Zhora's Bitch

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[zhoras-bitch]

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Lovestruck nostalgia, Choices, Romance Club and other interactive fiction. I like to make edits sometimes and write fanfics once in a blue moon. I talk about mature themes/topics sometimes.

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You / Me / Her.

fandom: shakespeare's code pairing: roxanne montgomery / edward pembroke rating: m word count: 1192 words. tw: mentions of nudity, mentions of suicide mc: mariana, curse + sin notes: this is part one of my four-part series on my sc mcs in a modern au ! i was thinking about posting it all in one go but i think it'd feel nicer for me to post them one by one. i hope you all enjoy ❤️ tagging: @rc-catalog, @juicyrottenapple

he's pointing at stars in the sky that have already died.

🎵 sun has set — beabadoobee.

"Well. "

Mariana slowly got out of bed, her movements followed by the groans of a somnolent Edward, wrapped in the dark bedsheets of his bedroom. His hands reached for her, but as usual, she fled through his fingers like a dream five minutes before waking up. A dream so good he wished he could hold onto and sleep forever with.

"Do you have to leave... ?"

He asked, as she stood in the mirror, bare for his walls to look at. Memorizing every detail of her skin as she brushed through her long, dark brown hair – the shade of it reminded him of a wilted tree in winter, and he couldn’t help but wonder if bringing her happiness would make her hair turn a more golden brown, like a tree reborn in spring.

His question was met with a heavy silence, before she opened the closet, reaching for some clothing items she had left in there ; grabbing her underwear.

"Yes. I do. I have that audition..."

Of course an actress like her wouldn’t escape the chance – Edward had put the stage days behind him, but she had not given up ; matter of fact, it was as if their separation motivated her to pursue this dream even more. A separation Edward regretted every day – the parting of Romeo and Juliet. He wished his limbs could extend to reach for her, maybe convince her to stay in bed – but he is only one man. And sometimes, one man is not enough.

And no man would ever be enough to contain Mariana Norfolk. That is the vow she had made herself.

"You’ve never changed, huh, Roxanne ?"

He smirked, but did not receive the reaction he’d hoped for – instead of smiling, she stiffened and stared at him. "I’ve told you not to call me that."

Edward was aware that her stage name, Mariana, meant more to her than a simple stage name, but –

"Roxanne is gone." She said, getting dressed. Looking at herself in the mirror as if to confirm her own words, green eyes shining with intent. Hands brushing through her own hair as she adjusted her costumey dress, the dark red sleeves swooshing around her elbows. The role of the witch is going to be hers. And no one will stop her.

"She isn’t." He spoke, causing her to turn around. If she could cast a spell to reduce him to silence, or feed him a potion to make him forget their past together, she would’ve without a single hesitation. Edward had, by now, gotten up, just as bare as she was earlier. Her eyes, of course, drifted down and smirked, though nothing in this situation called for her to make an attempt at humor. It’s almost as if she did it on purpose – not defusing the situation, but worsening it the best way she knew how.

Maybe if she destroyed enough situations, he wouldn’t want to see her again. Maybe, he would fall in her trap ; he would take her at face value, as a dumb, unserious woman who didn’t care about anything other than herself. That she was shallow, and selfish, and he would leave and focus on someone else.

"That girl is long gone."

Mariana said, reiterating her point, her voice lacking emotion. She wasn’t trying to convince him or herself – she knew Roxanne Montgomery was dead and buried, and all Edward’s insistence did was  annoy her ; and she angered quick.

"She died when she left the troupe."

"Mariana –" Edward began, but felt his own blood boil. This was why they went together so well ; and was also the source of their downfall. The two of them angered quick – wrath had always been their fatal flaw. Their sin, if you will.

"Why do you so insist in drowning yourself in this image ?"

"Interesting choice of words." She remarked, a cruel grin on her face. "I wonder what little ‘Felia would think." Going in for the kill. Use it as a weapon before he can, before he can try and hold it against her, over her head like a sword of Damocles.

Cruelty had always been her weapon— and now, it was her nature. She was cruel. It was who she was.

Her words worked in her favor — provoking Edward, so at least one of them was winning. He stared at her as she smugly put her headband on, smiling in the mirror.

"Who are you, Roxanne ?"

He said, his eyes feeling tears form in them. Yet Mariana didn't turn to look at him. She wasn't Roxanne anymore. Roxanne might have turned and looked— apologized— hell, Roxanne would never have said that.

But she wasn't Roxanne anymore.

"Try again."

"Roxanne—"

"And please don't paint yourself like the victim." She interrupted, her gaze moving to look at him, though she looked into his eyes through the mirror. Reducing him to silence, just as she thought.

"When your uncle accused me of provoking Ophelia's suicide, you didn't speak once. You let it happen. You let him have it." Now her tone had shifted, more accusatory.

Roxanne, unlike poor old 'Felia, had not killed herself. She was murdered— persecuted, driven to isolation and darkness.

And the dead can't come back. Nothing goes right when they do, anyway. It's better if what is dead stays dead.

"Don't pretend like you don't understand me, Romeo. You do. But Juliet has found new partners. Mariana prospers, and Roxanne is gone. That lost little girl you once knew died that night she ran from the troupe."

Silence reigned over the bedroom, as she made her way to the door, before Edward felt something within him ignite— an urge to make her stay. To not let her leave— to ask, to beg, to accuse, to blame, to cry, to laugh. Anything that would forbid her from leaving this room. It was as if closing the door would make her leave for good.

Unfortunately, he and her were cut from the same cloth. His tone replicating her accusations.

"And that new partner is Professor Dudley, huh ?" He bitterly spoke, Mariana turning to look at him— finally. At least he got part of what he wanted.

"I've seen the way he looks at you. The things his eyes say. You've given to him, haven't you ?"

But Mariana wasn't the woman he knew. She laughed, her green eyes shining with success. As if it had all been a game to her. He couldn't read her— and maybe, that was all she wanted.

"I need all the help I can get, in a world like this."

One more step.

"Goodbye, Edward."

And the door opened.

And she closed it, before he could do anything. She had slipped through his fingers— again. Just as she always had, and just as she always would. It was hopeless.

He sat and cried. Over what he had done— but moreso, over what he hadn't. Over what had never been, what could have been, what could have been different.

He weeped, for what could never be again.

[zhoras-bitch]

SOS2 writer: Howard (this guy ↓) is 20 years old.

The fandom, collectively: LMAO no he's not.

[zhoras-bitch]

Gotta respect RC for choosing the most burning topics for their new book

[zhoras-bitch]

Nooo Esteban, you're ruining the slow burn with your emotional maturity! Confessing and asking out the guy you like with minimal drama, pfft, who does that. You're supposed to doubt yourself and only say the opposite of what you actually think and feel!! Don't you know you're the love interest in romance story, you dummy?

[zhoras-bitch]

I'm not normally that into slowburn, but I would eat up 2.5 seasons of these two dorks pining cluelessly for each other and then ask for more.

[zhoras-bitch]

[bladeweave]

you gotta start rambling in those tags bestie how else are you going to get that blogger to follow you back and your mutuals to fall in love with you #GetYapping

[agattthaa]

Your new blog theme/header/pfp is so slay. I want to eat it.

Thank you!!!! I adore it cause I'm obsessed with both Rael and pink.

Now, you want to eat it cause it somehow reminds of candy floss or

[zhoras-bitch]

Absolutely definitely 100% both.

[zhoras-bitch]

I mostly made my previous Lane x Audrey post as a joke, but now there was a wedding, and Lane was the bride, and Audrey was the groom, and guys I don't think it's a joke anymore.

[dilfsimper]

[zhoras-bitch]

The notes make it 5 times funnier.

[sbrcstuff]

After seeing Vellora's wedding outfit & the stuff he gave to Tiss, I think it's a real shame that Foelh was born into the royal family and missed his calling as a stylist. He would have slayed on one of those toxic noughties makeover shows. Ro'ods next top model. 100 Years Younger. What Not To Wear To Court. Snog Marry Decapitate.

[zhoras-bitch]

Don't save her, Fabian, she's exactly where she wants to be.

[zhoras-bitch]

Code Blue MC talking to the psychiatrist: My social life is not that exciting.

Me who's accidentally gotten him into a relationship with 3 people at the same time: 👁👄👁

[zhoras-bitch]

One slot left in Code Blue...

Who should I romance?

Flint

Eugene & Dakota

Gale

Voting ended onJun 9

[zhoras-bitch]

I lied!! I'm going to pick the less popular option so every Code Blue LI gets some attention. Mwahahaha.

[zhoras-bitch]

How many times can Alice kill off Rebecca 💀 she dies every book

The woes of being a woman in the HS universe.

[zhoras-bitch]

One slot left in Code Blue...

Who should I romance?

Flint

Eugene & Dakota

Gale

Voting ended onJun 9