Holla! Oops. LOL! Anyway. This is chapter 3! Margaret is going to reveal her past and we'll find out who Jack is! Are you guys excited!? Ok and a little heads up, Margaret is doing somethings, she's not proud of...so. Just a little heads up. I don't want comments like "Slut! Who does that! Rosie belongs to a foster family!" Just give her a break! You'll know why she does that!
Ian: Yep, No One Direction in here.
Me: Not now Ian
Ian: *Grabs a picture of Niall Horan* Sexy beast!
The Coffee Shop:
The bathroom door opened, Margaret had a happier Rosie on her hip, "What's up?" She asked, looking at his face.
Mordecai handed her the picture, "She looks familiar doesn't she!" He said with a look on his face.
Margaret looked at the picture, biting her lip, "No" She shook her head, "I've never seen her before"
The blue jay looked back at the picture, "Really? She looks so familiar! Those brown eyes, that red hair. And…she has a daughter" He was starting to get annoyed.
Margaret shrugged, "There are a lot of red birds out there that have daughters"
He rolled his eyes, "I know it's you!" He pointed at her, "Somebody came in here and told me he was looking for you! What is going on?!"
Margaret shook head, setting Rosie down, "Nothing's going on!" She argued, losing her sweet voice.
The blue jay glared, "That's bullshit! Now what the hell is going on?!"
Rosie became frightened by Mordecai's outburst, she grabbed her mother's leg and gave her jeans a tug. Margaret knew she couldn't hide the past for long, "I'll tell you…" She sighed, "it can't be here! We'll go to my place at ten" She lifted Rosie up, "I'll tell you then"
She walked out of the shop, leaving Mordecai upset, "I had to be a bully." He sighed, face-palming.
Margaret felt like she was going to puke, she was going to tell Mordecai everything. She sat Rosie in her car-seat, buckling her up. She looked up at her mom, "Mama. Sippy"
Margaret reached into her purse, pulling out her sippy cup, "Here Baby girl" She closed the door and got into the car.
Rosie slurped on her juice the entire ride, Margaret swallowed the lump in her throat. "I have to tell the truth"
Horrible images filled her mind making her sigh, "What do you say?" She asked herself.
Rosie was preoccupied with her sippy cup to understand her mom. Margaret sighed, "What will he do? How will he react? Will he be smothering? Caring? Mean? Distant? You don't just walk up to a random guy and tell him your past" Margaret's eyes softened, "Then again…he seems to be different. Every guy back home had one thing on their minds, sex. He seemed to be caring. But…let's not test that boundary"
Rosie shifted in her car-seat, "Mama. Dolly?"
Margaret looked at her, "Honey, I don't know where your dolly is"
The little bird seemed a bit sad then whined, "Dolly!"
Her car pulled up to the apartment, "C'mon Sweetie" She lifted Rosie out of her car-seat, Rosie slurped her sippy cup, Margaret headed to her apartment.
The moment she was about to open her door, a golden furred mole stepped out of Mordecai's apartment. "Oh…hi there" She greeted.
Margaret smiled, "Hi…" She was a little curious how that woman was leaving Mordecai's apartment, "Did he mention a roommate?"
The mole saw the little girl, "Oh she's adorable. What's her name?"
"Rosie…Rosaline Mavis Haddad" Margaret smiled at her daughter's full name.
She smiled, "Beautiful name" She looked up, "Are you Mordecai and Rigby's new neighbor?"
Margaret tilted her head, "I know Mordecai…not Rigby"
The mole laughed, "Oh ok. Well I'm Eileen. Rigby's girlfriend" She stuck her hand out.
She shook her hand, "Pleasure to meet you Eileen, my name is Margaret"
Rosie slurped her sippy cup, smiling, Eileen took notice, "She's so cute, how old is she?"
Margaret smiled, "She's two" Rosie giggled, looking at her mommy. Margaret lifted her up, "You seem really nice. Ya wanna hang out later?"
Eileen shrugged, "Sure. I'll even introduce you to my friends"
The cardinal cheered, "Finally I have some friends.."
They shared a laugh as Eileen left. Rosie rested her head on Margaret's chest, "I wan Dolly" She murmured.
Mordecai was about to head home, his boss had left as did the other co-workers. He changed into his normal clothes, a red and black plaid shirt with jeans. He jumped over the counter only to step on something. He looked down to see a doll, he scooped it up. Ready to head to Margaret's.
He locked the doors and headed out to his car, only to hear a voice, "I just hate liars"
Mordecai stops in his tracks, "Who's there?" He turns to the voice.
It was Jack, he seemed a little unhappy, "I hate liars! I can't believe you'd lie to me"
"What…uh…what do you mean?" Mordecai asked.
Jack sighed, "My wife! Margaret! I saw you talking to her. Where is she currently living?"
The blue jay shook his head, "How the fuck should I know"
Jack smirked, lifting a eyebrow, "I'm not stupid Mordecai. I saw how you react to her, you stare into her eyes, you smile, you're caring. You're in love"
Mordecai shook his head, "To hell with love! I'm not in love with her"
A laugh was replied, "Well good. Now. If you don't mind. I'm going to look for my family" He walked off.
The blue jay rolled his eyes at the bird, "Love. Fuck" He got into his car, noticing the doll was in his hand, he tossed the doll into the passenger seat.
Mordecai pulled into his driveway, getting the doll out as well. He headed up the stairs, it was 9:45. Like she'd care if he was early.
He knocked and found Margaret opening the door, "Hi" She greeted with a small smile, "I'm just tucking Rosie in…."
Mordecai reached out, handing her the doll, "She left this behind"
The cardinal smiled, "Thanks" She took it, "Come in" She walked off to a bedroom.
He followed to see Margaret sitting on Rosie's bed, "Here Sweetie. Mordecai brought it. He found it"
Rosie smiled, "Dolly" She hugged the doll, "Ta ya Blew"
Margaret drew the covers over her daughter, "Goodnight ok" She smiled, running her fingers through Rosie's hair.
Rosie began to get sleepy, "Mama.." She closed her eyes.
Margaret gave her daughter a kiss on the forehead. Then slowly left the room, she turned off the light and closed her bedroom door to face Mordecai, "So…what do you want to know?"
Mordecai looked at her, "I wanna know why you're running away. I wanna know who this Jack dude is"
Margaret sighed, "Ok, ok. I'll tell you" She walked to her couch and sat down. "I guess I'll start in the beginning"
Mordecai joined her on the couch, "Why are you running away?"
She bit her lip, "I was…was forced into a marriage when I was 19" She explained. "My parents and Jack's parents knew each other and arranged our marriage"
Mordecai sat there, "And…what happened?"
The cardinal lifted her shirt to expose a scar, "He'd…he'd beat me"
His beak parted, "Oh no" He stared at her scar.
The scar was pink that laid near her thigh. "He'd…he'd come home and beat me. Then…h-he'd get a thrill out of…" She started to shake, "…letting his friends beat me"
Mordecai couldn't believe all of this, "Why didn't you call the cops?!"
She shook her head, "He'd cut my phone, I was cut off from the world. I didn't have a phone, I didn't have my own identity, I was known as Jack Tompkins's wife"
Mordecai looked at her in pure shock. Margaret felt tears about to leave her eyes, she started to cry making Mordecai pat her back, "How old was Jack when you married him?"
She sniffled, "He was 32" She buried her face into his shoulder, sobbing. "I found..." She gulped, not wanting to tell Mordecai, "I found a way to stop the beatings..." She stared at him then broke eye contact, "I'd...I'd sleep with them. His friends, Jack, then I'd...I'd" She covered her eyes, "Jack would force me to..." She couldn't say the word, "I'd blow them" She sputtered, "Th-then. I became pregnant"
Mordecai didn't want to hear the story anymore, he was sorry he asked. "An-and.."
"Jack told…me…he'd kill me if we had a daughter." She sniffled, "We had Rosie…he drugged me with a drug..." She stopped, trying to remember, "I don't remember how he gave it to me...but" She stopped talking, only to cry even harder.
Mordecai patted her back, "Please stop crying" He whispered.
Tears poured from her eyes, "He told me…to kill Rosie. He handed me a pillow and told me to suffocate her" She let out a little whimper, "I stood in t-the nursery, with the pillow in the ready position…then…then.." She sobbed, "I couldn't do it…"
Mordecai stared at her, Margaret was so close to killing her daughter. He ran his fingers through her hair, "How did you escape?" He asked.
Margaret sighed, "After two years of Jack wanting me to kill Rosie. I…I managed to.."
Flashback:
Jack glared, "Dinner better be ready!" She nodded, smiling. He headed out the door, starting his car.
Margaret raced to her bathroom with a pair of scissors, she grabbed a fist full of her hair and sliced it. She kept cutting her hair, yanking a handful of hair and cutting it until she stopped. Her hair was short, she grabbed some gel and slicked her hair into two spikes. She checked the time, Jack's friend, Henry would drop by and watch to make sure Margaret didn't escape, in just a few minutes. Margaret started the water, making sure her cut hair would go down the drain.
The cardinal raced off into the kitchen to see Jack's safe, he had a safe that kept money safe from everyone. She clicked the buttons, knowing Jack's password, the safe opened to reveal stacked one hundreds, Margaret reached in and grabbed a handful, stuffing them into her wallet. She closed the safe then zipped up her wallet. "Now Rosie!" She sat her wallet in her purse and bolted to nursery to see her toddler daughter, sleeping in her crib. She quickly pulled out a bag of boy clothes, then lifted her daughter up.
Rosie awoke with a start, "Mama?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
Margaret slid her out of her onesie, "Just hang on! Ok" She whispered. Margaret slid a dinosaur t-shirt on Rosie with little overalls.
"Mama" Rosie repeated.
Margaret slid a baseball cap on her daughter's head, "You'll have to play pretend for Mommy" She lifted Rosie up and walked to the living room. Laying her daughter down on the baby mat. Margaret had her bags packed and Rosie's stuff packed, she had preplanned that she'd leave boxes of clothes at her mother and father's house.
Margaret calculated the transportation, "We have to take the subway…." She looked up at the clock, 9:45 am. Henry would be there at ten.
She lifted her daughter only for her to cry, "Sippy! Dolly!"
Margaret nodded, "Sorry baby" She raced into the kitchen, seeing her daughter's favorite toy and cup by her highchair. She took them and handed them to her daughter. Margaret opened the door and quickly got out of the house, she pulled a stroller out from the garage and sat Rosie in it. "Just play pretend" She whispered to her daughter.
Margaret wore a brown coat covering her pink shirt with dark black jeans, with shades covering her eyes. Rosie was supposed to play a baby boy so Henry wouldn't recognize them. She causally walked down the street, with the cover covering Rosie's small head.
Her heartbeat increased as she kept walking. "What if Henry is following me?! What if Jack knows my plan?! What if my parents rat me out?! What if Rosie tells everyone she's a girl!?" All these worries circled her head.
She pushed the stroller, nerves were eating her up. "Maybe I should go back…" She looked back to see she was a about ten feet from her house. "No, you're doing great. Just keep walking"
After a long time of walking, Margaret reached the city. It usually took 20 minutes by car, now she didn't know how long it took just by walking.
Margaret could feel chills running down her spine, she was shaking. She pushed the stroller by a few restaurants, businesses, apartments.
"Listen Bub! Ya need to fix my car! My buddy needs me to housesit" A voice shouted.
Margaret recognized it, it was Henry. She gulped, shaking. She looked to see him yelling at a mechanic. He was a big, tough man with red hair and a growing beard. As usually he wore a trucker hat with a white shirt and jeans.
The cardinal began to shake, her breathing got heavier, she didn't want to walk by him, she looked to see a crossing. She backed the stroller up, Rosie made a noise then shifted in her seat. Margaret tried to avoid eye contact with other people as she backed up the baby carrier.
Henry turned to her, "HEY! YOU!" He shouted.
Margaret gulped, her disguise wasn't perfect, Henry must've recognized her. He ran over to her, she couldn't control her breathing, "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! I'm gonna die!" In a quick reaction, she spun the stroller, facing her.
Henry stopped and bent down, "Your son dropped his cup" He handed her the sippy cup.
Margaret's breathing slowed dramatically, "Oh." She said in a low voice. She took it and placed it in the basket under the stroller, "Thanks" She murmured.
Henry smiled, "Cute little guy ain't he?"
The cardinal smiled, "Too kind" She spoke, trying to limit her words. She backed up even more. She looked to see Rosie was asleep, she silently prayed, knowing Rosie would smile and say "hi Henry" to the man.
Henry stared at her, "What's ya name?"
Margaret turned, "I must go" She pushed the stroller away, hoping Henry wouldn't try and follow her.
The cardinal smiled, "It worked" She hoped it wouldn't get jinx and she'd be caught.
Margaret reached the subway and bought tickets. She pushed the stroller onto the train, nearly crying tears of joy. Rosie and her would be fine. Margaret spun the stroller to see Rosie sleeping, she smiled, "He's gone my little angel"
A elderly woman smiled at Rosie, "Beautiful boy. What's his name?"
Margaret smiled, "His name is…Chris" She stroked her daughter's cheek.
When the train stopped, Margaret pushed the stroller out to see she was in Twin Peaks, her mother and father lived there. She sat on a bench, rocking the stroller back and forth with her foot, while she tried to plan this out.
"I stop by and get some food. Then I…get a red haired wig and go visit my parents." She stopped, "I'll need a car for the boxes.."
Rosie stirred, opening her eyes, "Hi Mama" She smiled.
Margaret smiled, "Hey there Cutie, you slept all through Capital City" She teased.
The little red bird yawned, "Mama. Wear Jack?"
She smiled, "He's gone Baby. We won't see him again"
Rosie smiled then rested her eyes again. Margaret sat on the bench, "I'll need a car" She reached into her purse, opening her wallet. Hitchhiking seemed like her only option or she could walk through a town she had no idea about.
"Just keep walking" She got off the bench and walked around the town.
After a quick meal at a restaurant, Margaret got directions to a car dealership, where she found a cheap car and practically drove off.
When she reached her parents' house, they weren't home. She snuck around and stole the boxes of clothes then headed towards Twin Pines.
"And…that's about it.." She told him.
Mordecai sat there, "Oh…" He looked up at her, "I'm sorry you went through all of that"
The cardinal sighed, "But what's the point. Jack's in Twin Pines. My parents obviously ratted me out! Because they love Jack! Now Rosie and I have to move again"
Mordecai touched her leg, "You're wrong. I'll make sure Jack doesn't hurt you"
She gave him a stare, "Mordecai! You don't know how Jack is! You'll be killed! Just let me handle it"
He grabbed her hands, "No! I know guys like Jack! I'm not letting you or Rosie get hurt again!"
She stared at him, that was the sweetest thing she'd ever heard. Somebody actually cared and was willing to help. She closed her eyes and leaned in, Mordecai kissed her gently.
She broke the kiss, staring down at his shirt, Mordecai leaned a little forward, letting her head hit his chest, "Nobody's gonna hurt you when I'm around"
Tears left her eyes, he lifted her chin, drying them with his fingers, "Nobody" He kissed her again.
Yea, I knew this chapter would be depressing. So that's Margaret's past. I'm sorry if some of things were weird. I just watched this movie, sorta. But in the movie, the woman didn't have a daughter, it was a son. And the mom would do alot of "Weird" things for money. Mordecai promised to keep Margaret from getting hurt, he's sweet. AND THEY KISSED!
-Ryan's out!