Mariko just turned away and expelled the word 'friend' from her head. I need to stay focused. "It's okay, Marco. I..I just..I'm getting worked up about something too." Not just something. People who ruined my life. Mari forced a smile, "Thanks for apologizing."
"No problem." Marco turned back to Phoebe and Vex, "if he gets this right, it'll be a miracle."
Phoebe waited anxiously for Vex’s answer, suddenly feeling pain shoot through the organ just below her stomach as she shifted positions. She squeezed her eyes shut, ignoring it and hoping no one else had noticed. Jesus Christ, not now..
"You okay?" Marco asked Phoebe seeing her wince.
Phoebe swallowed, struggling to hold back a groan of pain as beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. “I’m fine.”, she managed to get out, clenching her fists and focusing on Vex. “Vex?”
(What's happing to Phoebs?)
(She gets these pains regularly, although they’re not good, you’ll see why in another lost or so)
(K.)
Marco placed his hand on her shoulder, "babe, I know you're not good."
(Ooh, he called her babe!!)
Phoebe winced as another spurt of pain shot through her, somehow managing to feel a rush of adrenaline at what Marco had called her. She swallowed. “It’s fine— it’s both— ach!” It felt like someone was squeezing her internal organs. “I’m fine.”
(XD. That's one post…..)
Marco looks up a Vex, he was staring into space. "Phoebe, you're shaking. And you're burning up. Just let me help you, please," he begged.
Phoebe averted her eyes. “I— I get these pains a lot, there— it’s conplicated.”, she said lamely.
(One more post I promise!)
( *thumps * her foot on the floor. "I'm waiting!")
"I can't help if you don't explain." Marco sank to the ground taking Phoebe with him. "Does it hurt to move? Where does it hurt?"
Phoebe winced from a flicker of pain again. “In—“ Oh, Jesus. “On my uter—below my stomach.” She took a deep breath. “It’s a long story, and Vex is a more pressing problem.” She tried to turn away but Marco wouldn’t let her.
(ARG.just one more I swear!!)
Marco held on to her, tightly. "I can just get AMBER AND VICTORIA OVER HERE. They can deal with him. My focus is on you. Tell me what's happening."
Phoebe’s breaths came in short spurts as the pain racked her midsection. “Remember last year, when I missed the whole first month of school? Well— I was in the hospital.” She gulped. “And girls aren’t really supposed to give birth at age fifteen. There were—- complications.” She blinked back tears.
Mariko watched, fascinated. "I've never met a teenage birth mother before. How does human sexual intercourse work?"
(I'm super glad Micah isn't there right now…)