Marshall lee x reader

Who am I

(Y/n)'s P.O.V:

I woke up in a forest. No trees, no buildings, no people, just grass as far as the eye could see. Well if you could see anyway, it's dark. I stood up and started walking straight. As I was walking I could hear footsteps behind me. I turned around and there was no one there. "Hello...anyyone there??" It's just your mind playing tricks on you. I thought to myself. I started walking again and I could hear the footsteps coming closer. I kept turning around but saw nothing. I picked up my pace walking a little faster. The footsteps kept coming closer and closer. I started running and so were the footsteps. While running I could see a house in the distance. I ran faster hoping that I'll get some help from someone or probably die trying. "You can't run away from me much longer." A voice said behind me. I stopped running and turned around. I could see a figure standing behind a tree that just came out of nowhere. "Who are you and what do you want???" I asked hoping not to get an answer. "You know very well who I am. Do you think it's a good idea lying to your so called friends, or are you just gonna use them like you used me." The voice said getting closer to me. "I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know you" I replied backing away from the thing.

"How can you not know yourself." It said. I could now see it's face. It was..it was..me. Or was it? "How's this possible? You're..me" I replied shocked. "Am I really you or are you me. I used to control this body, well that was until your mother died and you forgot about me. We were bestfriends, we could have ruled the world together, and with my help your family would still love you. Your mum would still be alive you know. You'd still be at home living a normal life, not this creepy one you live." Other me said. "What are you talking about. How can I be friends with myself and what do you or I have to do with my mother's death?!?" "I see you don't remember. Mum must have put a spell on you, but don't worry I'll make you remember." She said as she placed her palm on my head. I..I could see everything. I saw mum and dad. I saw my old school. I saw baby me. I could see memories I didn't know existed.

~Flashback~

I was in the dinning room and I could see mum, dad, and 3 year old me. "Why didn't you tell me you're a witch!!" Dad yelled at mum. "If I did would you have married me, would you have raised a family with me and most important would you have loved me?!?" Mum asked dad. Dad just stood there looking at her. Little baby me was sitting on the carpet watching them yell. I started crying. My mum picked me up and said "Ssh..I'm sorry you saw that, don't worry you won't remember it." Than said some enchantment which made me more forget. After that it went dark.

I was now in the kitchen. This must be another memory. I was 9 years old in this memory. Mum was making lunch while 9 year old me was writing stuff down. Since little me couldn't see me I got closer to see what I was writing. It looked like I was writing hieroglyphics (symbols). Somehow I could read them. It was a spell. I could replicate things. 9 year old pointed at fridge and said "Wingardium leviosa." And somehow there was another fridge. Mum dropped the knife and ran to little me. She looked at was I was writing than the fridges. "Oh my...you're getting worse." She said while looking at me. Everything went black again and I was now back at the forest with me.

"So I made you?" I asked. She just nodded. "And mum was a witch so I'm also a witch.??" I asked. "Well you're a half witch. To become a full witch, you have to defeat another witch." She replied. "How come you know so much and I don't??" I asked again. "That's cause mum erased your memory not mine. She didn't know you made me." She responded. "You kept me a secret knowing that if she found out, she'd take me away from you." She carried on. "But why would she keep this a secret from me??" I asked my voice getting higher. "She was just trying to protect you. Make you feel normal." She replied. "By keeping secrets from me, I thought I was her daughter. We told each other everything. Guess I was wrong." I said looking at the grass below me. "Hey! Don't give me that bullshit. Your mum protected you cause she cared. Can you imagine just being a replica of someone. Not having your own family to look after you. Not having people you can trust or any friends at all. At least you've got Fiona, Marshall and everyone else! Stop dwelling on the past and enjoy your life. Don't forget your heritage though." She said as she started disappearing. She was now gone and I was alone again. Great, now how was I supposed to get out of here now.

I walked to the little cottage and knocked on the door. "Hello.." No answer. I walked around and saw my dad facing the tv not noticing me, since his back was facing me. "Dad..??" I said as I touched his shoulder. He turned around and his eyes were black, he had scratches on his arms and was holding an axe. "Don't call me that you witch!" He yelled. "I will kill you the same way I killed your mother." He whispered. He swung the axe but I dodged it. I started running but tripped over the carpet. "I got you now." He said. As soon as his axe hit my chest I woke up screaming.

Someone touched me and I screamed and punched their nose. I only then realised it was Gumball. "Oh glob, sorry Gumball, I didn't know it was you." I said as I looked at his now bleeding nose. "Don't worry about me, you should really worry about yourself. You've been asleep for 30 days now. Everybody 's worried about you. Especially Marshall. Mind telling me what happened at LSP's party." He responded while writing stuff on his clipboard. "Nothing happened... I was just drunk. I'm fine now."  I lied. I can't let him know what really happened. He stopped writing, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, and looking at me in the eyes. "Why are you lying to me. Is there something you're keeping from me. You know you can tell me anything right." He said obviously not believing my lie. "Look thanks for taking me and everything but I said I'm fine. Can I go now??" I said trying to stop the conversation. "(Y/n), you blacked out at a party, been in a coma for thirty days and woke up screaming. I'm pretty sure there's nothing 'fine' about that." He said standing up and getting his clipboard. "I said I'm fine!! May I please go home now and I'm not asking!!" I yelled at Gumball. I mean I owe the guy my life for helping me but I can't tell him I'm a witch. "*Sigh*. Okay...fine. You can go home. But (y/n), you should know I really care about you and if anything were to happen to you... I'd never forgive myself." He responded while leaving the room. I got up, got my stuff and left. Hopefully Fiona and Cake won't question me.

(A/n):
Woah. Quite the adventure you got there. Anyone, I'm putting this story on hold for 3 weeks :(. I know it's a long time, I hate myself too ._.
Don't forget to vote :-) If one more person tries to correct me on the HR reference saying it's not to duplicate things, my niggas I know!