[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=82ca9d]Marc Tender[/color][/b][/h1]
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	Marc knew that question was coming. Sighing slightly she stepped over to the couch and sat back down, rubbing his hands together as he looked at the floor. Thinking back on that night, what had happened, how he felt seeing Simone like that. He had to take a deep breath before he was finally able to form the words. [color=82ca9d]"Yes..."[/color] he said quietly before looking up at Ashley. He was surprised that Adelaide hadn't eventually told Ashley but then again, Ada was good at keeping her mouth shut about things. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Simone and I were close, for a very long time Ash. We dated off and on in high school. She was my date to prom,"[/color] he said before looking away and rubbing his face. Taking a bit a breath before continuing and finally opening up to Ashley about everything. Telling her about how Simone and he were close, how he had cared for her. That she actually cared for him. How prom was supposed to be the night he told everyone but she wasn't at her home when he showed up at her house that evening. How he still visited her grave every year.

	[color=82ca9d]"It's kind of become a yearly ritual now I guess. I got to her grave and talk. How silly is that? I sit there tending to a tombstone no one else in the world gives a fuck about, pulling weeds and planting new flowers while I talk to no one at all,"[/color] he said shaking his head a bit. It sounded a bit off the wall as he said it out loud. 

	[color=82ca9d]"I know you didn't like her, no one really did. And I am not making excuses for her actions but she had her reasons for being the way she was. Trust me, that wasn't who she was underneath it all Ash."[/color] Sighing he lowered his head and ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back and smoothing it out. Now she knew. Maybe him opening up wasn't the best idea but she had asked and he wasn't going to keep everything bottled up anymore. 

	Standing up he walked over to the water cooler and got a small paper cup full before downing it and crumbling up the material in his hand before tossing it into the trash. [color=82ca9d]"Funny thing, she kept trying to push me away. Like she did with everyone but you know me. I was never one to give up. Found this in her room after the funeral,"[/color] he said as he pulled his wallet out and picked out a small piece of paper that had been thumbed over more than once. Unfolding it carefully before handing it over to Ashley. 

	[i]Marc,

		Listen, you're great. You know this and I owe you a lot but after tonight, well I can't anymore. You know, us. I'm leaving town, get away from my parents. You know why. Now, you need to do something for me. Opening that fucking trap of yours and actually tell Ashley what you need to okay? If you can tell me, you can tell her. End of story.

		Sim~[/i]

	[color=82ca9d]"I wanted to tell you, god did I want to. After she died though, well I just felt like I wasn't the man for you. You had your path, I needed to find my own. By the time I got my act together, well it was too late."[/color] Shrugging slightly he looked back over to Ash and smiled a bit. [color=82ca9d]"Sorry, I shouldn't have just dumped all that on you."[/color]