Marshall lee x reader lemon

Chapter 11 -Ashes to Ashes-

So I made this is an stitching app? I've been doing this type of thing to help train my eyes but honestly it's starting to really work but it's only doing so much.

It has been four long days since Ashley had taken me hostage, she has hardly fed me and I've only had a total of two glasses of water, this witch is literally giving me just enough to live.

Marshall where are you, my mind cries as I see the blood bruises around my wrists and ankles getting worse, these chains are becoming so heavy, why is she doing this to me?

I black out a lot lately and I feel my body giving up, I keep having this dream of a cat? A cat named Tom? It seems so familiar but so unreal at the same time. He keeps meowing as though I'm falling away from him, I feel like I'm still trying to get back to this strange cat.  I haven't seen Ashley in days... where is that wentch?!

"Wake up! (Y/n) please wake up!" I hear someone shouting, I feel myself being shaken awake and as my eyes slowly start to open painfully, Marshall?
"Marshall?..." my voice is soft and nearly inaudible but his eyes widen and it's as though he wasn't sure I was still alive, I really wanted to stay awake but my body just gave up and I blacked out again.

-several hours later-

I slowly wake up to a very sharp and painful light,  I move my arms and I feel bandages around my wrists, my mind starts to race.
"She's awake!" Shouts cake, I look to the shouting cat, then to the door where Fiona, Marshall, Gumball and even peppermint maid, Marshall runs to my side and starts to kiss my hand then forehead.

"Where's tom?" Are the first words that leave my mouth, earning many confusing looks my way.
"Who's tom?" Asks Marshall looking jealous, I pull my face into one of confusion then rub my temples,
"My baby? Toms my baby? My baby cat Tom" I say questioning myself as well as trying to tell them.

"You have a cat? I thought you didn't even know where you're from?" Fiona asks, I start to run things through my head, Fiona's right, I don't know who or from where I am, maybe it's just a dream? But it felt so real.

"Y/n? Hello? You there?" I see marshalls had waving in front of my face, I blink then look at them, how did I even get here? Who am I?...

"Marshall... who am I?..." I say out then start craying, why was I thrown into this crazy world.

-one week later-

"Y/n you have to speak to Marshall about this, you've been having weird dream about the place you come from and you haven't even told Marshall!" Gumball shouts as I walk home, why is this such a big deal.
"Gumball I've told you a thousand times, I'm remembering weird things, like a ginger cat? A place called college? And most of all a weird person I keep calling Lisa? I mean come on he'll think I'm a nut job" I rant, nearly smacking Gumball in the face a good few times, I need to use my hands less when I talk.

Gumball just gives me a bored expression before walking off, did I say something wrong? I wonder, that is until I feel a warm breath on my neck, turning around I see none other than Marshall Lee Abadeer, my heart throb and life blood but also someone I'm avoiding to an extreme level. I squeal before turning to run but in second I'm off the ground and in marshalls arms soaring into the sky.

"Marshallllllllllllll!!" I shout as I hold on for dear life, this can't be happening, why now just let me get these weird dream away then we can be together, the thought shouts in my head as I grip Marshall in a death grip, this boy will be the death of me!!!

-30 minutes later-

We finally come to a holt and I'm back on solid ground, silently I breath a breath of release. Safety on the solid ground, now composed I spin around to yell at my handsome attacker,
"Marshall Lee Abad-" but I'm cut off when Marshall slams his lips to mine, my whole body tenses but I soon start to relax and lean into the kiss, I've missed this so much,

It feels like forever before we part and I then open my eyes to see I had started crying?
"Why have you hid from me princess?" Marshall mumbles then kisses the tip of my nose, I feel another cold tear fall from my face, what's wrong with me?

"I have to Marshall if I told you you'd hate me..." I mumble then hide in the crock of his neck, man this is the best feeling ever, I just stood there holding onto him, I never wanted to leave... but something I'd hid from everyone else was a very painful truth... I know where I'm from... I know how to get back... but do I want to go back? What about tom?...