𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐘, was she destined for the radio ?
She loved music but she couldn't for the life of her
Learn an instrument or sing , Martie loved news
Or gossip , and thats how we got our very own Martie Mccartney ,
The BBC radio...
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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟏𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟗
"Its because she hasn't got a mother figure you see." A mumbling voice came from in front , Cindy's .
Martie didn't bother , she tried to ignore it as she flicked through her magazine, sat next to Howie on the bus , she supposed they were talking about someone else but it still caught her attention .
"Thats what my da' said , him being a therapist anorl , its cause shes been brought up by Jim McCartney." Marties heart dropped , and Paul and George from a few seats in front happened to hear to , turning there heads .
Martie and howie looked up from her magazine , "yer what?" Martie perked , a jolt of adrenaline and anger rushing through her veins.
Cindy turned around , scowling at her then looking at her friend , then back at martie "didn't your mother ever tell you it was rude to ease drop? ... oh wait" cindy grinned in amusement .
The bus came to her stop , and as luck would have it , Cindy's stop to , Martie watched Cindy walk off the bus and she followed in anger , grabbing hold of her bag , Paul and George scurrying behind her . Mike pondering because he didn't realise what was going on.
Cindy felt presence following her and she turned around "what is it McCartney?" She began , hardly because Martie then punched her straight around her jaw , as she punched her she felt like her whole fist went through Cindy's cheek .
"Mart!" George screeched and Paul grabbed her shoulders to drag her away , she was already sobbing in anger . Mike watched and gasped , not realising what happened.
Cindy coughed up blood and she was trembling for a minute before she grabbed her things and legged it down the pavement.
Paul held Martie against his chest as she cried onto his uniform . "She was.. mum .. and" Martie said sniffling as she cried her eyes out . "I know.." paul mumbled . George just stood awkwardly. And mike rubbed her back.
Paul stroked her head for a while and they were just stood on the pavement , George feeling as if he needed to do something but he didn't want to interupt family.
Martie pulled away looking at him "i don't know what came over me." She trembled , her eyes glossy. She then looked at George and immediately squeezed him , shifting her embraces. George looked completely taken a back and sort of flustered but he hugged her back.
"What even happened?" Mike said confused as he chewed gum aggressively.
Paul shook his head as if to say 'its not the time' . But martie pulled away from georges hug and looked at mike .
