Hello, Sugar. Hello, Star. (bubbline)

Lonely

MARCY
It was midday Saturday when I got a call from Bonnie, telling me to come over to meet her friends. She gave me her address, and when I got there I was shocked to see that it was pretty much a mansion.
Bonnie answered the door, and gave me hug. She remained holding on to my arms, just barely stretched away from me as she spoke.
"Marcy! Thank you for coming. This is really embarrassing for me to make you do, but these boys are practically my brothers. It means a lot that you're willing to meet them." I smiled and gave her a kiss on the top of her head.
"Of course, Sugar. If this means anything to you, it means something to me, too. Besides. It sounds fun."
Inside the house, a blond eighteen year old in an orange hoodie was sitting sprawled out on a couch, next to a small boy with a white hat with animal ears, a blue tee and shorts, and a green backpack. The latter sprung up as soon as he saw me enter the room.
"Hey! Are you Marcelline? The vampire?" He asked me eagerly.
"Finn! Be more polite!" Bonnie scolded, blushing. I just laughed.
"Yep, that's me."
"So do you drink blood?"
"I don't believe in violence. I'm a vegetarian vampire, I only drink the color red."
"Wow! That's so cool!"
I decided I liked this kid. He was cool. For the next hour or so, he and his brother played around while Bonnie and I sat and watched. After they left, Bonnie and I went to our cave. I sat cross-legged, and she laid down, her head on my lap. I ran my fingers through her pink hair, playing with it and rearranging it.
"Vegetarian vampire? Where did that come from?" She asked me after a while. I laughed.
"I don't know. It popped into my head, so I ran with it."
"It was genius. You're really good with them."
"Well, they're sweet. And your friends." She was silent for a moment.
"Before you, they were all I had. Even though I loved them like siblings, It was so lonely. But now..." She didn't even have to finish her sentence. We both knew what she meant. Now she had me. I leaned over my lap and kissed her upside down. Her sweet sugary lips. But this time there was no giggle. No smile. This time it was tears flowing down her cheeks. I tipped her face upward, and felt the warm tears as I cupped her cheeks. She was a lonely soul. And so was I. I'd just never aknowledged it until that moment. Her tears turned to sobs and she sat up, so she was sitting on my lap. I held her head against my chest, stroking her hair.
"I know. I know how it feels. But I'm here. You have me. You'll always have me." I comforted her, until I was crying too. She looked up at me, her eyes stairing straight into me, into my emotions.
"I'm in love with you, Marcy." She said to me. I was stricken for a moment before more tears fell down my face. I pulled her into me again.
"And I'm in love with you. So much." My questionable grammer didn't seem to both her. She pulled me into a kiss again. Those sugary lips that loved me.