Marjoreece Oneshots

I'm free

(Marjorie's pov)

I am cuddled up into Reece, watching his favourite movie, Mean Girls. My eyes flutter, and I can feel myself falling asleep, when my phone goes off.
I groan, rolling over and grabbing it, seeing it's a random number, yet still answering.
"Hiya is that Marjorie Knight?" a voice asks.
"Yes speaking." I say, as Reece turns to look at me, a confused look across his face.
"I'm so sorry to have to make this call, but I regret to inform you, your mother has just passed away." the voice speaks, and everything goes blurry. A ringing comes in my ears, and tears fall down my face.
"Y-You what?" I stutter out, and I climb out of bed, ignoring Reece's constant questioning, and I leave the room, going downstairs.
"I'm so sorry. I hope you can find some peace." the voice says, hanging up the phone.

I drop my phone, collapsing to the living room floor. Reece comes running, as a sob rips from my throat.
He instantly pulls me into him, allowing my violent sobs to pass.
He whispers sweet nothings to me, in an obvious attempt to calm me, which is working.
After a while, I look up at him.
"Hey my gorgeous baby." he whispers, leaning down and kissing my nose.
"Hey handsome." I whisper back.
"What's happened?" he asks, us still sitting in a pile on the floor.
"M-my mum." I get out and watch red come over him.
"What has she done?" he spits out angrily.
"D-died." is all I can get out, before reaching out for his hoodie again, pulling myself into it.
"Fuck baby. I'm so sorry, I didn't realise. Oh my love, I'm so sorry." he says, rubbing up and down my back.

I stand up, he swiftly follows, his hands going to my waist.
"You okay? It can't be easy." he says, kissing my nose once again.
"I mean yeah. I shouldn't be this distraught. She was awful to me, my entire childhood. Even after that, threatening you and me. Constantly belittling me, commenting on my body, always in constant competition with me. I shouldn't be hurt, it should be a relief. And it is in a way, but it's also a huge loss, because even after all that, she is still my mum." I explain, pulling him into a hug.

"It's okay baby. She was still your mum, and losing a parent is hard."
"I know, I mean my dad was a huge loss. But this also feels like that, and that's I guess what makes me sad, because they were two completely different people, and they treated me differently. But the loss feels the same, and I feel guilty about that." I say, pulling away from the hug.
"Oh baby. It's okay, I'm here for you." he says, and I can feel my eyes welling up again. "What do you need Marj?"

(Reece's pov)

"A hug, and?" she says, pulling me into a hug but stopping her question.
I hold her tight, swaying her gently side to side.
"And? Whatever you need baby." I reassure her, and she leans back.
"Call Aut?" she questions, lowering her head.
"Of course." I say, lifting her chin, connecting us into a kiss.

I carry her to the sofa, sitting her down, before sitting next to her. She moves into my lap, cuddling into me.
"When I call her, do you want me to explain what's happened, or do you want to do it when she is here?" I question.
"Me, here." she whispers, her breathing slowing slightly, as she falls asleep.
"Okay baby."

"Autumn?" I question down the phone.
"Big brother?" she questions back, genuine concern filling her voice.
"Can you get here?" I whisper, trying to not wake Marjorie.
"Why? And why are you whispering?" She questions, as I hear keys in the background, and she is talking to Winter.
"Reece." Winter says to me, clearly taking the phone from his wife.
"Winter. I need Autumn to get here, Marjorie needs her." I whisper, before she starts yelling in the background, before snatching the phone back.
"What!?!? Why didn't you say??!? Where is she?!? Is she okay?!? Fuck, Reece!!!" she yells, and I remove the phone, just so it isn't so loud in my ear.
"She is asleep in my lap, waiting for you. She asked for me to call you. Winter drive her down here, I don't want her accidentally killing someone on the way." I whisper, and feel Marjorie stir slightly, so I remain as still as can be.
"Autumn." she murmurs in her dream, normally it would make me mad, that she was calling out for her, instead of me. But I know she knows I'm here, and that she needs Autumn for comfort. I also know just how much she loves me, and that right now, she just needs her best friend to comfort her.
"Is that her?? Marjorie?" her voice is instantly calmer over the phone.
Marjorie sits up abruptly, looking around, then down to me.
"Hi my love." I say, and she leans back into me.
"Is Autumn on her way yet? I need my best friend." she mumbles.
"I'm coming Marjorie. Hang tight. Winter, drive faster!" she says, yelling at Winter.
Marjorie grabs the phone from my hand.
"Autumn?" she says down the phone.
"Hey. I'm coming. Hang tight for me. I'm almost there." She comforts Marjorie, before having to hang up.
She is gripping onto my hoodie, leaning against my chest, seeking more comfort.
I wrap my arms around her, giving her a tight squeeze, watching as she relaxes a bit more, leaning up, placing a kiss to my jawline.

We are interrupted by desperate banging on the door, before keys turn and it burst open.
"Marjorie??!?" Autumn calls out, running into the living room.
Marjorie jumps up, running to her, flinging her arms around her. Autumn reciprocates, walking them to the sofa. I stand up, letting them sit down, Autumn's arms still wrapped around Marjorie, providing protection, and comfort, as Marjorie sobs into her shoulder.

I move over to where Winter is standing.
"Winter." I say, greeting him like normal.
"Reece. What happened?" he questions, not taking his eyes off them.
"Marjorie got a call, it really upset her, she asked for Autumn." I explain to him, and he nodded. "Anyways I think I'm going to go get her some snacks, you want to come with?"
"I think I'll stay here, just in case." he replies, walking into the kitchen.

I walk back over to the girls, placing my hand on Marjorie's shoulder, and she lifts her face to look at me.
"Hey baby. I'm just popping out, I'll be back soon." I tell her and she lets go of Autumn, standing up. She wraps her arms around my neck, capturing my lips in hers.
"Okay baby. I love you." she says, breaking the kiss.
"I love you too." I say, kissing her nose, and she goes back down to Autumn, who was watching with love.

(Marjorie's pov)

"So, what's up then?" Autumn asks.
"Well I was cuddling with Reece watching a movie." she fake gags, causing me to laugh. "Hey, don't do that, I did just watch you watch us lovingly. Anyways, basically I got a call on my phone, and it was about my mum." I can see her body language shift, and it looks as though she was going to kill someone. "It's okay, she is never going to bother me again, turns out she died." She relaxes, and places a hand on my leg.
"Are you okay?" she asks.
"Yeah. Well, I mean no. I mean, she was awful to me, constantly, and to every relationship I've ever had. But then on the other hand, she is still my mum, and it still hurts. I don't know." I say, starting to cry again.
"Come here." she says, opening her arms, and I go into them, crying harder.

A few moments later, my crying has softened, and Winter walks in, placing a hand on Autumn's shoulder.
"My love."
"Yes my sweet?" Autumn replies, turning around to face him.
"I have to go now, I'm on the early tomorrow. You can either come with, or get Reece to drop you back." he explains.
"I'll come, I'm on the early as well." she responds.
"No you're not." I chime in, and she turns back to look at me.
"Well you aren't going in. You're staying home, with my brother to grieve." she explains, getting up. "Speaking of, remind me to phone him in the car." she says to Winter, before leaning down to me, pulling me into one last hug.
"Look after yourself Marjorie, you are precious, we need you." she whispers into my ear, before leaving the house.

For the first time this evening, I am alone. Alone with my thoughts. I can't believe it, I am free. Free from my mother, free from her comments, free from her constant competition, free from her judgement.
I burst out laughing. I cover my mouth, taken aback, surely I shouldn't be laughing. I'm free, I can do whatever I want. I burst out into fits of laughter now, as tears start rolling down my face, that's how hard I'm laughing.

(Reece's pov)

I open the door. I hear my beautiful girl laughing, my favourite sound.
I close the door behind me, taking the snacks to the kitchen. I walk into the living room, finding Marjorie laughing to herself on the sofa, tears rolling down her face.
I sit next to her, placing a hand on her leg.
"Hi my gorgeous baby." I say, placing a kiss on her nose.
"Hi handsome." she says, her laughter dying down and she places a kiss on my cheek.

"You okay?" I ask, and she crawls into my lap.
"I'm free." she whispers, kissing my jawline.
"I'm sorry?"
"I'm free. I'm finally free." she repeats, kissing my jawline again.
"What? Oh your mother?" I question, finally catching up.
"Yeah. I'm free." she repeats, kissing down my jawline to my neck.
"Yes you are baby. I love you so." I say, kissing the top of her head.
"Mhm. I am, we are." she whispers, kissing all over my face and neck. "Upstairs?" she questions.
"If you want. Only if you want, I don't want this to be your way of disguising your emotions." I say, leaning back from her touch.
"It's not, promise." She replies.
"Okay then. Upstairs we go." I reply, as her lips attach to my neck once more, as I carry her upstairs.

A/N: idk where this thought came from. I had it a few days ago, and it's been a hard one to write, but it's been a nice one to write at the same time. I hope it's okay, and all makes sense, wasn't too sure on how to end it, just knew I didn't want Marjorie to be sad for too long.