A/N: I am so terribly sorry that I haven't been posting! All the good teenage shit has been getting to me, like school, mental health and stuff like that so again I'm so sorry! I Feel free to request a story idea, no matter how hard it might be, I'll try and work it out! Again, I am so sorry! I'll try and do many chapters over the next few days to make it up! Again, I love request, so feel free to suggest them!
TW: Mentions of child loss. If this triggers you, please do not read this chapter as this is heavily based around it.
The mood was tense, Mia and Marjorie working in the same office with Char popping in and out. Mia had noticed that ever since she nearly tricked Marjorie into thinking Reece was a twin, she noticed how tense Marjorie had become. Mia noticed that every time a 'boy mum' would enter, Autumn would always be on her toes, but now with Autumn gone, Marjorie just had to endure them, like today.
"Marjorie!" A mum walked in, rushing with her son in her hands, her daughter trailing behind. "My son has just informed me that he was hit today!" Marjorie looked at the woman's son. "He's 8 months..." Marjorie answered. "Doesn't matter! My little baby boy was hurt today!" The mother kept screaming. "You're... a boy mum..." Marjorie said, tensing up. Mia looked over at Marjorie's tense body, and texted Reece, knowing he would have some kind of backstory to why she was always tense about this stuff.
Little sis 2.0:
Reecey, there's something going on with Marj. A boy mum has just entered and she's super tense.
Reecey:
Shit, a real boy mum?
Little sis 2.0:
A daughter and everything.
Reecey:
Right, I'll be over soon to explain everything.
So, Mia waited as she dealt with this boy mum. "How about you get out of this office because your son has been the result of many accidents in the baby room to begin with, and your daughter is very clearly hurt, given the huge nosebleed that's just started, but I'll keep that in your record so when Autumn comes back, she can deal with you." Mia finished as the mother looked at her daughter. "Stop being dramatic." She left the office, leaving her nose bleeding daughter there. Marjorie walked over and helped the girl as Reece entered. "Right, Marjorie, Mia texted me about the boy mum, you all good?" Reece asked, now too attending to the girl, as well as Mia helping. "Yea, thanks." Marjorie response felt cold, like she was trying to avoid the conversation.
While Marjorie was working on the girl, Mia pulled Reece out of the room. "Reece, I noticed that ever since I nearly tricked Marjorie into thinking you were a twin, she's been really off. What happened?" Mia sounded worried, like she had actually pushed too far. "Mia. Marjorie, was a twin." Reece revealed, Mia's face dropping. "Reecey, that's not funny, we all know she's an only child-." Mia was cut off by Reece. "Yea, well, her twin brother didn't even make in 24 hours. So, she is an only child, but her mother loves her brother more." Reece finished. "Wait- the kid's dead, how could she love her brother more?" Mia was confused; how can a mother love a dead child more than an alive one. "Same reason Marjorie's tending to the girl's blood nose rather than her mother." Reece watched as the cogs in Mia's brain twisted and turned. "Constance was a boy mum, Mia." Reece watched the realization hit Mia, all colour draining.
At the end of the day, Mia was watching Marjorie pack up, seemingly unbothered. "Marjorie?" Mia asked, tapping her foot. "No Mia, you cannot finish early to see Charlotte, and no, Charlotte cannot finish early to see you." Marjorie grabbed her bags and went to the door. "I'm sorry!" Mia shouted, loud enough for Marjorie to hear, but soft enough so no one else could. "What?" Marjorie turned around, clearly not expecting her enemy to apologies. "For what?" Marjorie placed her bags down. "I didn't know you had a twin brother. I didn't know why boy mums pissed you off as much as they do. That explains why Aut's dealt with so many. I didn't realise your mother was such a bitch." Mia looked at the ground. "Mia- you didn't know, I can't expect someone to just, know everything, even someone that can read everything about a person. I tell everyone I'm an only child, and so does my mum." Marjorie walked back over. "But your mum hates you?" Mia asked. "Oh- yea, no, she doesn't really tell anyone I'm her daughter, so." Marjorie giggled.
As Marjorie and Reece were sitting on the couch watching a movie, they heard a knock on their door. Marjorie got up, despite Reece's complains, and answered the door. While no one was there, there was however a bag. "Who's there?" Reece shouted. "No one, darling, literally, only a bag?" Marjorie felt Reece turn up beside her. "What?" Reece looked in the bag, as well as Marjorie. There were a bunch of little things, comfort things as such. "What was that all about?" Reece asked.
Marjorie watched as Mia's car pulled away, speeding off. "Nothing darling, nothing at all."
A/N: Hello, my lovely readers! I promise I'm trying my best to get these stories out, and I'll probably start a Mialotte one (finally, yes, I know) but I'm still deciding whether I make them one-shots or a proper story, but I will start focusing on a Mialotte one. I'll also start making one about Dorain and Emery, Winter and Autumn, and their little work family. Also, it's Mother's Day in Australia, so I might not be posting a lot today, but other than that, BYE!
