Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 22

~Twenty Two~

My entire body froze when I saw her head poke in. When she saw me her face lit up, but her eyes didn't twinkle like I remember them to do. I haven't talked to her alone for what felt like ever, but it was actually only a day ago.. I think?

"Marcel, you alright?" My mum's voice rang in my ears. I blinked repeatedly until I was sure I could speak.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine." I averted my eyes from the girl who stole my heart, but I just didn't realize it until the awful news came to me.

"Do you need anything?" The room seemed to grow smaller as everyone gathered around me. I wouldn't say I was claustrophobic, but at this moment the air seemed thicker, and the walls began to creep closer and closer.

"N-No." I could only pronounce one worded syllables at the moment, but what ever was not said was racing through my head. I had so many things to say, but none would come out, which was good because people were here.

"Do you remember anything?" Harry spoke up.

"Not much. Where am I"

"You, well, you're in a psychiatric facility love..." Mum had answered in a hushed voice. I could tell she was holding back tears, she wanted to cry, but for what presume is my benefit, she was being strong. "Why?" She croaked out. "Why Marcel?" A tear escaped her eye.

"Why, what?"

"Will you please give me a moment with my son."

"Mum-"

"Now, please Gemma, get them out." She wiped her tears away.

Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and lastly Amie left the room while Gemma tried to calm my mum. Once Gemma left the room, my mum lost it and ran into my arms.

"Oh Marcel. I'm so sorry sweetie. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me? Why?!" She cried into my chest.

"What are you talking about?" I pulled away to get a better view of her face.

"T-The s-scars. Why didn't you tell me about the scars?" She ushered to my bandaged wrist. I tried to cover them up, but failed. She had seen, and there was no going back now. She needed to know the truth. She was my mother, and she deserved to know why.

Tell her!

"I thought you knew?" I merely whispered.

"W-what? I-I should have known, yes, but-"

"I thought you heard Harry and my conversation the other day? You said that you heard?" I never tried to make I contact.

"I heard him say you were getting bullied, but this, this no." Her lower lip quivered as her eyes peered into mine. "I thought I was there for you. I thought that I was being a good mother. I thought that I was giving you the best advice I could. I'm so stupid. I cant believe this happened, or.. happening? Marcel, are you-are you still, hurting?" She tried to catch her breath.

"No they're old. I haven't done since Joanna came into the picture."

"Do you really like her?"

Did I? I mean I liked that she was helping me, but did I genuinely like her? She told me that it was just for show, her and I. Nothing but a bet that would make her top rank with her group of friends. I have considered her actually liking me, and well, the chances are slim to none. Plus, I had Amie.. Well sort of? I don't exactly know where she fits. I mean, I love her as a sister, but lately everything's been so confusing.. 

"Marcel? Do you?"

"Y-yeah I do. She's all I need." Little did I know I was talking about Amie

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