Post by freshy ☼ on Apr 14, 2014 17:17:57 GMT -5
m a r l i e c a w i l r a
"i needed you to run through my veins like disease"
"i needed you to run through my veins like disease"
The past few months had been hectic.
Hyacinth had been running around like a chicken with its head cut off, fretting about her brother coming home from boarding school. Halcyon's ex Michael had returned, and he went out of his way to harass her whenever he could. He would shout insults at her, roughly jerk her around, and make loud remarks about her friends. And as if the universe had decided that her friends' problems were not enough to digest, it served up a piping hot platter of so rotten that you'll vomit before you even taste it. Her family was being more difficult than before, and Marlie assumed that it had to do with her relationship with Rex. The long-standing rivalry between the Cawilras and the Vanderbilts was something that she had forgotten about when she befriended Rex and Pandora. It was not something Cameron and their parents talked about often, and she had almost forgotten there was even a rift between the two families. Now her relationship with Rex was regarded as 'problematic', just as all the others were.
Marlie questioned why she even called these people her family. Faren and occasionally Cameron were the only ones who treated her with respect. The others found pleasure in pushing her buttons and pulling all her loose strings until she unraveled. They liked to wind her up and watch her go, and they laughed when she didn't travel far. The Vanderbilts were her real family. The little ones looked up to her, the mister and missus gave her what she needed, Pandora and Juniper were always there for her, and Rex loved her. So why did she stay?
"The only way we can get them to make amends is to sit them all down together," Rex had said. But why did it matter that their families constantly butted heads? Their parents' burning hatred for each other did not extend to their offspring. (In fact, it seemed her siblings' anger was directed mainly towards her.) It didn't matter to Marlie whether or not her family approved of the Vanderbilts.
Yet here she was, in her mother's black bandage dress, struggling to walk in her tall white heels. "You look about as tall as a skyscraper," Faren commented. When Marlie was younger, she'd always whine about how Rex and Pandora were taller than her. Now she wondered if being bigger than a house was worth it.
"It's bad enough that Marlie's dancing with the devil, now we're inviting the whole crew into our home," her father grumbled, pulling out a chair and slumping down in it. Her mother scoffed. "Oh, stop your disgruntled babble. Maybe if we sit down to eat with them, you can work out your issues with them and the girl can shut up about her little boy toy."
Marlie was about to protest against her mother referring to Rex as a toy, when the doorbell rang. One of the twins sharply elbowed her in the ribs to get to the door, and in came the Vanderbilt family.
Hyacinth had been running around like a chicken with its head cut off, fretting about her brother coming home from boarding school. Halcyon's ex Michael had returned, and he went out of his way to harass her whenever he could. He would shout insults at her, roughly jerk her around, and make loud remarks about her friends. And as if the universe had decided that her friends' problems were not enough to digest, it served up a piping hot platter of so rotten that you'll vomit before you even taste it. Her family was being more difficult than before, and Marlie assumed that it had to do with her relationship with Rex. The long-standing rivalry between the Cawilras and the Vanderbilts was something that she had forgotten about when she befriended Rex and Pandora. It was not something Cameron and their parents talked about often, and she had almost forgotten there was even a rift between the two families. Now her relationship with Rex was regarded as 'problematic', just as all the others were.
Marlie questioned why she even called these people her family. Faren and occasionally Cameron were the only ones who treated her with respect. The others found pleasure in pushing her buttons and pulling all her loose strings until she unraveled. They liked to wind her up and watch her go, and they laughed when she didn't travel far. The Vanderbilts were her real family. The little ones looked up to her, the mister and missus gave her what she needed, Pandora and Juniper were always there for her, and Rex loved her. So why did she stay?
"The only way we can get them to make amends is to sit them all down together," Rex had said. But why did it matter that their families constantly butted heads? Their parents' burning hatred for each other did not extend to their offspring. (In fact, it seemed her siblings' anger was directed mainly towards her.) It didn't matter to Marlie whether or not her family approved of the Vanderbilts.
Yet here she was, in her mother's black bandage dress, struggling to walk in her tall white heels. "You look about as tall as a skyscraper," Faren commented. When Marlie was younger, she'd always whine about how Rex and Pandora were taller than her. Now she wondered if being bigger than a house was worth it.
"It's bad enough that Marlie's dancing with the devil, now we're inviting the whole crew into our home," her father grumbled, pulling out a chair and slumping down in it. Her mother scoffed. "Oh, stop your disgruntled babble. Maybe if we sit down to eat with them, you can work out your issues with them and the girl can shut up about her little boy toy."
Marlie was about to protest against her mother referring to Rex as a toy, when the doorbell rang. One of the twins sharply elbowed her in the ribs to get to the door, and in came the Vanderbilt family.
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