"Psst. Ella."
"Hm? Wha' is it, Marce?" Ella mumbled, rolling over and rubbing her eyes. She squinted at Marcella, who had been shaking her awake. It was dark in their shared room, the only thing keeping it from pitch black being the night light plugged in under the desk.
"Can I lay with you?" Marcella whispered, frowning.
"Uh- sure, I guess," Ella moved over to allow Marcella to squeeze onto the twin bed with her. "Is somethin' wrong?"
"...I'm scared," Marcella said softly, hugging her sister's arm.
"Of what?" Ella asked.
"...leaving for college tomorrow," Marcella answered, glancing away.
"...yeah, me too," Ella agreed.
"We've never been apart before, El," Marcella said. "I don't wanna leave you."
"Yeah, I don' wanna leave ya neither," Ella sighed, rubbing Marcella's side. "It's gonna feel so weird, you not bein' right there."
"But we'll still see each other on holidays, right?" Marcella smiled a bit. "And we can call and talk."
"Of course!" Ella laughed. "We can call and talk every day, if you want."
"That sounds good," Marcella grinned.
"Good," Ella smiled. "Now come on, let's get some sleep. We gotta leave early tomorrow."
"Right," Marcella sighed. "...hey sis?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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Mullet Man Short Stories
أدب الهواةA collection of out of order one shots in the Mullet Man AU, usually focusing around Stan and Bella's family.
