Gumlee (Marshall Lee × Prince Gumball)

Chapter 17

There's a knock on the door Ms.Peppermint walks in my room," you have a guest, Marshall I believe."

I sigh.

"Is something the matter sir?" She questions.

"I don't know, how do I talk to him?" I questioned.

"Relationship troubles?"

"Yep."

"Well that is normal for your age, so I say do whatever feels right in the moment. If your scared to do something and don't do it so why regret not doing it," she shrugged her shoulders.

I ignore it though and took over screaming into a pillow. "Let him in." I yell.

"Right away sir," she quickly goes down and I here the door open and conversation happening.

I quickly drag myself up and walk to my restroom, quickly splashing water on my face and fixing my shirt.

"Gumball?" I here Marshall's voice.

I pop my head out, "Yea?"

"Gumball..." He walks over to me and hugs me. I don't why but I didn't want his hugs right now. "Now, tell me the truth. Are you okay?"

"Yea, I guess," I shrug my shoulders.

"What's wrong?" He asks almost as if begging for an answer.

I throw myself on my bed, "everything."

"Tell me more he says," laying on the bed next to me.

"I just... I want people too... Just ugh!" I scream.

"What do you want?"

"I want to re do my whole life."

"Well maybe you still can, you just need a new beginning."

"How do I do that?"

"I don't know, you haven't told me what your so frustrated about."

I sigh, "Monochromicorn." I feel tears already going down my face.

"What about him?"

"I just... I want to be a friend of his... For cake. She doesn't understand that the tension between me and Mono is well... Awkward..."

"Did you date Mono?" Marshall questions.

"No." That's all I say and all I'm sticking with.

"What happened?"

"I don't even know," I just to erase that part of me.

"But I like all of you," he smiles at me.

I freak out yelling and wildly moving around the bed," You wouldn't like this part of me! How can someone like this part of me if I don't like it!? I'm ashamed of it Marshall, and it just won't go away!"

"I might have an idea, but only if what you did is super terrible."

"It is."

"Illegal terrible?"

I don't answer the question and snap at him, "just what's the idea kid."

"I heard that if you write down your problems on a sheet of paper and then burn it you'll feel better in yourself," he suggests.

I stare at him like he's a mad man. I pause for a long time. I start yell, "THATS THE DUMBEST SHIT I'VE EVER HEARD! WHY DID YOU EVEN COME HER MARSHALL, I DIDN'T ASK YOU HERE! I JUST I'M SICK OF EVERYTHING AND THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO OR ANYBODY CAN DO FOR IT! I JUST WHY DO YOU KEEP...! I JUST... I JUST... I HATE YOU!" I start jumping up and down and flailing about.

"Bubba...?" He reaches for my face.

Can't he hear me!? I slap his hand away. He looks like he's about to cry. Good. We can be crying messes together. "No! " I say in a harsh tone.

"Gummy?" He looks at me more hurt than ever trying to get closer to me.

I push him back into a wall, probably hurting him as he stumbled up. "NO!" I scream, "GET OUT! I NEED TO WORK ANYWAYS!"

He slowly looks at me, full of hurt. He has tears down his face and runs out.

I don't know. I don't know why or what I just did. Yet I grow myself on the floor as tears fall down my face and I become numb and emotionless.

I should get back to work.

On you know finishing my perfect science experiment. But I can't. Not when I feel like this. Not when I can't even feel.

I'm sorry Marshall.

You would have been hurt more by my secret anyhow.

I'm sorry, I still love you, but there's some business that I must attend to.

I text Monochromicorn.

Gumball: I need you over at my house in 5.

Mono: make that 2.

I set it down and wait until there's a tap on the window. It's Mono. He used the window because my maids hate him. He then tapped the window: "you ready?"

"More ready than ever."

He tapped again: "then let's go get those old experiment."

I nod. "Bring sure to bring X."

The tap is faster then ever: "like I would ever forget. Time to make the world suffer." He jumps off the balcony and I follow, remembering doing this before.

This is it.

This the end.

((A/n: 😘))