WARNING: Lots of vulgar language in this chapter.
After work was even worse. Marley found herself driving around for a few hours, mindlessly and keeping herself together. She didn't want to cry. Her mindless thinking brought her to the local mall where inside she found herself in the McDonald's line; a craving for a large slushie they were now selling on their menu, large fries, nuggets and a burger. Halfway through her meal Marley felt her baby kicking.
She had just learned the different kicks of her child. Angry kick, happy kick and love kick. Angry kick occurred at work whenever Walter yelled at Marley. Right now, baby was happy to have food and was giving their mother a happy kick and finally love kick happened whenever Ryder was near and placed his hands on her baby belly.
"Well if it isn't the fat lady herself, and eating herself to death at McDonalds." A familiar voice coolly said from behind. Marley rolled her eyes. Just get away from me.
"I've seen you've gotten fatter since last time. Is the bastard obese like Mommy and Grape-Binging Mama?" Kitty asked.
"Kitty, stop." Marley said. "I'm not in the mood."
"Aw, what's the matter? McDonald's won't let you take in anymore food, or that new buffet place isn't letting you inside because you'll eat them out in ten minutes?"
"Kitty, stop it. Now." Marley told her again. "I swear to god Kitty I'm not in the mood and if you don't leave me alone—"
"You'll eat me? Are you now a human cannibal? Or you'll come to my house and chew down everything before I can even—"
Marley took her slushie cup and tossed it in Kitty's face. Kitty screamed, "You bitch! Ugh!"
"NO! Your the damn bitch, you bitch!" Marley yelled. "Honestly it's been, like, ten years and you are still bitching to me about everything!? Honestly do you have anything going on in your life or you just a stripper on a pole!?"
"Excuse me!?"
"I went to college, I'm married, I'm having a baby! I have things happening to me that are exciting. What the fuck do you have going on in your life? Being a pole dancer for the rest of the years until your body is so damn old, wrinkly and your boobs are touching the ground!?"
"Excuse me!?" Kitty yelled again.
"HONESTLY JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Marley yelled.
"Maybe you should go to the bathroom and shove your fingers down your throat!" Kitty yelled. "YOU SHOULD ALSO GET AN ABORTION BEFORE THAT BABY COMES OUT JUST AS RETARDED AS LYNN!"
Marley took her food and threw it at Kitty. "DON'T YOU DARE CALL MY BABY THAT, YOU STICKING ASS, STD CARRYING, SLUT BAG WHORE!"
Marley left the mall's cafe, feeling everyone's eyes on her as she left. She had a large, pounding headache and felt sick, but ignored it.
Outside in the parking lot Marley leaned against her car, bawling and sobbing. Why was Kitty being so mean?
"Marley?" A voice perked up.
Marley looked up and saw Jake, Puck, Sam and Blaine standing there looking at her.
"Hey," Sam said. "We saw that fight inside. You okay?"
She nodded gently.
"Mel's inside having a bitch fight with her." Jake laughed. "Five dollars she'll come out with her shirt ripped and Kitty's blood on her skin."
"You alright, Innocence?" Puck asked.
"I'm okay!" Marley yelled. "STOP ASKING ME THE SAME QUESTIONS OVER AND OVER AGAIN!"
"Marley, relax. It's not safe or healthy for—" Blaine began to say, but Marley stopped him.
"I KNOW! OH MY GOD, I KNOW! RYDER KEEPS TELLING ME EVERY TEN MINUTES! I'M FINE! UGH, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" Marley roared.
"Marley," Sam took her hands and held them together. "You need to calm down—"
"I AM FINE!" Marley yelled, pushing Sam off of her. "I'm going home."
Marley drove off after that, ignoring everyone else.
"Dude, if she keeps stressing she's going to end up in labor early." Blaine said. "Jake, what are you doing?"
"Calling Ryder," Jake said. "Just letting him know she's been stressing, in case she doesnt' tell him."