Harry, Edward And Marcel

Chapter Five - Already

The next day was long. I waited anxiously for it to be 7:00pm so I could finally start walking down to Marcel's office.

When I got there I waited for an hour. It was 8:20 by now, and I was wondering why he was taking so long. I dialed his number and waited for him to answer, nobody picked up, but I heard a phone ring nearby. I walked over to the side of the building and panicked when I saw Marcel laying on the ground with his arm around his stomach.

"Marcel! Are you okay?!"

I ran over to him, got on my knees and looked for any open wounds.

"Call Harry" He mumbled

"Okay!"

"Uh, ahw, grab my phone"

I took his phone and found Harry's number in the contact list.

"Harry, Marcel's hurt! We're by the building he works at!"

When Harry arrived we helped Marcel get into the car and went to his house.

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I sat next to Marcel on the bed. Poor Marcel, he had bruises everywhere...

"So, what happened?"

"I got off work early... there were people waiting for me... they beat me up and took my wallet."

"Baby that's horrible..."

"It's fine, I only had two pounds in it" He smiled

I looked at him and pushed his hair back then kissed him on the forehead

"Just get some rest. Hopefully it won't hurt so bad in the morning."

I walked out of the room and into the living room where Harry was standing.

"How is he?" Asked Harry

"He's still hurting, but he seems to be alright now."

"Poor guy..."

"I know, who would do something like that?"

"Some people like to pick on him, this happens almost every month."

"That's terrible."

"I know, Edward and I try our best to protect him..."

"Is that why he always has to be home at a certain time?"

"Yeah... I know it seems like we're babying him, but we just don't want him to get hurt." he looked at me...

"I would never hurt him."

"We know" He laughed

"I should probably get going"

"Um, no... you should... stay. Um Marcel, he would want you to stay."

"Oh... okay I'm going to go check up on him again."

"Yes... um... of course."

I went into the room and Marcel was still awake.

"Mary, please stay with me."

"I'm not leaving"

"Good, come here."

I crawled into bed with him and got under the covers. I looked at him.

"Who did this to you...?" I said calmly

"It doesn't matter."

"Of course it does, do you know who they are, their faces?"

"I do but – ."

"You have to tell someone."

"No, I don't want to get the police involved, I don't want to make a big deal out of it. Please stop worrying love."

"You can't ask me to do that."

"I know, I'm sorry... but I'm fine now, and I'm here with you and everything's good again..." He smiled

"I love you..." I said nervously

He looked at me in shock.

"Are you sure?"

"Ha, yes... is that bad?"

"No, no... it's fine. I love you too, I've never felt so strongly about someone, especially only after three days of meeting ha"

"I know how you feel" I smiled

"Go to sleep my love, I'll see you in the morning"

He kissed me on the cheek, said good night and I lied beside him all night and fell asleep in his arms. I'm glad I said it.