“Get up....move...!”
MARCY'S POV:
It's now December 28th and I can't keep doing this. I've barely been to Fezco's and a number keeps calling me. Which wouldn't be a problem if it wasn't my dad's phone number. The one time I picked up, the phone was hung up instantly.
We gotta do this, get up, and get dressed.
I sigh as I sit up out if bed and plant my feet on the ground. I go over to my dresser and grab out a simple cream colored Nike crew zip-up. I put that on and then put on black leggings and slide Nike socks over the cuffs.
I guess we're going basic today.
I put on my Adidas sambas and then go to the bathroom. I don't do much for makeup, just lip gloss, concealer and mascara.
Now my hair..... messy bun? Yeah.
I put my hair up in a bun with dark scrunchy.
Shit, my edges are frizzy....
Gel....?
Yuh.
Did I mention I've been taking hits off my pen while getting ready?
I lay my edges and do one final check in the mirror and head for the door.
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I stand right outside of Rue's house, my phone in my hands. The sun's setting and there's a beautiful sunset.
Me:
Rue?
I'm outside your house.
I'm scared of your mom.
Rue Rue🫶🏼💕:
Just knock?😐
Me:
IM SCARED OF YOUR MOM
Rue Rue🫶🏼💕:
Why??
Me:
She sounded mean and scary that one time she was yelling at you while we were on face time.
Rue Rue🫶🏼💕:
Ugh fineeee
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I huff, turning my phone off and stuffing it into my pocket.
I stare stare at the door and smile as it opens.
Rues opens the door wearing slacks and a baggy t-shirt.
I jog up to the door and walk in.
"I've missed you." She says as she hugs me. I hug back
I pull away and see a girl standing there. She has medium length brown hair and she looked about to be around me and Rue's age.
"Oh... hi." I say. She shyly smiles at me. She's pretty...
"Marcy, this is Lexi, my friend. Lexi, this is Marcy, Ashtray's girlfriend." Rue says.
"I'm not his girlfriend."
"Who's Ashtray?"
"But um, in all seriousness... What are you doing here?" She asks. I fiddle with my fingers.
"I just... wanted to see what you were up to." I say akwardly. And to think I'm usually a confident person.
Rue glances over into the dining room, where I can see her mom looking at us.
"Let's.. go to my room." She says, leading me down the hall.
She opened the door to her messy bedroom. But by now, I think you all know me. I don't really... give a damn, respectfully. I plop down of her bed with a sigh.
Lexie sits down beside her bed and Reu stands infront of us both.
"Fer real though, like, are you.. like, okay?" Rue asked empatheticly, fidgeting with her sleeve. "Like, with your dad still missing and all..?"
"I, um..." I hesitate, a lump forming in my throat.
"I-it's not like I miss him, but I can only stand an empty house for so long." I say, my voice starting to break up.
RUE'S NARRATION/POV:
I hadn't known at the time that Marcy had a thing about empty, quiet spaces. They felt suffocating to her.
She never felt safe in an empty house, all alone.
Because she didn't have to keep her guard up against someone now.
Like she would if an other person in the house because she could never trust people.
Everyone who knew her dad knew he had a daughter that would go for high ransom.
Marcy would later realize just how high that ransom might be.
Me and Lexi shared a panicked look.
'Her dad's missing?' Lexie mouths.
'I'll tell you later.' I mouth back.
MARCY'S POV:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, don't cry." She says, sounding a little panicked. She grabs my hands and smiles, holding them tightly in hers.
I give a straight smile while staring at the wall.
"Hey, you know what I think?" Rue starts. "There's a new years eve party one new years eve, we should go. Get you out of the house."
I rolled my eyes. "Nooo—"
"—Awwww c'mon... Lexi will be there, right, Lexi?" She asked, looking over to Lexi.
"Yeah!" Lexi said sweetly. Rue looked back at me.
"Seriously, Marcy, Fezco and Ash are worried about you. I'm worried about you. You're home all the time and never answer your phone." She still keeps going.
"Uh– Rue!... fine." I say. Rue flexes in victory, causing me and Lexie to laugh.
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NIGHTMARE FED DREAMER || Ashtray O'Neil
RomansEven in all lost hope, she was a dreamer nonetheless. But from the moment she was born, she was fed only nightmares... Then there's Ash, the boy in her dreams. 14 year old Marcy was born into a terrible life: surrounded by drugs, guns, dirty money...
