'Ok,' Marcus said as he picked up his keys of the table 'I'm off to the dentist'. You flinch at the word, but casually keep your eyes glued to your magazine, refusing to show any signs of fear. 'Have fun' you reply, the tone of your voice quavers. 'Hey babe, come to think of it, I don't think you've been to the dentist during our entire relationship' Marcus walks over to the couch where you are curled up. You feel your cheeks flush. 'I've been, you've just been travelling or at a meeting or something' you say without lifting your eyes from the magazine. 'Babe', Marcus said 'look at me' he pulled the magazine out of your grip. He slowly takes your chin and gently points your face towards his own. 'When was the last time you went the the dentist?' He said softly, looking deeply into your eyes. Your lower lip quivers. 'Not since I left home,' you say truthfully 'I'm terrified'. You fight back tears. He slowly places a kiss on your lips. 'It's ok' he said. You sigh of relief. 'Ok good because I was scared that if I told you you were going to make me go and-' Marcus cuts you off. 'Sweetheart I never said I wouldn't make you go'. Your heart drops and you feel tears prick. 'My appointment can wait,' he said 'you can have it, let's go beautiful'. Your body tenses with fear and you grip onto the couch. 'Marky..' You whisper. He looks at you apologetically and picks you up, gently carrying you to the car.
After a panic attack and what felt like the longest ten minutes of your life, you arrive at the dentists office. 'Wait in the car babe, 'I'll get my appointment changed to yours and I'll come and get you' Marcus leaves the care. Perfect, you think, now I can run. But then you hear the doors lock. As usual, Marcus was one step ahead of you. A few minutes later Marcus returns to the car and let's you out. Apparently he had informed the staff of your fear, because they all creepily smiled at you as Marcus lead you through to the office. A tall man with pointy ears and brown hair was waiting for you in the room. 'How's it going Marcus?' He says in an interesting accent. 'Great thanks, this is my girlfriend, she hasn't seen a dentist in a while because she gets a bit nervous' Marcus was so so great around people. A bit nervous was and understatement though. 'No problem' the dentist said, 'I'm Dr Jones by the way' he held out his hand for you to shake. You felt Marcus's hands on both your shoulders and your body relaxes. 'Hi' you manage to squeak out. The dentist leaves the room to give you and Marcus sometime to get settled. Marcus helps you into the chair, and pulls up a chair of his own right next to you and squeezes your hand. 'It's going to be ok' he whispers 'I promise'. You sit up and pull him in for a long kiss. Marcus smiles at you and strokes your hair. Then he gets up and gets the dentist.
To be continued...
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Facing your fears- A Marcus Butler Fanfic
FanfictionAfter you boyfriend Marcus Butler, finds out about one of your biggest fears, the dentist, he is determined for you to face your fears!