A/N: Sorry for taking so long to release these chapters, I've been working on a new story called 'Who took the lives from the staff' which is a murder mystery based on TNN (If you couldn't guess). I'm also gonna start a new TNN one-shots, where it's gonna be ships requested and not. I also have been going to school, so I've been tired.
TW: Mentions of SA and rape
Marjorie was sitting in her office, thinking about Reece. They had been dating for a few weeks, and though Reece neither her had made any advances, Marjorie was worried she was letting Reece down by not doing much. Marjorie wanted to do the best for Reece, and he noticed this.
Reece noticed that she would try and pay for things, make sure her house was too clean, and everything above. Today was one of those days, Reece had asked to stay over so they could just have some them time, and when Marjorie responded, she got all her work done fast. Autumn kept glancing over. "Marjorie, he won't care if your house is a little mes-." She was cut off by Marjorie. "Autumn, this is the first decent relationship I've had; I'm not giving it up!" She continued flying through her work. Autumn rolled her eyes and continued working at her pace.
As soon as Marjorie's shift finished, she raced out to her car and sped off to her house, cleaning up immediately, and only got changed until after she had cleaned. Reece arrived shortly after and knocked. Marjorie quickly answered the door and moved to the side. Reece walked inside and looked around. Marjorie continued to clean, making sure everything was perfect. Reece knew how much effort Marjorie put into being perfect, she didn't want to lose him. Reece knew a bit about Marjorie's past. Her mother, her ex's. He remembered picking up her phone once and knowing everything. He didn't want to push Marjorie, but by the looks of how the house was set out this time, Marjorie had definitely thought that he was waiting for some type of pleasure, he didn't want to push, which meant one thing.
She wanted to push herself.
*The first week of dating*
Marjorie's phone was ringing, and she was busy in the shower, and it was another dude's name. Despite Reece claiming he wasn't a jealous boyfriend; he jumped at the chance to pick it up. "Marjorie Van Gould. Moving on already huh? Slutting yourself around like that? Do I really need to remind you who you belong to?" A deep voice started talking. Reece didn't know how to answer, he couldn't just speak, the man on the other end would know it was Reece. "Hello? Does my voice really cause panic attacks? If you're going on about that time in the bar, I was drunk and you were moaning, it wasn't rape if you were moaning Marjorie." Reece's hand was squeezing the phone. This man... no... this boy had raped Marjorie? No man would ever do such a thing, he sounded older than Reece, definitely by a few years, so Reece took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice. "If you try to call my girlfriend again, I'll kill you." There was no answer from the other end of the line, and he simply hung up. "Reece...?" Reece turned around, looking at Marjorie, who was teary eyed. "Why did you answer him...?" Marjorie was still stood there, simply in a pink towel. Reece had put it on speaker phone so that he could continue grabbing clothes for Marjorie. "Who was it... what was the name?" Marjorie looked like a little child. Like before her father died, she was only 11 when that happened. Reece could imagine her looking like her 11-year-old self. "His name was... John?" Reece threw Marjorie's phone on the bed and walked over to her. "Who's John?" Marjorie looked up to Reece. "My stepdad." Marjorie let a few tears slip. "But... the bar bathroom?" Reece's eyes went wide. "You weren't meant to find out... I'm sorry!" Marjorie grabbed the clothes Reece had gotten for her and went to the bathroom to get changed.
