I Remember You- Simon & Marcy

Chapter 2: Struggling to Survive

[Marceline's POV]

I sat on the bathroom floor, anxiety rushing through me. A million thoughts all at once. I looked down at my wrist, mutilated and bleeding. I couldn't even concentrate with all the thoughts, 'What would Simon say?' 'Will Simon ever come back?' 'Does he remember anything at all?' 'What gave the crown it's magic?' 'Can I break the spell?' But the loudest thing ringing through my head, hurt the most, and it wouldn't go away.

Marceline, is it just you and me in the wreckage of the world?

That must be so confusing for a little girl,

And I know you're going to need me here with you,

But I'm losing myself and I'm afraid you're going to lose me too...

"STOP IT!" I yelled out of no where. I started to sob uncontrollably. "Damn it Marceline!" I yell to myself. I stand up and clean off my blade, then my arms. I wrapped up my mutilated wrist with bandages and sighed. "Simon, I wish you were here.." I say just above a whisper.

A couple hours of me sobbing went by. Annoying. How could people stand me? By now I was on my bed, another sleepless night. I barely slept, and the only time I ever did I had dreams of Simon. I wanted it to stop, it hurt so bad to know I couldn't have him back. So what can I do? Nothing. I wish I could, but I don't think there's any possible way to fix Simon. He was way far too gone for me to help, and when all of this happened I was too young to stop it. What's a 7 year old girl supposed to do? Absolutely nothing at all.

I got up and got dressed into a grey tanktop and threw my red and black striped sweater on over it, with black skinny jeans, a black beanie and red vans. I sighed and went downstairs, picking up my bass axe. I started to play a tune, just for the fun of it. Music always helped me feel better. Music is life.

I heard a knock on my door, realizing it was about 11am. I shrugged and walked to the door. Part of me always thought, What if it's Simon? I always hoped that it would be, but it never was, and it probably wasn't ever going to be. I open the door and smile when I see a young boy and his magical dog. "Finn, Jake!" I gladly move out of the way for them to come inside. Finn closes the door behind him and I smile, holding my bass. "What do you losers want?" I joke. "We wanted to check on you, we haven't seen you in a while and a lot of people miss you. They're worried, Marceline." Finn says, worry laced his expression. "Oh, I uh.. I'm fine, really I am. I've just been tired a bit lately." I smile weakly. "Princess Bubblegum wants to see you too, when you're available." Jake adds. "Alright, thank you guys. Actually, I'll go now."

I put on my sunhat and gloves and head out the door, making my way to the Candy Kingdom.