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Just a Slave? (Mobius - DizjayDeathPride)

"I..." Markey stared,collecting her bearings and thinking it through."I don't know..." She breathed before she quickly left and went to her room,hating how she was feeling.It was like that kiss ignited something inside of her...something she didn't like.Laying down on the bed and slamming her pillow on top of her face,she thought,How could I possibly have feelings for him?
 
How could Marley leave now?He was right that she most likely would be sold to somebody who would make her life absolutely miserable...and here there was somebody who might actually care about her,which would make up for her being stuck here.But what if he's lying? she wondered as she chewed her lip,trying to come up with a decision.After a while,she finally stood up and went to find him.When she did,she asked seriously,"Was that just a ploy to get me to stay here or was it real?"
 
"No,I'm just...overwhelmed.Everything that's happening recently is just so much to take in," Marley said quietly,resting her back against the wall and rubbing her forehead.
 
Marley looked into his eyes for a while before she nodded and gently rested her head against his chest.This has taken quite the turn, she thought.
 
He held her and looked at the spot where the hole was. He noticed he couldnt tell the shade difference. Maybe someone fixed it? Or maybe... it was never there at all.
 
Marley stayed like that for a minute before she hesitantly wrapped her arms around him.She listened to his heart thump gently in his chest as she let the events of everything that just happened replay in her head.
 
Marley felt her heart rush a bit when he held her a bit closer,but she still felt like it was wrong in a way.She hated him this morning and now she was hugging him?It just didn't make sense,but for now she was shockingly enjoying it so she didn't pull away and instead she shut her eyes,her entire body relaxing.
 
Marley looked up at him for a moment before she rested her head against his chest like she had before."I don't know if I want to go..." She said quietly,surprised those words came out of her mouth.Not having that brand on her neck anymore,though,sounded so wonderful,so she asked,"You could make that happen?"
 
"B-Burn it...?" Marley repeated,for the first time her tone was laced with fear."I don't know if I can go through that again..." She whispered,not wanting him to know that she was actually scared of something.She gave him a tough appearance,she had to keep it up.
 
He looked at it. The cursive S branded to her. The S on every slave. And it... sickened him. But he could think of no other way. He touched it, afraid she would still be in pain but had to know
 
Marley flinched a bit when he touched the brand,but it wasn't out of pain because the action didn't cause any kind of pain.It was just out of fear that it would hurt again."It doesn't hurt anymore...but I'm afraid it will..." She confessed softly.
 
Marley looked up at him and thought for a moment before she asked,"Then I would have to leave here...wouldn't I?"
 
"Only if you want. But lets say meticulously you decide to stay. You'd be forced to stay on grounds. If we removed it, you could go shopping, make friends, run through lillies, whatever it is women do"
 
Marley couldn't help but chuckle at the run through lilies part."Run through lilies?" She repeated,giving him an amused look and a raised eyebrow.Then any amusement fled her."I..." she stopped and sighed,not able to finish.She brought her arms back to her sides and rubbed her forehead with one hand,but stayed in his embrace.
 
"But then..." Marley sighed and rested her head back against his chest,listening to his calming heartbeat."I don't want to leave...we might...we might have something here..." She told him quietly.
 
He could do no more than simply hold her. He could not think. He could not breathe. His mind were raving. Is that... a yes? He thought he said outloud
 
Marley looked up at him again,hands gently resting against his chest,and gave him a slow nod.That nod hurt because she knew she was willingly giving up her freedom,but some sort of ache inside of her told her she couldn't go.I've lost my marbles, she thought.
 

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