It's Just Platonic, Isn't It..? : Marcanne Story

Chapter 3: Comfort Source

Marcy was at her locker, struggling to get the correct combination. She groaned in response, before hearing soft sniffles which grew louder as they neared her. She shifted her attention from her locker to the sniffles, and that's when she saw Anne with wet eyes and a slightly red face from crying.

"Anne!" Marcy yelled, running towards her friend. She cupped Anne's face in her hands, tilting her head up to look her in the eyes. "What happened..?"

Anne continued her sniffling as she stuttered out:

"S-s-Sasha.. sh-e c-onfessed! I-I didn't l-ike her b-back so I-i reje-rejected, r-right?"

Marcy nodded, concern all over her expression as she continued holding Anne's face. Anne finished what she was saying.

"Sh-she s-aid she d-doesn't w-anna- talk to m-me any-ny-more!!"

"Oh, Anne.." Marcy gently pulled Anne into her arms, embracing her.

Anne hugged Marcy back, clinging to her like a lifeline, with no end to it in sight. She began sobbing.

Marcy held her soothingly, putting her face in Anne's hair for her own comfort.

It.. felt so soft.. and smelt pretty nice, too..

Why was she only noticing this about her friend now..?

Anne continued sobbing, staining Marcy's sweater with her tears.

But Marcy couldn't care less.

She rubbed Anne's back, nuzzling into her hair.

She could've sworn she felt her heart skip a few beats.
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Authors note: slight fluff this time! 😋 Marcy might be realizing something dun dun dun (yes everything is happening quickly but this is my first fanfic it'll get better the more I make.. this chapter was way shorter mb cuz the first first draft was on a sticky note in school cuz I was bored 😞🤚 anyway yeah Marcy's realization is hitting her but at the same time it ain't... the next chapter is prob my fav so far! Get ready-

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