it's a bad religion
to be in love with
someone who
could never love you.
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in which an on-screen genius creates an off-screen disaster.
*completed on 4/24/2020*
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i ran back and forth through my home, rushing to get the last minute preparations together.
"hey now" marcus chuckles as i collide into his chest, grabbing hold of my hips to stabilize me.
"i'm sorry." i whine, a short laugh leaving my lips.
"it's fine. here, go finish getting ready and i'll set up the last of the pans. i still don't know why you didn't have the caterers do it."
"because it's my party. i'm not going to make someone set up my own party. besides, i didn't pay them to do that. i paid them to make the food and bring it to me." (we treat food service employees with respect in this house)
he purses his lips, looking questionably down at me, before nodding his head.
"i get that. anyways, go finish getting ready. i'll handle the rest of this stuff." he smiles softly, patting my hip and releasing me from his hold.
i nod my head, running off towards the staircase before i stop, turning back towards marcus who was currently fiddling with the portable flame canister.
"thank you."
he looks over at me, a sort of sad smile on his face as he nods his head.
"anything for you."
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the holiday music played loudly through my home and everyone mingled with one another. kirsten, aj, and paget were currently at my sides as i sipped on my strawberry wine.
"so...you gonna tell us what happened? or are we just going to have to guess?" kirsten asks, reaching over and putting her hand over the rim of my glass and pushing it back onto the table.
i raise my eyebrow at the three women in front of me who look expectantly at me. i just shrug and pull my glass from underneath kirsten's hand.
"we talked. that's what happened."
"so you guys are still together?" aj asks, leaning closer into the group.
"no."
"oh...so you broke up?" paget asks sadly, placing her hand on my back.
"no."
she pulls her hand away and the three women look at me with confused expressions.
"so...what exactly happened then?" kirsten interrogates, her eyes shifting between marcus and i.
i look over at marcus who's currently throwing his head back in laughter as one of his friends finishes the end of some stage nightmare.
"we talked-"
"yeah yeah we got that part. you know what? i'm not going to sugar coat this anymore. we love you and care about you very much, and while all we care about is your wellbeing. we have to know if you and marcus are still together and wether or not we're allowed to tell matthew." aj deadpans, making paget and kirsten gasp.
