A Fiolee Fairytale

Chapter 9: No Such Thing

*Author's Note*

Thank you all for your kind comments- and patience. And of course, votes. Seriously guys- thank you for loving this story so much!!!

*Fionna's POV*

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I stared at him for a second, before walking away in shock, tears running down my cheeks uncontrollably. Oh, hi Cake and Gumball.

"What happened?" Cake asked me, concerned.

"I... I finally understand what he meant in the tower, so I guess-" I hiccuped, before continuing as coherently as I could. "-I guess he was wrong."

She hugged me, even though she had no idea what I was talking about. "Oh, honey... you don't need him. You have us."

This just made me cry harder. "I-I know life's not a fairytale, b-but it's all so much better in there. I love him, and he loves me back, and there's a h-happily ever a-after and then no more pr-problems."

"There's no such thing as a happily ever after." Gumball said softly. "Even in the fairytales. Happily ever after is just when you can't see what's happening anymore."

I nodded softly, still crying.

"Let's go home." Cake said.

I know it's stupid, and I know it's silly, but I spent two days just in the treehouse. Cake was worried, but she tried not to show it. I know, I know, it's really, really stupid, especially since I put Marshall through watching me crush over Gumball, but I felt like all the air had been sucked out of my lungs when I saw him like that, and I felt like a crushed up soda can.

Ice Queen- why did you do this to me? What did I ever do to you that was bad enough for this? At least when it was in the fairytales, I could look forward to it not happening in real life. However, since Ice Queen didn't stop for teenage angst, Cake still went out to fight her. While she was gone, I sat up, and muttered to myself, "Enough is enough. So what if he stole your first kiss and it was wonderful? So what if he completely turned the tables on you? You're Fionna the Adventuress, and you can't just stay in here your entire life."

I really, really couldn't. Then I noticed the rose on my dresser. Half white, half red. What...? Oh no. I don't want to see him right now. I picked up the rose and examined it, and then he said, "I cried too when I realized I loved you, because I thought you and Gumball..."

"How long have you been there?" I asked softly, turning to see him leaning on the wall in the corner.

"A few minutes."

"Does this rose mean anything, or are you just trying to make me feel better?"

"I... Fi... I just... I'm sorry. She means nothing to me."

I held the rose closer. "Who is she?"

"Ashley... she's an ex... she started it."

"You didn't seem to have fought her off much when you answered the door. Look... just don't lie to me about it. We're not even dating, so... why does it hurt so much?"

"Because that's love, and that's life." He sighed. "Fi... I don't want to hurt you. I swear."

I backed up, and hit the dresser. I'm sure what he just said was meant to be sweet, but it just sounded like he was going to kidnap me.

 He grinned evilly, as though he had read my mind. "Well, I am the villain of this fairytale."

"Wh-what...?" I stuttered.

He was next to me in a second, pinning my arms to my sides. "I'm tired of waiting for you to see me the way I want you to, to love me back. And I am not going to let Ashley get in the way of that."

"Marshall, why are you acting like this?" I whispered.

 "Because in there, I was the hero, the handsome prince. In real life, I'm the villain, and I always will be. Okay, yes, I admit that I called Ashley over. I-I thought she could help dull the pain, because I thought you still had a crush on Gumwad. But every kiss, every touch, she just made it more painful, because she's not you. Not even close. So- we can do this the easy way, or the hard way, but either way, you're coming with me."

...Liar... He'd never do anything like that, especially to me... right?