Ten Parts (Marco Bodt X Reader)

Part 6

        The night passed by quickly. I had gotten up quite some time after I had come to the field. I groggily stood up, my cheeks slightly puffy and my eyes itchy. I bit down on my lower lip, ignoring the pain as I attempted to think of something more comforting. There was nothing to feel safe with. Nothing. Each time I thought of Marco smiling all I could see was the frown that quickly took place in it. I kept hearing Marco's scream on replay constantly go off in my head, louder and louder and louder.

I trembled in the dead of night, walking towards the cabins. I had been left outside, no one had come looking for me. It was fine though, I didn't care enough. Let them choose to do what they want, I could handle it. What I couldn't handle were the thoughts that muddled up my brain like a paste and continued to pretend that there was a hope still out there even though I knew that there was nothing to believe in anymore.

Passing multiple cabins on my way to my own I ignored them, letting them haze in the corner of my eyes. Why should I care about other buildings, it wasn't like anything would attack me from behind one.

I couldn't be bothered to get ready for the night so I didn't stop at the bathhouses. I just wanted to get some sleep, though I doubted that I would even get that much. My heart ached from all of the thinking I had done just earlier. I wanted to cry out, to run to the others and yell at them that they were wrong, that there was another way to be around human beings without lying to them and without telling them the truth, but I knew this was wishful thinking, but I wanted to do something, but I couldn't bring up the courage to actually do it.

The other part of me wanted to run to Marco and hide with him and hide from him at the same time. The best way to get around doing those things is to just not do it. I walked past Marco's cabin, walking quickly in a straight line towards the cabin that I had been residing in for the last three years. It was dim outside, barely any sunlight since it was a new moon, and all the lights had since flickered out.

My steps were heavy and slow as I made my way towards the cabin. I was startled when I saw a shadow move on the porch of the cabin. I cautiously hid in the shadows, watching for whatever was there. I squinted so that I could try to see closer, and there it was, but this time it was not a shadow, but the thing that was casting it.

A tall male walked to the stairs and sat down on the porch. He placed his face in his palms as he looked down to the ground. I couldn't make out what he looked like but if I had to wager a guess it was Bertolt, possibly here to apologize, but the boy looked a bit shorter than Bertolt... All I could really tell of the boy was that he had dark hair, pale skin, and that he was still in his uniform from the day. Is he... Spying on the girls inside?

I scowled at the male and started to make my way towards him. He was going to have a piece of me if he was watching the girls sleep. I let myself be heard, light footfalls that claimed to be of a small girl.

I almost instantly regretted my decision as the person looked up, their hands falling from their face, showing off their light blue eyes. "(Y-Y/n), is that you?" It was Marco. Of course, it was Marco. Karma was coming to me hard. I froze in my spot. I tried thinking of some way to escape or even defuse this situation. I thought about calling out to him in Jean's voice, sending him into a false sense of insecurity and lies. I could tell him that they were going to lock the cabin doors if he didn't come soon. But I wasn't allowed to talk to him. No, I wouldn't prove that I was friends with him...

Because now I had only been friends with him. I couldn't be friends with him anymore. They would find out. They would tear us farther apart. I could talk to him in a couple of days from now. I could smile with him on graduation night. I could see him happy.