𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 -𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜

|𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

|𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Marcy was working on commissions at their desk, when they heard talking. "M-Marcy? Marcy.." it was Anne, muttering in her sleep.

Marcy's heart softened, as they got up from their chair and made their way towards Anne. They softly and slowly stroke Anne, trying not to wake her.

"I'm here Annie." Marcy mumbled softly, seems like that made Anne calm down. She had a small smile on her face as she slept, which made Marcy melt at the sight.

Marcy decided to stay there, so Anne wouldn't be alone. But Marcy slowly started to drift off to sleep.

But was awakened by sniffling.

Marcy trailed their eyes around to find Anne, sitting on the ground, curled into a ball.

Weeping. Marcy sprung up from the bed, and rushed over to Anne.

"Anne! Are you okay?" Marcy asks as they held Anne in their arms.

"I-I just.. d-don't know w-why?!" Anne sniffles.

"Why what, Annie?" Marcy asks softly.

"W-Why she.. w-would, d-do it!" Anne cries.

"Who, Anne?" Marcy Asks, "C-Cathy.." Anne replies.

Marcy frowned to hear Cathy's name, "what did she do?" Marcy asks.

"S-She.."

"She b-broke up.. w-with me.." Anne mumbles.

Marcy was shocked, who would wanna break up with a sweet, pretty-no, gorgeous girl like Anne? This made Marcy's blood boil.

"What?! Why?!" Marcy asks, their voice raising a bit, as Anne flinches slightly.

"I didn't mean to yell Annie, I'm sorry." Marcy says softly stroking Anne's hair to calm her down.

"W-We... got into a-an argument.. about me hanging out with other people than her.." Anne started to explain.

"Bm." Marcy hums listening, intently.

"B-But, I yelled at her and-.." Anne stops.

"And what, Annie?" Marcy asks getting more worried.

"S-She.."

"H-Hit me.."

Marcy's eyes widened, as Anne revealed a sleeve full of bruises.

"Annie, why didn't you say anything?" Marcy asks.

"S-She said, if I did.. it ment that I didn't love her anymore.." Anne sniffles as more tears started to pour.

"Oh Anne.." Marcy mumbles softly, and starts to stroke Anne's hair.

"I-It's all my f-fault.." Anne mumbles.

"Hey, don't say nun if that!" Marcy scolds, Anne looks up at them. Their brown gleaming eyes shining deeply.

"I didn't mean to yell." Marcy says apologetically. Wiping Anne tears.