Please try to understand...: A Gumlee angst fanfiction.

God I missed him...

Marshalls pov:

I watched as Gumball left my house.

I honestly can't believe that actually happened.

I got Bubba back...after so long.

I floated up to my room and hovered above my bed, never actually laying on it.

I began thinking of what had happened...what if this ever as all some horrible prank?

No. Gumball is too stuck up for pranks.

He was probably bored and knew that I was alone.

If he is using me then I'm not okay with that...but God I missed him...so I'll just go along with his little game until he gets bored.

And he will, eventually.

I'm so alone though.

I know I have Fiona, Cake and all the others...but they're not the same as Gumball...

He makes me feel something inside...it's a warm feeling...a feeling I've missed. It's a feeling that only he can give me.

I love him...but I shouldn't get my hopes up...

I rolled over and turned my bedside lamp off, submerging myself in darkness.

I closed my eyes and began to drift off to sleep.

/Sorry this chapter is a little short. I just wanted to give you a little insight into Marshalls mind.

He's so self conscious. >~<\