Marjoreece Oneshots

Nightmares

(Reece's pov)

I woke up in a cold sweat and huffing and panting, someone sat upright next to me with a look of concern on their face. "Reece?" they ask, their voice thick with concern and worry. "Where am I?" I ask in response, it's all blurry. All the memories now start flooding back, i'm in bed. I've just had the worst dream, a nightmare. But I want to go back, I want to be back in it, it felt so real, I want to feel it again. But then I don't, because she left at the end, like she always does, it always happens, yet I just let it suck me in.

"Reece baby? Are you ok? It's me Marjorie. What do you need?" Marjorie's voice snaps me out of it all, that's who was next to me. I'm at my house, in bed with her, it's the middle of the night. "Marjorie?" I ask, wanting to confirm it's her, it's all so overwhelming. "Yes baby, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, what do you want me to do?" she responds, gently holding one of my hands and giving it a squeeze. It was all a dream, it hurts.

"Hold me please." I say, my voice breaking, tears starting to fall and I collapse into her, her arms wrapping around my body, holding me. "I've got you baby, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, it's okay." she whispers, trying to soothe me, I just hold her tighter.

Eventually, my sobs calm down and turn into sniffs, and I let my grip on her lessen, still holding on but not as tight. "You okay my love? Well I know you're not but you feeling any better?" she asks, looking down at me. I can't fathom the words so I just nod. She smiles at me and leans down to kiss me, just a quick one but it meant a lot.

"Do you want to talk or go back to sleep?" she asks, and I visibly tense up at the thought of sleeping again, which she picked up on. "Okay my love we don't have to go back to sleep, what do you want to do?" she asks, giving me time to respond. I think about it, and I think I need to shower first then go from there. "I need to shower." I blurt out then get up and walk into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

(Marjorie's pov)

He never locks the bathroom, he never really shuts it, because we are so close. I don't know what happened but it's really affected him. I wait for him to come back out, when he yells. "Marjorie, can you grab me a towel please?!" he must of forgotten it. "Of course darling.", I say back, getting up to grab one, then knocking on the door, "I've got it here my love." I say through the door, hearing him walk over and unlock it, taking it from my hands and shutting the door again. "Thanks." he says.

I resume my spot on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for him to come out. He unlocks it and walks out with a towel wrapped round his waist, walking over to the wardrobe and getting a clean pair of pajamas out, and changing into them. He walks back over to the back, sitting down next to me and kissing the side of my head. "Sorry about that gorgeous, I just needed a shower to clear my mind and stuff." he says, kissing the side of my head again. I wrap my arms around him and kiss the side of his cheek. "You don't have to be sorry, I understand, you ready to talk yet?" I ask and he nods. He moves up to the top of the bead, leaning against the headboard and opening his arms for me to go into, which I do. Now we are comfy, and cuddled close he starts talking.

"This isn't the first time this has happened. I had these nightmares all the time as a teen, and quite a few as an adult. They are mainly about my mum, the memories of her and the memory of her leaving. That is the one that always makes me wake up in a cold sweat and all disoriented, when I remember the day she left, the dreams all feel so real." he says and I feel tears welling up, I knew the feeling all too well, it's the same with my dad, but I do everything to stop them from falling, this is about him. "And tonight was one of those nightmares, I'm really sorry you had to witness that gorgeous, it must have been so scary for you to see." he continues, kissing the top of my head and giving me a squeeze.