Marshall lee and the half vampire (adventure time fanfic)

Ch 28: Is the cake a lie?

((Once again don't do drugs or what ever. And I had to look up on the google how to do this stuff. So if your an expert, don't tell me I've described it wrong))

Flame prince grabs what looks like a bottle that's only 1/4 full of water and starts to put the foul smelling leaf in the tube part. I watch carefully, slowly, but surely regretting my decision...
" here" he hands me the bottle, I take it and stare at it. Flame prince chuckles and takes the bottle off me again, then lights the tube part and starts breathing in the smoke through the neck of the bottle, I blink at him oblivious.
" you've never been high, have you?" He questions, breathing out the smoke.
" my brother let me have a smoke once. But I felt nothing" I shrug,
" ah, a joint. Fair enough" he nods, putting the bottle down and picking up a few small items and a tin. " can you roll?" He asks, handing me the tin. "I tend to burn the papers" he says awkwardly. I snort a little and take the papers.
No, I've never rolled before. But I'll goddamn try.
It took a few attempts and me throwing the papers at the floor, but I got the hang of it. Flame prince laughs at every fail I make.
" well it's not as if you've rolled before" I shot him a glare, he raises his hands in defence,
"Touché" he nods, putting his hands down. I wrap a little bit of tinfoil around the base so he wouldn't burn my new masterpiece.
" nice one!" He calls, taking the now rolled drug infused stick.
" I kinda use to roll my fathers smokes, so it wasn't too hard I guess"
He lights the smoke with his finger and breathes it in. Then after a few seconds of holding it in he passes it and let's the breath out.
" it's good shit" he nods. I nod in return and take a small puff of the smoke, trying my best to hold it in, but let out a cough. The taste was foul! I couldn't imagine anything worse.
" you'll get there" he pats my back.

" you know, I'd never peg you as a druggie" I nudge him a little.
" yeah?" He looks at me, I nod and pull a red strand of my hair out of my one visible eye.
" did you get pressured?" I ask, passing him back the joint.
" nah, it all started back when mum shut me away from the world" He shrugs and takes a big puff again. " I got out when that Fiona chick announced her love to me" he looks down sadly. "she was great and all. But it was all a little to much. We split and I began smoking. It took away the pain, yah' know" he looks at me, a smile plastered on his face. It's clearly fake.
" did you love her?" I ask, interested in his little story. Guess I wanted to know him a bit better,
" it was a petty love" he takes another puff and passes it again. " I kinda wish it was like you and Marshall" he leans back on my bed.
" Marshall and I aren't-" I started then remember his question this morning
" well what ever you two are, it's cute as shit" he chuckles, urging me to take a puff and pass the joint. I quickly take a puff, not realising how big it was, I hold it in and let it out after a minute or two. " you've got it now" he laughs, I laugh with him. The giggles start to fill my room, until I heard a knock at the door. Flame prince and I stop and stare at each other, we realise how silly we were being and laugh more. I start to get lost in the moment and feel relaxed, More relaxed than I've ever been.
" this feels better than sleep" I slump into a better position, I lay my head in his lap and look up at his cute face.
" your really a hot prince" I start to run my finger along his jaw line. He froze up completely, then I remember he's probably not use to people touching him
" oh gosh" I sit up and turn to him "I'm so freaking sorry" he relaxes
" that felt really nice, chill Franki" he takes another puff.

" Franki?" There was a knock at my bedroom door, flame prince and I look at the door
" I let myself in, I hope you don't mind" the door opens and Marshall walks in. He stares at us, wide eyed.
" are you..." He pauses "smoking?" He looked disgusted.
" it's green Bruh" flame prince stayed at my defence.
" it doesn't matter what it is" Marshall grits his teeth and walks up to me, he held my face and looks in my eyes. "are you baked?" He's really close
" what?" I ask, not understanding the lingo.
" are you high Franki, I can't tell" he's being really honest.
" she's just had a few puffs dude, she's fine" flame prince puts his hand on my shoulder, the sizzle was loud. I laugh at the sound,
"Guess I am baked" I imply that the sizzle was me cooking. Marshall slaps FP's hand away,
"Don't touch her" he growls, not letting me go.
" your coming to mine" he picks me up, getting me on my feet
"What?" I ask, confused a little
" your not doing this" he tries to pull me by my wrists.
" oh, I'm sorry. When did you get permission to make my own decisions?" I felt like I wasn't making sense, and probably wasn't.
"When you decided to get baked with a 15 year old" he pulls me again,
" wait" I pull back " your 15?" I ask FP, He nods, shocked I sit down. "there's so much I don't know about you" I shuffle towards him.
" goddamnit Franki" Marshall tries to pick me up again,
" you get high all the time Marshall" I knock his hand away "why can't I?"
" because who knows what would happen if someone who's not even supposed to exist had drugs" Marshall sighs, I look down,
" I know I'm a mutt. But that doesn't give you an excuse to control me" I mutter. "I'm sorry FP. But you'll have to leave" I felt my buzz leave, he nods politely and gathers his things. " I'll see you around PF" he winks and leaves.
" PF?" I question a little.
" you even have nicknames now?!" Marshall shouts, I stand up and sigh.
" listen Marshall, if we're going to do this. Date I mean. You need to give me freedom. I get your protective and shit. But I'm not leaving" I face him and grab his hand "no one can pull me away from my bad little boy" I squeeze his hand reassuringly. He rests his head on my shoulder,
" I'm so scared Franki" he mutters, his voice shaking.
" of what?" I pulled his face up to look at me, his eyes full of tears ready to fall,
" I can't loose you. By death, or creature" he made himself clear. I remember what Goldie told me and sigh, avoiding eye contact with him
" you'll be in my life forever. But I'll only be in yours for a second" I look away from him
" what are you talking about?" He asks,
" you live for eternity. I don't" I look up, into his gorgeous eyes. He clicked on to what I was saying, but he couldn't form words, his mouth moved slightly but nothing came out.
" is this why you're hesitating with your decision?" He asks after a long moment of silence, a worried expression crawled across his face. I bite my lip and nod.
" I want you to be happy, and if I can do that, then that makes me happy, for eternity" he raises his hand to my face and runs his thumb across my cheek, I'm unsure what to say. Do I say yes to him? Or no?
I could have a Marshall for the rest of my life, or I could explore more of this fucked up world without having him on my case.
Why can't I decide?! Ugh!

((What Amy's not dead?!?! Gasp!! Yeah, I know it's been a while. But I'm back and ready to write bitches!!))