My Marshmallow (Prince Gumball x Marshall Lee AU)

Chapter 8- Let it All Out

(Gumball's POV)

For the entire week after I told Marshall about Flame hitting me, he wouldn't shut up about it.

"Do you need me to come over with you and kick his ass?" He said. Who would win in a fight between the two of them? Marshall's intimidating but not really that strong. Flame on the other hand is both.

"I'm good." I said smiling at how much he cared.

"Seriously, though, I will."

"I know you will."

"But, really though, why don't you break up with him?" He asked. I looked at him, I didn't want to say my real answer. I didn't want to break up with him because he scares me.

"It only happened once." I lied.

"Gumball, please don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying." I said looking him right in the eyes, that was probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

"Okay." He sighed. I could tell he still didn't want believe me.

"Seriously, Marsh, it's nothing." I said reassuringly.

"I just have a bad feeling about him." He said.

"Don't."

"Just, please, tell me if he ever hits you again."

"Okay, I will." I won't.

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"Are you okay?" Fionna asked. I had spaced out again, something I had been doing a lot recently.

"Yeah." I said.

"You sure?" She asked.

"I swear, I'm fine." I assured her. She sighed, not believing me.

Trust me, I wanted to tell her the truth. But I couldn't. Do you know how hard it is to tell someone your boyfriend is taking advantage you? To tell someone that you have gone back to cutting?

You just can't do it. It's too hard. It's to awkward. It gets you too much pity, too much attention. People treat you differently, sometimes even rudely.

"You're doing it again!" Fionna said.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing, I'm just really tired."

"Gummy, I'm not stupid. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Fi. You're overreacting."

"I know I'm not."

"I know you are."

"Whatever." She said. I could tell she was mad. I could see why though. Me and Fi used to be such good friends, I used to tell her everything. Keep in mind, nothing really happened before Flame came into my life. Now, I won't tell her a thing.

"I'm sorry." I muttered, trying to keep the pain out of my voice. She sighed again and got up to throw away her food. Today Cake was absent and Marshall had lunch detention, so it was just Fionna and I. When she came back she didn't say a word. She just kept staring at me.

"You know," She said finally speaking up, "They say eyes are the window to the soul. All I see in your eyes is hurt. Why is that?"

I didn't say anything.

"Well?" She pestered.

"I'm not hurt. You are obviously not good at reading into people's souls." I said trying to lighten the mood a little at the end.

"Gummy, you haven't been acting like yourself lately, I'm just really concerned about you."

"There's nothing to be concerned about." I said. My hand went to my wrist. I squeezed it making the cuts under my sleeve ache and sting. It was all I could do to calm myself down.

"Is it Flame? Are you guys fighting?" I flinched, involuntarily.

"No. I don't wanna keep talking about this."

"Gumball, please."

"It's none of your business anyway."

"Okay."

"Just leave it. Can't you tell I'm fine?"

"I know, I dropped it."

"Why does everyone think I'm not okay? I'm fine. I'm wonderful."

"Gumb-"

"I would be even greater if everyone would stop bugging me!"

"I'm sorry I-"

"Fionna?"

"Yeah?"

"Help me." Suddenly all the tears I was struggling to hold back came out. I quickly put my head in my arms, I didn't want anyone to see.

"Gumball. After school we need to talk. A real talk. And you're going to tell me everything." She said, the bell ringing right after she said it. I got up and wiped away my tears. I prayed no one would notice. I kept my head down and walked next to Fionna.

"Come over after school." Fionna said, going to her locker. I walked to mine and realized I was going to have to try something daring today.

Lie to Flame.

I pulled out my phone and quickly texted him.

'I'm feeling sick today. I won't be able to make it. I wouldn't want to make you sick or puke on you.'

He texted back almost immidiately.

'k.'

I wanted to jump, he let me off the hook! I put my phone away and quickly headed to class. As I walked down the hall I saw Marshall. I wanted to say something to him but there were too many students blocking my path to him. Instead we just smiled at each other.

God, I really want him back.

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We walked into Fionna's house. It smelled amazing, like always.

"Let's go in the basement." She said. I followed her downstairs and sat on her big comfy couch. She went to the stereo and plugged in her ipod. One of her strange songs came on. She san along and then came to sit next to me.

"Start from the begining." She said. I sighed and started.

I told her everything. I told her about how Flame raped me in his car, about how he hit me, about how I started to cut again, about how badly I wanted Marshall back. It was hard to speak through my tears and I felt like a pussy the whole time I told my story. When I was finished Fionna hugged me and few tears rolled down her cheeks as well.

"I'm going to help you, I promise." She said.

"Okay." I said.

"But first you have to promise me you'll stop cutting. Or at least not as often. I know it's probably hard for you to just stop at once, so maybe just gradually do it less and less and then just stop all together. Can we try that? See if it works?" She said.

"Okay." I sniffled. She hugged me again.

"And remember, I'm here for you. I love you so much. You're the best friend I could ever ask for."

"I love you too, Fionna. Thank you so much." I said wiping my eyes.

The rest of the night we watched TV and ate junk food. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I felt happy.



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