Marjoreece Oneshots

Step dad

(Reece's pov)

"Marjorie, this is like the 6th time. You're gonna be late," I walk back into the bedroom to wake her up once more, getting bored of it now.
And again, I get no response as she further sinks herself into the bed, curling up and pulling the covers further up her head.
"Marjorie. You need to get up," I tell her, walking over, climbing onto the other side of the bed. I gently shake her a few times, but still nothing. "Marjorie I'm losing my patience. You will only have a go when you're late, like always, so please just get up."

"Leave me alone," I hear her whisper, well barely a whisper.
"Marjorie," I say, shaking her again, leaning over her a bit more.
She doesn't respond verbally this time, instead I get a smack to the face, causing me to lean back off her.
"Marjorie! You fucking hit me! What is your problem?!?" I yell at her. I'm not necessarily super angry, well I am a little bit, it's more the shock of it and the initial pain.
"I told you to leave me alone! I warned you! You didn't listen!" she yells back, yet not moving at all.
"Well for the last half an hour, all I've done is try to get you up, but you ignore me every time! So I can't tell if you're asleep or not! So forgive me for actually trying to help!" I yell, anger now taking over more than anything.
"Okay! Fine, leave then! You don't have to get me up, I'm a grown woman! If you don't want to, then leave! But I'm not going anywhere, I can't!" she yells back, and I can hear her voice breaking at the end, but I have too much anger and I don't think I can be comforting right now.
"Fine. I'm leaving, goodbye," I tell her, getting up and walking out the bedroom, shutting the door behind me.

I lean my back against the door, taking a deep breath in and out, trying to calm myself.
I can hear her crying behind me, and some of me wants to turn around and rush through the door, hold her and let her get it out. But some of me wants to leave her in there alone, out of pettiness, she told me to leave so I did.
The internal battle of whether to help or not tears me apart, but before I can think, my legs are already walking me down the stairs. I guess the choice wasn't as hard as I thought.

I debate whether to go into work or not, on one hand I'm not sick, and I can't slack off work. But on the other hand, my wife is upstairs sobbing, refusing to leave bed. I can't really leave her alone, it's not the right thing to do.
I call Aut, she'll know how to help.

"Reece?"
"Aut I need your help. I don't know what to do," I tell her, and hear her sigh down the phone.
"What is it now?" she asks, and I can picture her rolling her eyes as she always does.
"Well, I was trying to get Marjorie up this morning, but she wasn't listening. I must've gone in 6 times, and I was getting angry. Anyways, I went over her and she smacked me, it all went down so fast. Then I yelled at her, she yelled at me, things got heated and I left her alone in the bedroom. I can hear her crying hard, and I just don't know what to do now," I rapidly explain to Autumn, pacing up and down the corridor.
"Okay take a breath," she says, and waits to hear me take a breath before continuing, "Something is not right with Marjorie by the sound of it, she isn't usually like that at all, but you know that already. How calm do you feel now?"
"I'm not as angry anymore, that's calmed down. I'm more worried but I have no clue what to do," I tell her, knowing she should have more of an idea of what to do and how to help.
"Okay that's good. Right now, you need to go up there and talk to her. No anger, calm talking to each other. If it starts to get heated in any way, take yourself away, cool off then try again. You both need love and support, not yelling and fighting. You got it?" she explains.
"Yeah, thank you Aut."
"It's fine. I'll make sure I have you both off work for today and tomorrow, I'll put down your both not feeling well and you need to have the next 48 hours off work or something, I'll make it up. Text or call me if you need any other help, I hope Marj is okay," she says.
"Thanks Aut, that will be a massive help. Love you, bye," I hang up the phone, placing it on the table in the hallway before running my hands through my hair and taking a deep breath.