- A Jarley Fanfiction -
Fanfic is based on Season Five, after Jake cheats on Marley and he insists on getting back together.
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Marley fumbles for her pen inside her bag, and just after she sees it on the floor beneath her and turns around to close it, someone brushes her back slightly.
"Here."
Marley stares at the hands who carefully hand her the pen. She recognises them. They're strong, and she can't help biting her lower lip once she sees who's facing her.
"Oh. Thanks." She tries not to, but a shy smile appears on her face and her eyes widen.
"Listen, I know I hurt you and- "
"Enough. We've talked about this." Her expression changes and the smile disappears in seconds. "Besides, we're okay now." She's looking down at her empty sheet.
"We are?" Jake sits down on the chair next to her. He grabs hold of her hand and brings it towards him.
"Jake!" Marley pulls away.
"Jake what?!"
Marley closes her eyes. A sigh escapes her mouth and she immediately stands up, grabs her bag and stumbles nervously out of her chair and desk.
"I'm sorry I have to go." She says this without thinking, leaving Jake behind, who covers his hair and entire face with his hands. He then looks at the door and takes a quick last glance at Marley.
"Shit." He whispers.
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She's sitting on her bed. Crossed legged, staring at the empty wall in front of her.
There's usually a Coldplay disc playing as background music, but today, there's not.
She checks her phone once again, hoping she's received any texts or emails in the past 38 seconds.
Oh. She has. One new text.
And obviously, she hopes for it to be from the one and only Jake Puckerman.
She sighs and puts the phone where it was a few seconds ago. Grabs hold of her hair and then ties it up in a rough bun.
She picks it up again. It's just mum.
Honey, I'll be arriving late today. I'm in charge of the food now and I have to go fetch it from the wall mart and leave it at school. You can cook yourself dinner can you? See you later. Love you.
She clicks on reply and starts typing.
Sure mum, love you too.
Marley lies down on her bed looking at the ceiling.
What was it with you today? You had your chance, and you blew it away.
A shower. That's what she needs. A nice, hot shower. Once in the bathroom, she locks the door.
Oh wait, you're alone. She remembers. It's okay.
She unlocks the door, but leaves it closed. She likes her privacy, with or without anyone at home.
Marley starts getting undressed, and when she's done, she stands still and looks at her reflection in the mirror.
"I need to talk to him again." She whispers.
