Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
It had been a few days since Marley Rose had told Kitty Wilde she had feelings for her and still they hadn't really done anything about it. Sure, Kitty had stopped the other students from bullying Marley, something which Marley was really grateful for, but there were still rampant bullying going on in their school and that bothered the brunette tremendously. She never understood why some people could be so cruel, nor did she understand why Kitty couldn't just stop bullying altogether. If she had enough pull to make everybody else stop, why not for everybody else? Wouldn't their school, or any other school, be so much better if someone could make all the bullying stop?
These thoughts were enough to make her question why she had fallen for Kitty in the first place. Sure, the blonde was gorgeous, had a great voice, an absolutely captivating personality and above all else Marley knew in her heart that the mean girl everybody else saw wasn't who Kitty Wilde really was. However Marley wasn't stupid. She knew while there was more to Kitty than some would assume at first glance there was also a darkness inside of her. Then again that darkness equally thrilled Marley as much as it scared her.
More to the point who was Marley to start pointing out flaws when she was a mess of emotions herself. And she had, after all, recently cost the glee regionals when she fainted onstage, endangering her own safety in the process. Plus, she wasn't much to look at. A total Plain Jane if there ever was one. No way hot enough to get a girl like Kitty Wilde, Marley knowing she should just keep her mouth shut and be grateful that Kitty would even talk to her. Then again... she just couldn't get this whole bullying thing out of her head.
These thoughts and a whole lot more had been circling in Marley's head over and over again, driving her crazy every minute of her day until something came along to knock her out of it, at least temporarily. Namely Kitty suddenly opening up her bedroom door and looking directly at her, the cheerleader grinning wickedly as Marley let out an embarrassingly high pitched squeaking sound of surprise.
"Hi." Kitty grinned.
"H, hi." Marley mumbled.
"Your Mom let me in." Kitty explained, quickly stepping into the room and closing the door she had just opened behind her, "It gave us a chance to talk actually. And by talk, I mean I apologised to her. I'm pretty sure I never said anything to her face, or at least I can't remember saying anything, but whatever jokes I made about her were just because I'm a sociopath. I'm working on it, but... well, being nice is like a foreign language to me. And not like something you might actually hear on the streets like Spanish or Italian or even French, no, I'm talking like the kind of gibberish you find in Third World countries, and-"
"Why don't you make everyone be nice to each other?" Marley blurted out, unable to stop herself. Then when Kitty gave her a look she quickly added, "I, I, I mean you got everyone to stop picking on me, so... so if you have that kind of power, why not use it to stop all the bullying entirely?"
"Oh Marley, Marley, Marley." Kitty said as if she was talking to a four-year-old, "That's not how it works."
"Why?" Marley asked.
"It just isn't." Kitty shrugged, and then sighed when she saw the look on Marley's face, the blonde cautiously walking closer to the brunette as she tried to explain herself, "In case you haven't noticed in our school, and schools in general, the popular kids pick on the losers. I'm not saying it's right, but it is what it is, no one can change that. I mean, do you know how close I came to losing my spot by decreeing you were off-limits? What I had to do to keep my spot? What I have done just over the last few days to keep you safe? No you don't, and I don't want to have to tell you, because it isn't pretty."
"I didn't ask you to do that." Marley said softly.
"You didn't have too. You're-" Kitty stopped herself from calling Marley hers, because sadly she wasn't yet, not officially. But she would be, she just had to explain to the girl the way things had to be, "Marley... there are certain things I never want to have to explain to you, but please try to understand... at this point even if I told the Cheerios and their stupid boyfriends to back off the glee club I would become an outcast just like you, and then they would pick on you again only this time worse, and I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let that happen. Not for a bunch of people I barely know or care about. In fact when it comes to people I care about, it's pretty much just you."
"Oh." Marley blushed, and then after a pause mumbled, "Thank you."
There was a long silence between the two girls and then Kitty cautiously stepped forward, "Now, going back to apologies, I owe you like a thousand, and honestly I'm not even sure if I've given you one yet. Honestly all I remember from the last few days is you telling me that you like-like me. Everything else is a blur of varying importance. So, for what little it's worth, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, a thousand times I'm sorry."
Marley smiled softly, "It's ok."
"No, it's nowhere close to ok. But like I said I'm a terrible person and I can't help but take advantage of the fact that you think it is." Kitty said, and then with a deep breath added, "Marley... I think you're the prettiest girl in school. Which is why I was mean to you FYI. Putting down the competition and all that. That, and I couldn't face the fact that I wanted you, because you are so pretty, and nice, and sweet, and good, and everything I wasn't, and... please Marley, go out with me? Like on a date."
Finding Kitty's babbling adorable Marley smiled widely and then happily replied, "Ok. I mean yes. Yes, ok, I'll... let's go on a date."
Charmed by Marley blushing furiously Kitty smirked, "Good. But, since I figure neither one of us are ready to come out as vagitarians, by date, I mean hangout in each other's rooms and watched TV or make out. Cool?"
Marley blushed, "I, I... I'm-"
"Not ready for making out?" Kitty quickly finished for her, "That's cool. Neither am I, I just meant for the future, and in the meantime maybe we could, you know, hold hands while watching... and you don't have a TV in your room. Of course you don't, because you're... erm, well, you know."
"Poor?" Marley finished for her.
"Well... yeah." Kitty admitted, quickly adding, "But that's ok. I'll just buy you a TV."
"Kitty, you don't-" Marley began.
"I want too." Kitty interrupted, before manipulating Marley by adding, "Just think of it as a hundred sorries off the sorries I owe you. Which repeatedly that my conscience... if I had one."
Marley opened her mouth to refuse, but quickly realising she was fighting a losing battle she said, "Ok, but on one condition."
"Name it." Kitty said quickly and confidently.
"Come and sit with me so we can talk for a while, and..." Marley blushed looking down, "And I'd like to try holding your hand while we do it. Talk I mean. I just, I... I just want to hold your hand."
"Ok." Kitty said softly, cautiously reaching out and grateful when Marley did the same. Then she asked, "Soooooo, what should we talk about?"
There was a long pause and then Marley leaned forward and pressed her lips to Kitty's for a second then pulled back, "I'm sorry, I just got so nervous, and I-"
Kitty cut her off with a similar kiss, although she lingered maybe a second longer, and then she smiled, "Don't ever apologise for kissing me, ok?"
"Ok." Marley blushed before she slowly found herself slipping into the making out she wasn't sure she had been ready for.
Then again, weren't things like this supposed to be easier when you found the right person? Both girls certainly thought so as they spent the rest of the night gently kissing and talking about everything and nothing, for the first time in their lives feeling truly comfortable with another person, even if they tried not to dwell on labels like 'lesbian', 'date' and 'love'.