Chapter 2: Remembering

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Marshal Lee's POV

Ive been with Gumball for nearly a month now. I can't tell whether i want to stay or go, i love spending time with him, but i need to go home. He assures me that he sent someone to feed Shwabelle but I'm still worried about her, and quite frankly, I'm am absolutely SICK of pink. So today, no matter what he says, i am going home. I walk over to his desk, where he his working and float behind him.

"Hey Gumwad, I'm gonna go home, see ya." And before he has a chance to protest, i grab and umbrella and fly out the window, rushing home. It takes a couple of minutes, but i finally reach my cave and burst through the door, earning a startled yelp from Shwabelle. I smile, discarding the umbrella, and float over to her, and pick her up. She meows, and rubs her head against mine, purring happily. "Oh Shwabelle baby, I'm so sorry i was gone for so long, that awful Gumball kept me from you." i coo, and she gives a grunt, and glares at me. "What? Its not like i could all up and leave, he had me like a prisoner..." i look to the side, "Sure, i loved the attention and all for once, and the food was great. But i did want to come back."

"Murrow." She meows, and bats at me with her paw, the deep purring rumbling in her chest once more. I set her on my shoulders, and she wraps herself around the back of my neck, tail curling beneath my chin. I float over to my couch, and sit down, trying to get comfortable of its hard surface.

"Do you think he was just being nice to me out of pity? I mean it was fun messing with him but..." I mumble, feeling my shoulders sag and my head droop. "What if this was just a one time thing, and things just go back to the way things were." Shwabelle's head rubs agains my jaw and i sigh. "I mean, i actually liked spending time with someone, and i really don't want to be alone anymore, or ever again for that matter." My brows draw together in a frown and i look down at my lap. "Oh damn, your probably hungry right?" i say, looking to the side, and get up, walking to the kitchen, and getting some dead rats and mice from the fridge. "Huh, surprised these haven't gone bad." I mumble and pull them out, grabbing a small plate, and set them on it, placing both on the counter top. Shwabelle jumps down and happily begins to eat.

Sitting down with my Bass, i begin to strum a few strings... Thinking of a song to play, i begin playing out the tabs. I hum the intro, as the Bass's low tones begin to echo throughout the house.

"In the dark there's a light that's calling everyone out. If you could see beyond the walls that you have built. I know it's hard to escape the past and start it again. Those memories of all the future hearts you killed

I don't wanna be the one that's left behind. Don't blame me, don't hate me. I don't wanna be the one that's left behind. I won't fade away.

Be forgotten or just cast away. This life is mine to live. I won't fade away. I am lost inside this endless haze of life. But this life is mine to live

Waking up just to catch yourself dreaming again. But you won't think outside the lines that hold you in. You say it's easier just to hide yourself away. To shut the windows, lock the doors and disappear

I don't wanna be the one that's left behind. Don't blame me, don't hate me. I don't wanna be the one that's left behind.

I won't fade away. Be forgotten or just cast away. This life is mine to live (this life is mine to live). I won't fade away. I am lost inside this endless haze of life. But this life is mine to live

We got scars on our future hearts. But we never looked back. No, we never looked back

We got scars on our future hearts. But we never looked back. No, we never looked back

We got scars on our future hearts. But we never looked back. No, we never looked back

We got scars on our future hearts. But we never looked back. No, we never looked back

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