Thinking of You (Bubbline)

One

Marceline say by her window with her bass guitar. She was in her regular business of writing a new song. She had been like this for about a year. She hasn't been able to write since she last saw HER. She never thought she was in so deep until the night the bubbly pink girl looked at her seriously and said some words she would never forget.

"Responsibility demands sacrifice." Marceline muttered to herself. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut to stop the flow of tears that threatened to come. She sighed and kept strumming at the guitar with her eyes closed until a familiar set of headlights shone against her, stinging slightly. She opened her eyes and saw the blonde man that she was forced to be with by her father. In all honest, she hated him. He was violent and aggressive but her father wouldn't even hear her pleas. She stood rapidly and hid Hambo under her bed, knowing that he would use anything in reach that was special to her to get what he wanted. She went downstairs to open the door and when she did, she plastered the same fake smile on her face. He smirked at her, then proceeded to walk inside and plop himself onto the couch.

"Hey babe, go get me something to drink." Marceline was quick to bring him a cherry coke. He touched it one and hisses, throwing it close to her head. "Are you fucking stupid?!" She swallowed hard and looked at him, fear in her eyes. "It's fucking 50 degrees outside! Do you want me to fucken freeze?!"

"I-I'm sorry Ash...." She quickly apologized and ran back to the kitchen to get him something warm. She came back rapidly and handed him the drink.

"Good girl." He stroked her cheek and motioned her to sit down. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She shifted slightly which earned her a glare from him. She winced when he dug his nails into her hips. He leaned to her ear. "I'm still feeling pretty cold babe." He climbed ontop of her. "Why don't we put your pretty little mouth to good use?" She gulped again as he climbed up her body, his hands roaming freely. He undid his zipper and lowered his pants until he was exposed. The memory of Bonnie sprung into her mind and in that instant she knew she couldn't do it. She began to struggle against him, which earned her a heavy slap across the face, causing her to become unconscious.