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Marcella Bellini (born_greater) wrote in nevermore_logs,

If Much was hoping for understanding and relief, he wasn’t going to get it. Marcie returned his small smile with a flat frown, and if he’d listened closely enough, he would have heard the slams of her internal walls going up. She clenched her jaw, half turning away, the disappointment of rejection tasting bitter in her mouth.

“This girl must be something. It sure as shit sounds like you hid her on purpose to me.” The stain of The Sheriff coming off on her again. How she was starting to wish she could rid herself of it. “You didn’t know I was with him for weeks, and you said nothing. You didn’t even know I worked for John until I got drunk and told you my deepest secrets, and YOU said NOTHING. I didn’t even tell Malcolm anything about that but I told you! He didn’t even know anything about Ares until you both showed up at his door, and you didn’t trust me enough to even suggest there might be someone else in your life??” Keeping her temper and dealing with rejection had never been her strong suits, as Much would know because he’d seen her the last time she got rejected. She had a very strong urge to punch something, despite her aching knuckles.