Moruge...I-I've been anorexic ever since my last girlfriend b-broke up with me. She said that I-I was too fat for her, and that I-I should...die. Ever since then, I've had anxiety and I barely eat. I-I try, Morgue, I really do, but I j-just can't. I-I'm fat and I know it, and I just d-don't get how people could like someone as fat as me.."

I stood there, and tried to process her words. Why would someone ever say that 'she's too fat for them'? That is the worst thing I've ever heard. It's not about body image, it's about the heart.

I slowly curled her closer to my body and I bit my tongue, debating on what to say.

"Mercy.. you are absolutely not fat. Your last partner was, obviously, delusional... Dear, you can't just not eat, that doesn't help anything. It only makes you think that something is wrong with you when there's not.. You're perfect the way you are.."

She looked up and started, "B-But, Morgue, she said t--"

"Dear, I don't care about what she said, you have to listen to what I'm saying. I'm the one that's here right now, and I'm the one who cares, not her. Mercy, you are the most beautiful, sweet, amazing girl I have ever seen, and..."

She looked up at me and bit her lip, "And what?"

I wrapped my arms around her neck and gazed deep into her magical eyes, "And...I-I love you."

She gasped and studied my face, making me tilt my head.

"I...I-I love you, too..." She said quietly, snuggling her head into my chest.

I weakly smiled and pecked her head, making her hug me tighter.

We'll get through this.

I love her, and nothing is going to change that.