Sweet Tooth

Chapter Ten

Gumball's Pov:

Marshall and Marceline were in the garden catching up. And Bubblegum and I were on the porch in the back of the castle were there was a seat swing. We sat on it, rocking back and forth gently. It was nice sitting here spending time with my sister. I haven't seen her in so long. But this feeling wouldn't last. I wished we could sit here, carefree, forever. But nothing lasts forever. She knew I had a reason to call her down here. And if it weren't important she wouldn't be here.

"Gumball, what's wrong?" She asked.

Her voice calm, soothing. It made me feel like it was okay. But it reminded me of our mother. She looked so much like her. It hurt to think about her. It hurt to think of all of my past. My parents and my sister. But if it weren't for all that I wouldn't be here. If it weren'tfor me being gay none of this would've happened. Everything that has happened in my life so far was because of that one disgusting secret. I wouldn't be with Marshall. I wouldn't have the friends I do. I wouldn't have met Fiona, and maybe she wouldn't have died..

I looked up at Bonnie. I didn't want to tell her everything that was on my mind. I had to though. I didn't want this to be a pointless visit. I had to tell her about Fiona. I had to tell her about everyhting that was hurting me. And I wanted her help. I also had to ask her a very important question. 

"A lot of things." I answered.

"Start from the beginning. What's the first thing that happened?" She asked, curiosity burning through her eyes.

"Well... A couple of days ago, my best friend, Fiona, you remember her in my letters, don't you?" I asked.

She nodded. I wrote occasional letters to her. I wrote about everything that happened to me. But that stopped about three years ago when our parents found out. They started monitoring the mail. But before then I wrote about everything. I used her as a dairy. She knew about everything. And she did the same to me. She sent me letters every week. That was the only way we were still part of each other's lives.

"She died a couple days ago." I said, holding back the tears.

I couldn't cry now. Not here. I hated crying in front of people, but sometimes I couldn't help it. I could hold it back. I needed to get over it. Forget it, and move on. Although it was hard, I know it's the only way.

"Oh my god, that's terrible." She said.

She threw her thin arms around me and squeezed me. I wanted to cry but that would do nothing but make me feel worse. Crying won't bring Fi back. "It's okay." I said. "I'm just glad she's not suffering anymore."

"You're strong Gummy." She smiled.

She poked my nose and I giggled. She hugged me tighter and laughed. And then I told her everything. I let it all out. Everything I had been holding back, I told her. She became my diary again. We talked from sad things to happy things to all the mushy stuff in between. I told her about Marshall, and everything that I thought about when I thought of him. I had been holding things in for so so long, and It felt so good to let it all out and let go of all my secrets. But the best part was, it was my sister. I missed her so incredibly much. And finally I had her back. 

Marshall's Pov:

After what seemed to be the shortest eight hours of my life, Marceline and Bubblegum had to leave. I was extremely sad to have my sister leave, but Gumball said something weird. He said it wouldn't be forever. I didn't quite understand what he meant by that. But he just said time will reveal. He has been acting weird since he had a talk with his sister. I was curious what they were talking about. I wanted to know what she said to him that made him act like this. He was oddly happy to see his sister go. He didn't act like he would miss her. It was weird. Maybe they didn't get along when they had their talk. I don't know but Gumball was acting weird.