Chapter 63

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                               Onyx's POV
"Primrose, I'm okay right now."

"Yeah, for right now."

"Hey, uh where's our daughter?"

"She's taking a nap and did you just say "Our daughter"?"

"Well, you're her mother now. It seems right to say it."

Her face turned red.

"I guess you weren't expecting that."

"I-I wasn't. I-I liked it."

"You shouldn't get used to it. Has MJ come up to you, about being upset because of Roxana?"

"No. Not yet at least. You think she's upset?"

"Do you remember what she said the other day? She wanted us to get married right away since, she doesn't want us to forget about her. I just didn't know if, she said anything else. I thought she might tell you."

"But you're closer to her. She'd tell you."

"I think, she's scared to tell me anything."

"Oh? Why?"

"She knows how I get when I'm pissed. I guess, she thinks I'd go off on her."

"Is this because you'd get yelled at for your feelings?"

"Hmm. I guess that's part of it. I think that's why, I have a hard time saying how I feel to you sometimes."

"Is that why you cut again?"

"I dunno. Maybe? I'm scared my mental health' ll drive you away from me."

"It won't."

Primrose started kissing my neck.

"My mom keeps begging us to have dinner at her house."

"Then...why aren't we?"

"Alister may or may not get decked."

"Who'd deck him?"

"One of us. Most likely, me."

"Is that so? You're too nice. You never talk about hurting someone."

"I'll make an exception. The three of us, were hurt in some kinda way. You don't think, we should get him back for that?"

"Y-you to have a point. I just don't feel like going behind bars."

"The both of us, are too nice to do anything to put us there."

She went back to kissing my neck.

"Babe what are you trying to do here?"

"Attempting to make you feel good. Is it working."

"A-a little bit. W-we're on the couch."

"So? Nobody is watching."

"W-we can't risk scarring MJ."

"Ugh. You're right."

"Do you know, how your cousin is?"

"No. My uncle is still a dick. So back to what I was saying. What do you think, I should tell my mom?"

"W-whatever you want."

"I knew you'd probably say that."

"They are a part of your family now. You should get to know them. Well...we already know, Alister is a prick."

"True. You have a point. But..staying in with my fiancé and step daughter, sounds so much better."

"You're right. That does sound better."

"Sooo we're not going right?"

"Right. We're not. We'll stay home. I don't understand why, you're avoiding this?"

She shrugged.

"I-I'm not ready for change. She just dropped this all on me."

"Oh. I understand then. I've had shit dropped on me too. I won't push you to go through with what you don't want to."

"And that's one of the things, I love about you. You never force me to do anything."

There was a scream.

THAT WAS MARI!

We got up and started running. When we got into Marionette's room, we saw her sitting up in her bed. We ran over to her.

"What's wrong?!"

"The man's gonna get me!"

"W-what man?"

"Sophie's brother!"

"Sweetie, Paul can't get you anymore."

"Did your bad dreams come back?"

"I saw him! I saw him!"

I looked around her room. I saw no one. I looked around the house. I saw no one. I went back to Marionette's room.

"There's nobody here. It's okay. It's just the three of us."

I picked her up.

"Let's go in my room."

We laid down in my room. I stayed up for a while.

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