Be My Forever (a gumlee fanfiction)

Chapter 20: drunken state

WARNING: alcohol and drug abuse involved.
A/N: k so Wendell stands for Wendy, the ghost Marcy was friends with. Georgia stands for gorgey, and I just kept Booboo the same. The ghosts genders are switched ;) }
Marshal lee's POV
Ugh, paparazzi. I thought when I walked out of the school to see flashing lights of cameras. I covers my face with my hood and kept my head down as I walked through them to my motor bike. I didn't need my umbrella, the hood of my jacket covered my head enough and my biking gloves covers my  hands. "Marshal! Marshal lee! Over here! Marshal lee! " the stupid camera creeps kept yelling my name and snapping pictures as I got on my motor cycle and put on my helmet over my hood and backed out of the parking spot, and rode away from the paparazzi.
     As I rode, I saw gumball walking alone down the street, his book bag swinging on his shoulder. I couldn't help but stare at his ass as he walked- ...oops, got carried away. But I can't help it, that bubble butt is fine.
I rode up beside him and slowed down to his walking pace. "Hey, gummy bear!" I yelled over my motorcycle. "You need a ride?" He kept his head down and shook his head, and walked faster from me. I stopped my bike and walked after him. "You sure?!" I called out to him. "No need, marshal lee. Go home.  "  he said that sternly. "Hey, gumball, are you okay?" I reached my hand out and touched him, and he cringed under my touch. What?  "Go home marshal lee." Gumball said again, and quickly walked away from me. I stopped following him. What....is his deal? I thought as I got back over to my bike. I got on and started driving towards my house. I know he doesn't know. So what's he's deal? I decided to not let it bother me much.
When I got home, I parked my motorcycle and went inside. I saw my white cat sleeping on my red super uncomfortable couch. I flew through my house taking off my gloves and jacket, going into the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl of strawberries from the fridge and went upstairs to my bedroom and plopped myself on the bed, sucking the red from the Berries. I stayed like that for about an hour, just sucking the life out of the strawberries and humming some tunes.
Until I herd rocks pound against my window.
"What the hell?" I said as I got up to look outside of my window, to see the view of my dark cave. When I looked down, I saw some very old friends of mine.
Glob dammit.
I flew downstairs and out to my cave where they were to confront them.
"Wendell. Georgia. Booboo. What do you three want?" I still was mad at them for almost killing Fiona and cake all that while ago.  "Marshal! Wasssuuup" Wendell said with a smile. "Your not still mad about what happened with your human and cat friends, right? I hope not, we're sorry marsh. " Wendell apologized. Yeah, whatever." I said, "what are you guys doing here?" "We came to invite you to a sweeeet party." Georgia said. "Yeah, it's gonna be killer. We haven't spent time with you in forever! Come out with us!" Booboo asked excitedly. "Sorry guys, your party's are always bad news." I said. "It used to be our parties!" Wendell protested. "Come on marshal, what happened to the big, bad, evil vampire King!" Wendell asked. "I still am the vampire King, but I can't let things get in the way of my career and..." I trailed off. "Come on Marsh, it's just one party. It's not like we're going to drug deal or something like that." Georgia said.
     I started to consider everything they were saying. I knew what happened at there parties. Drinking. Drugs. Lots of drinking. Lots of random drunk or high people. Kids getting laid. Ya know, bad parties. Bad, yeah, but our parties had always been fun. The only thing that was really holding me back was the paparazzi showing up, or gumball seeing me. But there's no way either of those things could happen.
"Alright, sure. " I found myself saying. "Why not. " "sweet!" Wendell said happily. "We'll come pick you up at 9:30 tonight. See you then!" And with that, they left.
What have I gotten myself into. I thought.
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"9:26". I said to myself. I was ready. Black plain V- Neck T-shirt, black skinny jeans, black shoes. My hair was perfectly styled. I smelled nice. I had my electric ax guitar strapped around me. I was dressed just like I always did back when I hosted these parties. I was waiting for them to show up.
At 9:30 on the dot, I heard a knock at the door. I opened it up to see Wendell, Georgia, and Booboo floating there with smiles on there faces. "Let's go marshal!!" Georgia yelled excitedly. I smiled, and walked out of the house with them.
We ended up in the middle of the woods with a bunch of random people around a big bound fire, and I think we were near the candy kingdom. People were yelling and laughing and dancing to the music blasting out of the stereo. There was A big cooler with bottles of beer inside with ice. All these people looked like they were from the nightosphere, but I didn't think about that. Looking at all the craziness and chaos, I smiled, my demon eyes glowing. "There's marshal!" I heard Wendell say. "I was afraid we lost you. Now, are you ready to have some fun?! " I looked at him, and smiled devilishly. "Hell yeah." I said.
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Things became blurry after awhile. I had a few smokes of something from Booboo, and I had.... I don't know, A LOT of alcohol. I was a mixture of high and drunk, and glob, I loved it. No, missed it. I used to smoke, what, 200 years ago was it? I quit, but Booboo swayed me into trying whatever it was she had. I don't know I guess it was my drunken state, but I liked it. I was very drunk now, and a little high, and was dancing with some random girls and guys by the fire. We were all body to body, dancing to the music with stupid smiles on our faces, probably grinding against people we didn't even know, totally forgetting about anything and everything. And. I. Loved. It.

Gumball's POV
"Finished. " I said, whipping my forehead. I had just gotten done with my homework and paperwork I had to fill out, and a meeting with the breakfast Prince, who was hot but snotty and frankly I really didn't like him. I stretched. I was tired, but I couldn't stop thinking about the things I heard in the bathroom. It was bothering me so much of some reason. "Maybe I should take a walk to clear my head." I said to myself. I changed into a pink sweatshirt and black sweat pants and shoes, and sneaked passed peppermint maid and the banana guards, and headed outside in the woods. I needed to clear my head. One of the best ways I did that was getting some fresh air out in the woods. The Stars were out, shimmering and shining brightly, along with the full moon. I wasn't scared, being out in the woods alone at night. I don't know why, I just wasn't. In fact, it all felt peaceful to me, not frightening at all.
After walking for awhile, I started to hear music and people. As I continued walking, I saw people around a big fire, dancing very close to each other to music with beer bottles in there hands. I saw bottles and other things all over the ground. I was confused and completely grossed out of what I saw.
Then I saw marshal.
We was holding a beer bottle with a stupid smile on his face, dancing very close to a bunch of girls and boys. A ghost thing have him this thing wrapped in paper, and he breathed it in and smiled, his eyes glowing red.
I was infuriated.
He looked over at me, and instead of frowning or something, he smiled even more. He stumbled over to Me, clearly intoxicated. "Guuummbaall!!! I didn't know you were here!" He giggled. "Come on, come join the party, it's wiilldd!" He grabbed my wrist, but I yanked it away. "No, marshal! This is dangerous! Your way to drunk, and what the fudge are you even doing here?!" I yelled. He frowned. "Jeez, sorry mom. Lighten up, Princy boy, this is how you have fun." Marshal said with an angry tone. I didn't know why or how marshal got here, but I could figure that later. I had to get marshal out of here. "Marshal-" "shut up. " he grabbed my arm and forcefully kissed me. It wasn't a real kiss, it was a sloppy, gross, drunken kiss. I could taste the beer and whatever he was smoking on his breath. I pushed him off me. "Marshal, no!" I yelled. "The hell, gumball?! I'm your boyfriend I can kiss you! Why are you being so lame!" "Mar-" your always so lame! You don't even like this party! This party is epic! And you want to take me away!" Marshal yelled, clearly angry. "Marshal... Please-" "why am I even dating you, your just ruining my ego." That crushed me. " you are sexy though." I was mad and crushed, but even so, I couldn't let him stay here. I grabbed marshal and forcefully dragged him from the party. "Let me go!" He yelled, but I held on, and dragged him straight to my castle. It wasn't hard, he was so drunk he had no strength.
I took him into the guest room and threw him on the bed. I grabbed a trash can incase he had to puke, and as soon as I set it down, he did, all over the trash can and on his shirt. "Ugh... Marshal." I pulled off his shirt and whipped his mouth with a napkin, and laid him down on the bed. "Goodnight marshal." I said. "Sleep with me. " "no. Go to sleep. " "ugh."
I left the room, tears stinging my eyes.
He's horrible.
I sat in my room and cried.
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That chapter killed me. Marshal you dick face. My poor gumball. So I wrote this out of boredom, hope you liked it.