**TW: body image and very big trigger warning, this story will include some flashbacks to SA and SH. If you are trigger by any of these, please do not read. And yes, for anyone that was worried (but you probably forgotten this account existed) I'm going much better, and my mental health has improved a bunch. Thanks for all the support.
Marjorie's day had already had a bad start. Not even 30 minutes into work, and already so many parents were complaining. Autumn was listening, half doing her work, well, more doing her work, until her head shot up at a single comment. "Honestly, whoever came up with the rumour you were touched against consent was definitely lying, I mean, look at you, your husband must be in it for some money." Autumn began to see red, as her voice slowly raised at the parent, but Marjorie wasn't listening, no, she was long gone. Luckily, there was a managers meeting, so Reece drove over and was outside her office (yes I know they merged, but I just wanna live back in the day when it was 3 (2 good) nurseries, so leave me be🥲) and had heard the entire thing. He stormed in, and all eyes were on the figure in the door. "Reece?" Autumn asked, not expecting his arrival. "So I've married her for money... huh?" Reece immediately went off at the parent, and Marjorie was still out of it. Autum picked up the phone and dialled a number. After a few rings, a high pitched voice picked up. "Hey Autty~"
"Hello Delilah."
"So, what's with the sudden phone call? Aren't you in the office alone?" Delilah asked, continuing the paperwork. "Yes, are you able to cover for Reece for the remainder of the day?" Delilah's head piped up. "He's only gone for a managers meeting though?" Autum sighed. "Something came up, and Marjorie needs to go home, she also needs Reece, a parent mentioned a few things, and she needs some time off. If you need, I can send over Charlotte to help you." Autumn explained. "No, I've got it, thanks for the head ups, but Autty~" Delilah hung up the phone before Autumn got a chance to respond. Autumn hated being called Autty, but Delilah didn't care. She had nicknames for most people. And by most people, she meant 4, 3 if you exclude Mia, since the only person that calls her Amelia is Char. And, everyone calls Charlotte, Char. She calls Reece, Reecey, and now, Autumns nickname is Autty. Despite that, Autumn is grateful Delilah has allowed Reece to go home.
The whole drive home was quiet. Marjorie was curled up in a ball, while Reece was resting his hand on her thigh. "It's okay Marj, you're okay." Once they arrived home, Marjorie immediately bolted for the shower, and Reece understood why, but he was tired of letting Marjorie put on a brave face. Marjorie let the hot water burn her skin, as she was washing her body hard, leaving red spots everywhere. She heard the door open, and immediately went to cover up. Reece held his hand out, letting her know it was just him. He placed his hand under the water and turned it down, before stripping his clothes and stepping in with her. "She's right..." Marjorie muttered, as Reece held her tight. "No, she's not. Don't let her get to you."
"Reece, it didn't really count..."
A long time ago
"Nice costume Marjorie." Her friend said, as she arrived. "Thanks, what are you?" Marjorie asked, pulling up her dress. It was an oversized long sleeved dress, and long cut since it was too big on her. She had some dark makeup on and a crown, that was black and red. She was an evil/haunted queen. "Just a video game character." Her friend explained. "Jamie, you look like a traffic cone." Marjorie said, giggling. The host had walked away, and the other 12 year old had his back turned. Marjorie was the oldest in the group, that had arrived so far. She was 13, and would be meeting up with a few other 13 year olds, that hadn't arrived. Jamie noticed her dress fall down slightly and gasped. "Marjorie, are you flashing us?" Jamie giggled as they shoved their hand down her dress. Marjorie was stunned. Jamie had pushed their hand down her dress. "I haven't." Marjorie stepped away, and pulled her dress back up. While the others were clueless, Marjorie spent the whole night cautious of Jamie, making sure her dress was always up.
Present day
"Marjorie, it's still a traumatic event, it's still sexual assault." Reece tried to get it through her head. "It doesn't count, I'm being dramatic." Marjorie dried herself off and got into her pj's, before getting into bed, Reece doing the same. But before Marjorie got into bed, she turned sideways in the mirror. "Stop." She heard her husbands voice echo around the room. "What?" She turned, and he had his eyes closed. "I want a nap, cuddling with you. I don't wanna be alone napping while my girlfriend overthinks her weight, again, because I love you either way." Marjorie crawled into bed with him. "I love you." "I love you too." They exchanged words before drifting off to sleep,
Reece felt a leg kick him, and he woke up. "Ah, shit." He grabbed his leg and looked over to Marjorie. She was sweating, and tossing and turning. She was having a nightmare, and Reece could only guess what it was about. Reece shook Marjorie. "Gorgeous?" Marjorie shot up, her eyes wide as she turned to Reece, hitting him with a pillow, and falling off the bed. "Marjorie! It's Reece!" He quickly went to her side. "I'm sorry!" She sobbed into his chest. "It's okay gorgeous, it's fine, you're safe with me." He kissed her head. "Let's get some food and some drinks, and we can have a rest night?" Marjorie nodded to the idea, and the couple started watching movies while eating their favourite snacks. "Will she come back for me?"
"She won't be able to get close gorgeous, never again"
Marjorie most certainly had her knight in shining armour.
