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A/N: @ParisPhantom from ff.net requested an angst story. and i'm here to share it with you. I'm not responsible for your tears or broken hearts.

I kick him hard and Marshall falls back on the ground with a loud grunt. To make sure he doesn’t escape I threw myself on his lap pinning him down, then I point the gun to his heart. Marshall breaths heavily as blood continues to cascade down his face from the cut I gave him on his forehead. He smirks up at me and I scowl but my face betrays me as it takes on the colour red.  

My mission was to kill him. The organization doesn’t trust him, they don’t trust me either. But if they had to let one go, it was their agent Marshall Lee Abadeer. So they put me to the test.

 He and I are partners; we’ve been working together for years now. We are like yin and yang. At first we couldn’t get along and every mission we were sent to always end in failure. We argued and fought nonstop, we each attempted to kill the other on more than one occasion, and we even sent many requests to the head of the organization to switch partners.

Yet, somewhere along the lines the unthinkable happened. We fell in love. Knowing that romance and affairs within the organization was forbidden we did our best to keep our feelings under the radar. And for 5 years no one figured it out. We were happy. We thought everything was going well.

 But why? Why did things have to end this way? Why was I put to this test?

“Are you afraid to do it?” Marshall asks nodding at the gun

“Shut up!” I say “This is your entire fault. You saw it coming, I know you did. But you turned a blind eye on it and now you pay the price.”

“So, who told you to do it? Was it Peppermint or Cake? I know they both hate me.” He shrugs as if his life wasn’t on the line.

I grind my teeth and press the gun hard on his chest, “Stop acting like it’s no big deal!” I yell “Can’t you take this a bit more earnestly? Even during the fight earlier, you didn’t bother dodging my attacks! Why don’t you take anything seriously with me?”

“That’s a lie and you know it.” He says his face suddenly grim, “Everything with you was serious, even my feelings.”

My grip on the gun loosens and my scowl disappears, the will inside me dies and my chest heaves with grief “They told me to do it.” I admit, feeling glum, “They don’t trust you Marshall…they don’t trust us. Not since that time when you failed to kill the target. That’s why I have to do it; if I don’t then they’ll do it!”

“I know.” He says his hands caressing my cheek, then he pulls me to him and we kiss. I let me free hand run through his locks as I deepen the kiss. This is our last kiss. This is our goodbye; so we put our feelings into the kiss and when we slowly pull away I found myself unable to stop staring into his eyes, “I love you” I whisper

He smiles as his thumb touches my bottom lip, “I know. I love you too.”

I grip the gun and aim it at my boyfriend’s heart, but no matter how hard I try I just couldn’t pull the trigger. I couldn’t kill Marshall Lee.

“They’re watching us.” Marshall says under his breath

“I know.” I mutter

“Then do it.” He says sternly

“I can’t.” I cry as my vision blurs

Marshall reaches to my hand and holds it entwining our fingers together. “You can do it Gumball, I know you can.”

I nod at him

“I’m sorry.” I say then take a deep breath and shoot. Marshall’s hand falls from mine and his once bright eyes goes lifeless. A loud cry escapes my mouth as I can’t contain my emotions anymore. My lips trembles as I reach back and hold his hand again, his warmth is slowly fading and rigor mortis is setting in.

“Marshall” I whimper his name and when he doesn’t respond my heart rips in half. Realizing that a life without Marshall Lee in it was pretty impossible a thought settles in my brain. So I hold the gun to my temple and say,

“Maybe we weren’t meant to be together in this life. Maybe we have a better chance in another…just maybe we are happier in another life. Right, Marshall?”

Then without hesitation I pulled the trigger.

~The End~

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