Where Have You Been All My Life

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I jumped back, surprised to see Bonnibel, Prince Gumball, Fiona and Cake standing in the doorway. Their jaws practically touching the floor as they stared at the two of us wide eyed. I was stunned, I didn't know what to say, or how to explain what they saw.

Or thought they saw.

"Hey guys," I chuckled nervously, "fancy seeing all of you here... at once."

Silence.

Gumball stared at me, daggers shooting from his eyes and I squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze. Why was he so... upset? I didn't steal his girlfriend, I should be shooting daggers at him. Fiona and Cake awkwardly exchanged glances and left.

"It's okay," Cake whispered to her before they left.

Why was Fiona so upset? What the hell!

I turned to Marshall, his cheeks were flushed and he stared at his fingers.

Lastly, I turned to Bonnibel. Her eyes were pooled with tears as she bit her trembling bottom lip. I felt bad, I wanted to kiss her sadness goodbye. Trace her curves and play with her hair, like we use to.

"Why?" She whispered, turning away from my gaze, "why Marcy?"

- Princess Bubblegum's POV -

"Why?" I questioned my voice soft and filled with hurt, I turned away from her. I hated the stare she was giving me. "Why Marcy?"

"Bonnibel," she whispered and I could feel her presence beside me. I didn't dare turn to face her. "I'm... well, I don't know. I don't know if I should apologize."

"What?" I spat turning to face her abruptly, our heads almost hitting. "What do you mean 'I don't know if I should apologize'. You should!" I shouted and shoved her.

She hissed and then sighed. "I'm just-"

"Just what? Cheating!"

"Didn't you do the same?! Defending Gumball," she growled eyeing the pink haired man who was staring at Marshall, lust and desire in his eyes.

I scoffed, "I was defending who was right."

"Me! I'm always right, even if I'm wrong," she shook her head, "I was you girlfriend you were supposed to take my side."

"But-"

"No buts!" She shouted and shoved me back like I didn't her earlier. "I don't want to hear anything from you, unless it's goodbye."

I swallowed hard and bit my lip. I didn't want to cry in front of her again, I was stronger than that. But her words, they hurt.

Badly.

I shuffled towards her and whispered, "Marcy, I'm s-"

"Save it," she growled and moved out of my arms reach. "Don't you dare touch me." She spat, a look of disgust and hatred taking over her features.

I've never seen her so angry, but it was obvious, she didn't want me anymore. I was nothing to her. I sobbed loudly and wiped the tears away, but more and more fell. I couldn't stop crying.

I dropped to the ground and placed my hands over my face, "I'm sorry," I managed to choke out through rivers of salty tears.

"I'm s-sorry," I hiccupped and looked up at her. Her face was blank, showing no emotion. She didn't care. I swallowed the lump in my throat and crawled to a corner of the room, too engrossed in my own thoughts to notice Gumball rub my shoulder, attempting to comfort me.

"I'm here for you," he whispered.