Sweet Prince

Chapter III

**Gumball's POV**

'What am I doing here? I don't owe him anything..'

Marshall finally appeared at the door, the prince was taken aback but how awful he looked. Marshall's eyes instantly widened.

"Bubba..?"

"Hey, Marshall.. Can I-... Can I talk to you?" The prince hesitated.

"Um, sure. C'mon in.." Marshall moved to allow the prince through the door, shutting it behind him.

"I'm sure you know what this is about.." The prince said, his hands felt clammy and his throat was dry.

"Marshall.. It's not that I.. Don't feel the same.. It's just.. We could never be together, I'm a prince and my people would never allow for me to be with a man. No matter how much that man made me happy. Plus we're just.. So, different.." The prince immediately felt awful, Marshall's face was contorted into some kind of pain and sadness.

"So that's it then?" The vampire choked out, tears started to run down his cheeks.

"Marshall, I'm very sorr-..."

"No, you aren't! You just don't understand, Bubba! I was foolish for thinking I could tell you how I feel."

"It's not like that, Marshall.." Gumball put a hand on Marshall's shoulder to comfort him, only for Marshall to jerk away.

"Get out..."

"Wha-..?"

"I SAID LEAVE!" The vampire snapped, pointing toward the door, tears still running down his face. "You don't love me... You never have and never will... I'm sorry for causing this and wasting your precious time."

Gumball stood there for a moment before bowing his head.

"Have a good day Marshall.." The prince walked out and went back to his kingdom of candy.