Marley Rose

Hello world! My name is Marley and I'm very excited to start my new life. I'm currently in New York and it's...well it's an adventure that's for sure. One thing I know though, this won't be as easy as I'd hope. But at least I have a special someone to help me out, I just have to make sure I don't disappoint her.

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nyc-tana:

Santana let out a sigh, her tongue moving out to wet her lips as she struggled for a moment to find her words. “Marley, I..” With a heavy breath, she moved her hand to the tip of the girl’s chin, lifting her face so she could meet her eyes. “I told you this before, and I’m going to keep telling you until you believe me.” Her voice was soft yet stern, wanting the girl to know that this wasn’t a joke or a lie for that matter. “I am not going to hurt you, I am not going to get angry at you for doing as you please, I am no longer going to judge or make all of the calls. I am here to help you, and I understand that you got no reason to believe or trust me, but please do try. Try, because all I want is to help you, to try and make it all right again despite what happened before..”

Her hand on Marley’s back was still moving gently, hoping that the small touch would have some kind of an effect. “You got nothing to feel bad about. I’m here to help you, okay? I want to stay up, I want to help you and to be here. You got nothing to worry about because I’m not here to try and take anything from you. I wouldn’t have asked you to come here with me if my intention was to hurt or harm you further.. I’ve done that enough.” It was rare for Santana to admit her mistakes, but she knew she’d hurt the girl. Badly, at that. She’d ordered her around as she pleased, and Santana had promised for that to be over and done with. For now, she simply hoped to be able to gain back Marley’s trust.

Looking up at Santana at the touch to her chin she tried her hardest to listen to her. To actually hear her, rather than everything her mind was shouting back at her the second Santana would say something new. It was nothing new that Marley cared greatly about Santana, but she still couldn’t seem to see the difference between caring and serving her.

Sighing a little she gently leaned against Santana, pressing a tiny kiss to her shoulder. “I’m sorry....And it wasn’t...You weren’t the scary one. I mean you were...But others were worse.” she said quietly. She knew she had to try harder, and possibly stop fighting Santana on everything.

“But, I still don’t want you to be cold at least,” she commented with a tiny grin as she made sure the blankets were at least around Santana’s waist.

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nyc-tana:

She’d heard Marley’s protest, but refused to acknowledge it. Santana would provide for her now, that was a promise she’d made and she always kept her promises. It hurt somewhere deep inside of her each time she noticed Marley get startled over a sound, a touch, or a movement. It hurt to know that she was to blame for the girl feel this unsafe, this scared all the time and Santana wanted to make up for that.

The ‘Miss’ almost leaving Marley’s lips had her eyes turn softer and she leaned in to press her lips gently against the girl’s cheek. “Because you’re scared that if I’m tired, I’ll be more likely to get mad?” She questioned, her hand around Marley’s waist stroking the girl’s back in slow comforting motions. “I got tomorrow off anyway, so it’s okay. I’ll stay up with you until you feel tired enough to sleep again.”

Santana knew that no progress had been made ever since they’d returned to civilization, but she hoped and prayed that eventually Marley would come around and trust her. Trust her like a normal equal person, and not a person of power or an authority figure.

Feeling her cheeks heat up at the kiss she kept her gaze cast down. “I...n-no...but now I’m thinking that” she mumbled with a small pout. “I just don’t want you to be tired...Because if you are then you won’t feel good and then tomorrow your day will be wasted because you’ll sleep later and not now,” she explained.

Looking over at Santana she struggled as she started trying to cover her in the blankets once more she sighed a little. “Please just sleep? Because I’ll feel bad until you do and then no one is happy”

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nyc-tana:

The words had her smile sadly, upset to see how badly Marley struggled to adjust to this new life. It shouldn’t have been a problem. It was perfect compared to what they had at the island, but Santana knew that some things had stuck in Marley’s memory and now she had to figure out a way to erase those. “I know. I’ll go make you some tea, okay? I’ll be right back.” She mumbled, her lips pressing to the girl’s forehead before rolling over to get out of bed.

In no time Santana entered the kitchen, turned on the kettle, and went to get herself a bottle of water for the fridge. She let out a yawn as she scratched at her neck, a small shake of her head helping her to stay somewhat awake. When the tea was ready, she poured in some honey and slowly walked back towards the bedroom. “Here we go.” She mumbled, a soft smile playing on her lips as she went to Marley’s side of the bed before sitting the mug down on the nightstand. “This will help you relax, okay?” Her hand moved to brush through Marley’s hair once more, before walking back to her own side, water bottle placed on her own nightstand, before she curled into the bed again.

“I know you’re not fine, Marley.” Her arm moved to sneak around the girl’s slim waist. “Can you please tell me what you’re thinking? Tell me what I can do to help you somehow?”

“N-No...San” reaching for Santana and just missing her Marley whimpered as she tugged the blanket tighter around herself. She shouldn’t have let Santana go, she didn’t need Santana to do stuff for her...She shouldn’t be doing stuff for her. As much as her instinct was to chase after Santana, part of her knew better, knew not to risk doing anything that could possibly upset the other girl.

So Marley stayed wrapped up in her blanket, mentally scolding herself. Only lifting her gaze as Santana came back she glanced at the mug. Her mother used to drink tea, for years and years. Marley never understood it but eventually she came to like it over time. But that was forever ago now. It didn’t matter anymore.

Her gaze stayed fixated on the mug, which caused her to startle slightly as Santana’s arm wound around her once more. “I’m not...I’m not thinking anything Mi...Santana” she corrected herself, looking down as she bit her bottom lip. “I just don’t want you to stay up, because you’ll be tired. And that’s not good”

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nyc-tana:

The nod had her release a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Marley seemed far more calm, she was still shaking but they’d made eye contact now and that was always a reassuring fact in Santana’s book. Her hands never stopped their motion through the brunette’s hair and she repeatedly pressed her lips against Marley’s forehead in hopes of it having a calming effect. These touches had been rare at the island. Even as Santana had done her best to make the girl feel safe and sound, it had in no way been with this kind of intimacy and she was confident that Marley could feel the change as well.

Reluctantly she let Marley go, watching as the girl sat up to check out the room they were alone in. The hand that had been threading through the girl’s hair moved against her lower back in a comforting motion as Santana’s eyes never left her small body. She moved onto her back as she watched her, the arm sneaking around Marley’s waist to pull her closer once the girl was back beside her in the bed. “I know.” She mumbled, turning back on her side with a sigh as she reached out to brush a few hairs away from her face. “But sleep is good for you.” Her thumb rested against Marley’s cheek, gently swaying back and forth.

“I promised you, remember? I’ll take care of you, I’ll keep you safe, and I’ll make sure nothing bad happens ever again. I don’t make promises very often, so I intend to keep the ones I do make, little one.” Her voice was soft, softer than Marley had ever experienced back on the island and a matching smile was on her lips. “You need anything? ‘Cause I’ll go get it for you.” She asked, her thumb still moving soothingly across the girl’s cheek.

Santana’s constant contact was the relief and assurance she needed and it didn’t take long before Marley slowly settled back down next to her, wrapping herself up completely in the blanket. Looking up at Santana with sad, tired eyes she sighed a little at the touch to her face and the words.

“But it’s not good, if I can’t sleep” she huffed. Looking down at the blankets she nodded a bit. It was still a lot to adjust to. The only times Santana had been somewhat affectionate towards her was when she was trying to coax her to eat or that night...The one Marley would rather not think about.

But this was different, this was Santana enforcing that she meant everything and though she trusted her, Marley still had a hard time with that. 

“N-No! I mean...no, I’m fine....” she quickly mumbled. Like she’d let Santana wait on her, that wasn’t how it worked. She knew better.

“You should go back to sleep...I’ll um, I’m fine”

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nyc-tana:

It wasn’t exactly new to have the tiny brunette struggle against her hold. This had happened on several occasions ever since they returned back to civilization, pretty much every night, and it had become normal for Santana to wake up during the night to find Marley panicking. She knew she was partly to blame for the girl’s fear, taking into consideration everything that had happened on the island – but Santana had taken the responsibility to make Marley feel normal again upon her own shoulders and she intended to keep the promise she’d made to the girl. The promise to keep her safe.

It was becoming obvious that the smaller girl was crying, only resulting in Santana’s arms tightening their grip around Marley’s small form to make her feel safer in the embrace. “I’m right here.” She uttered once more, her body moving so she could press her lips protectively against the smaller girl’s forehead. Their legs tangled together, and her arms did their best effort to pull Marley impossibly closer. Usually the warmth of her own body would result in the smaller brunette to calm down further. She felt the fingers curl into the material of her tank top, and she let them easily. This was about comfort and safety and Santana would do whatever it took to make Marley calm back down.

“It’s just me, Marley – just me.” She spoke calmly, the hand in the girl’s hair repeatedly stroking it to soothe her as well as possible. “I’m right here, it’s just the two of us, no one’s going to hurt you.” Her eyes sought out Marley’s in the dark of her bedroom, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever emotions were running through her. “Just me okay? I’m right here.”

As Santana pulled her closer she hid her face against the other girl’s chest. Taking a few slow shaky breaths as she tried to get herself to calm down. Reluctantly looking up at Santana as she met her gaze she nodded a little, only letting go of Santana’s shirt in favour of rubbing her tear filled eyes before quickly hanging back on to her. 

Curling up as much as she could she tried to focus on listening to Santana’s heartbeat. It was what she usually did whenever Santana would try to make her feel better.

After a few minutes of staying quiet and just listening. She slowly pulled away, just slightly as she sat up a bit. Glancing around the room, she trusted Santana, maybe a little too much sometimes but she also couldn’t hep but look every time this happened. Reaching for the blanket she wrapped it around her body, shaking her head a little.

“I don’t like sleeping,”

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nyc-tana:

Their world had been turned upside down, flipped backwards, and shaken. It hadn’t come as the biggest shock when she’d received the news about the island shutting down, but she had instantly tried to think of a game plan. There was no way for Santana to leave Marley behind. The girl was still too fragile, and it had become her duty, so to speak, to protect the small girl from not only threats but also herself. To be back in a normal setting, her old apartment in New York, hadn’t exactly been without consequences. She’d repeatedly explained to Marley that she was no longer under orders, that her free will was back, and that she could refuse suggestions from Santana at all times. There were no longer strings attached, or rules to follow, and despite the girl’s hard efforts – she still reminded Marley of it on a daily basis.

Santana felt content being back in her old world. She’d easily gotten back her old job at her father’s firm, and even as she’d only gone back a few times a week for starters, it was easy for her to fall back into the routine. What wasn’t easy, though, was leaving Marley alone in her apartment. She’d tried to encourage the girl to go out while she was gone, but clearly it wasn’t something the tiny brunette intended to do. Yes, Santana knew it was a process and she’d have to give it time before Marley would be ready to be on her own – but she hadn’t expected it to take this long, after all.

They still shared her bed, mostly because it had become a habit on the island, and Santana wasn’t ready to let the girl out of her sight too much. Perhaps she would have denied it if someone asked her, because cuddles weren’t exactly cool, but her arms were always wrapped protectively around Marley’s smaller form. So far she’d slept peacefully, until she began stirring at the feeling of Marley moving beside her. It took her no time to realize that the girl was having yet another nightmare, and in a second, Santana had her pulled close against her chest. “Shh..” She shushed gently, one hand moving up to run through Marley’s dark locks. “I’m right here. No one’s gonna hurt you, little one. I’m right here.” She had yet to figure out whether the girl was awake at this point, but for now she’d keep talking in a low mumble, her fingers repeatedly running soothingly through Marley’s hair. “I’m right here.”

The strong arms tightening around her had Marley in even more of a panic as she struggled against Santana’s hold. Her sleeping struggle only lasted a few more minutes until eventually the hand in her hair and the whispered words had her startling awake and almost instantly hiding her face against the sheets. 

Panting she sighed as she rubbed at her tear filled eyes. Gently rolling over and basically squishing her entire body as close to Santana as she could get she whimpered into the girl’s chest, her fingers tightly curling around Santana’s tank top. Almost having a death grip on her.

“S-San”

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It had been a few weeks since she’d stepped foot in Santana’s apartment and she still felt completely out of place. Of course she was grateful for Santana, she owed her a lot especially with everything that had happened on the island and everyone getting sent home. But Marley didn’t have a home, not anymore. She wasn’t even sure she remembered what that felt like. So being in Santana’s home was very alarming and she tiptoed -literally and figuratively- around the rooms, trying not to move one thing out of place.

Spending time with Santana was amazing, as always but this Santana was different. This wasn’t the Santana Marley remembered, the one she served. This was a different, brighter Santana and Marley didn’t know how to approach her.

Most of the time she kept to herself during the days. Reading or colouring when she wasn’t bugging Santana, trying to do everything for her. It was a strange feeling and she knew in her gut that she should be doing things for Santana, to be helping her. Not sitting around by herself and being sad any time Santana would leave, even if just for a few minutes.

She didn’t want to adjust to this, she didn’t know how to adjust to this. She had just gotten comfortable with sharing a bed with Santana again but most of the time she didn’t sleep and if she did it was by chance, or luck.

Tonight however, Marley had slept but she hadn’t been so lucky. Much like on the Island Marley had nightmares, she always had for as long as she could remember but since leaving, they seemed to get even more vivid.

The current one had her stirring slightly. It was a mix of a memory and something completely new, being taken again, but only this time she was being taken away from Santana. Taken away to the mean people, the mean boys who only wanted to use her.

A few frightened whimpers left her lips as she tossed and turned, trying her best to get away from her captors as she kicked her legs and tried to hit any part of them her arms could reach.

[littlemarlsrose]

Please ignore everything that has previously been posted on this blog

It will now be a 1x1 and mostly just kept for my own reading :D

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

I could always give it a go. Maybe sometime in the future when I need them most. Did I mean it? Of course I did, around me I don’t think you could ever feel lonely-why do you ask?

[littlemarlsrose]

Um I’d read with you..if you ever wanted. I mean..not to like..invite myself because I know I can’t do that..but maybe if you had someone to read with, it could be more fun! Just um..just wondering..

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Well I mean I never got to the interesting part. There were just so many words and it’s like… What’s the point. But I am sure if someone ready to me and kept me awake I would be fine with it. I am proud, well done you. I don’t think I could handle two let alone one even.

[littlemarlsrose]

Well there’s lots of point Miss Rachel but it’s okay that you don’t like them. Um...did you mean it when you said you’d make it less lonely?

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Well I mean I am here so I am sure I can make it not so lonely for you. Miss Rachel sounds perfect, ahh now that’s specific. Movies I don’t mind of, and animals are adorable. Books? I never really get into for some reason, I sometimes fall asleep while reading them.

[littlemarlsrose]

You fell asleep?! Oh my gosh. I love books, they are my most favourite thing in the whole wide world! Back home I used to read one to two books a day!

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Are you sure? To me it is all fun but I mean, for some it may not be fun. At least it can sometimes be a little too much fun. Nice to meet you as well dear, I prefer Miss but since I am feeling nice Rachel will do. Stuff I like? You may have to be more specific for me. 

[littlemarlsrose]

It was sorta fun..now it’s just real lonely. Can I call you Miss Rachel? Um..well anything really! Like do you like movies or books or baking or animals..cause I like all of that stuff

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Well, I mean the day you will be able to leave you might actually not want to. As in you’ll actually want to stay here, but uh yeah-one day I mean. Marley, I do like your name indeed I am Rachel.

[littlemarlsrose]

Oh..cause I don’t like it here anymore. I mean..not that it was that fun to begin with..but now it’s really not fun..um it’s nice to meet you..can I call you Rachel or do you prefer something else? What kinda stuff do you like?

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Huh,

[allydvis-deactivated20200125]

Why of course, it’s part of my hobby. And your name is?

[littlemarlsrose]

Does that mean that um..one day we can actually leave? Oh um..sorry I’m Marley..Who are you?

[slavestaceyevans]

Huh.....?

[slavestaceyevans]

Did I know I was coming? No, I signed on for some job and was kidnapped and brought here…

[littlemarlsrose]

Oh...well that makes more sense. Um I’m sorry you got brought here...

[enslavedblaine-blog]

Yes, sort of! I was auditioning for college, for a spot at a new Performing Arts school in New York.

I’m Blaine, by the way. Hi!

[littlemarlsrose]

Oh, that sounds like it would have been really amazing! I really want to go to New York. I’m Marley

[master-starchild-blog]

I found a book at the beach...

[master-starchild-blog]

I don’t know, that would probably make the books really soggy and no good to read.

[littlemarlsrose]

True..unless they were super books!