Forever With Me《Marcelee》

Chapter 40

(MARSHALL'S POV)

"A wound cannot heal unless you leave it alone, but you're opening yours daily. Marshall, let us help you. We are more than willing to."

It's been three weeks, hardly a month.

Bubblegum's words echoed through my head.
I snapped out of my thoughts as Finn, who was walking in front of me, looked at me. "You okay?" He smiled. "Yeah," I replied. He walked and I floated behind him. He lead me to the Candy Kingdom palace where everyone else was. They all looked at me upon my arrival.

I stopped halfway because it's obvious where we're going. I left unknowing Finn to continue walking. "What are we doing here?" I asked bluntly. Finn stopped and turned around.

"Marshall, remember when we talked about rebuilding the palace? We would like your help," Bonnie asked kindly before Finn could say anything.

"And what is it?" I asked.

"If you're okay with it, you could change into a giant bat and demolish the ruins so we could start rebuilding," Gumball answered.

I slowly stepped back as I eyed them. "No... no, why would you make me do that?" I asked, and they all looked at me confusedly.

"We just figured you needed to do something to get your mind off things, or you could pour your heart out and take it on the palace. Just please, don't lock yourself in again," Fionna explained.

"But that's where Marcy... I couldn't. It'll feel... wrong," I was lost for words. "But Marshall, how is that wrong?" Finn asked.

"It's just wrong. I won't do it. Please don't waste your time," with that, I flew away.

This doesn't have anything to do with your delusion that Marcy's still alive, does it, Marshall?

(MARCELINE'S POV)

"Hey Erin!" Ash greeted excitedly as he walked into the house. I had just snuck in from the bedroom window, just in time.

"Hey Ash, what's up?" I replied, trying to hide the pants and nervousness after almost getting caught. "Look what I can do," he stated in a bragging manner as he walked towards me. I also floated towards his direction to meet him and waited for whatever it is he was wanting to show me.

He put his hands in line with his chest and a red rose appeared as if by magic. "Erin, I love! I love!" It started to say in a somewhat squeaky voice and it seemed that Ash was still trying to teach it to complete a sentence.

It was cheesy, but it was really sweet. "Oh Ash," I giggled and kissed his cheek. Dejá vù. A flashback. We were lying on the couch. He had a rose, and I kissed his cheek. But it was gone in a matter or seconds.

I caught myself dumbfounded and I snapped out of it. I smiled at him to hide it but it was obvious to him. "What's wrong?" He immediately asked.

"Uh, just remembered something," I admitted. "What was it?" He asked.

"I don't know. It's not really clear. I only remember bits and pieces which doesn't draw a whole picture," I explained.

He was already behind me and slipped his hands around my waist to hug me. "Was it a happy memory?" He asked against the skin of my neck. "I-I guess so," I answered. His embrace tightened.

He smiled against my skin. "Then I'll do that more often from now on," he whispered. A chuckle escaped my mouth.

He's the sweetest. Am I falling in love with my husband all over again? Well, I know I should. Guilt struck me out of nowhere as the thought of being an amnesic emerged on my mind. I have forgotten everything about the two of us, which I know I shouldn't have.

Ash's sleepiness kicked in and he carried me into the room, bridal style. He softly placed me on the bed, kissed my forehead and plopped himself beside me. Within a matter of minutes his snores echoed throughout the room.

I spent hours just looking blankly at the open window, casting the full moon. It brightly stared back at me, tempting me to go whever its light touched.

I slowly got up, careful not to wake Ash. I wore a black jacket over my tank top and hopped on the sill of the open window and glanced over my shoulder. Ash was sleeping peacefully. He won't wake up randomly in the middle of the night unless something wakes him up, I think.

A sigh escaped my lips as I turned my head back to face the scenery outside the house - inside the house was already bland for my eyes. Ash and I should be doing this together. But he's not helping me. Keeping me cooped up in the house all day for the rest of my life isn't helping. It's nowhere near helping.

I breathed deeply before I threw my weight into the air and let it defy gravity. I felt free. Tonight, no one can see me, and I am free to do whatever the hell I want.

I flew into the woods and directly into my cave. Like I usually do, I brushed my palm across the wall of the cave as I entered, feeling the carved E on the stone.

I quickly grabbed my guitar and left. I wanted to be outside. I rose from the ground and began brushing my fingers across the strings of the guitar.

"What can I do?
Time will unbind our memory glue.
And I'll be as nobody-ish as all of you.
So don't care about a thing now,
Like a trash bag when it's windy out,
Like a butt that has a face,
Dutch-boxing up a palace...

"Yeah girl, it stinks.
Doo-doo-do-doo..."

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AN: I swear I wasn't slacking off. New university, new environment, new people, all against me, a socially awkward potato. It's hard ._. I'm so sorry.

Anyway, I think it's not okay for me to update irregularly. That could be unfair to you and I love you, my dear readers, so much so I was thinking I'd set an 'update schedule' so you'll know when I'd update. I decided I'll update weekly, every saturday. That okay with you?

And to make it up to you, the next chapter/s will make you happy, I think.

Okaaaaay that's all thank you so much mwa :*