One Fake Smile After Another. (a GumballxMarshall fanfic c; )

Chapter Four! xD

-_~Gumball's P.O.V~_-

   It was really awkward in the car. I had just caught Marshall doing some pretty bad stuff in my innocent bed. Like, who the hell does that in another guys bed? I think if you're not dating it's off limits.

   "....for the last fucking time Bubba, I was not jacking off. Okay? I was merely....shivering. Your room is fucking colder than a witches titty." He groaned as we drove. I was still ignoring his gross butt.

   I simply stared ahead and didn't move. No way I was crumbling. I finally had a reason to stay mad at him! Masturbating in someone's bed it wrong! But his sexy face (what I could see from my peripheral vision) made me wanna squeal and hug him. Yeah, is that bad?

   "I just realized....you lied to me, Gumball!" Marshall growled.

   Shit.

   "Wh-what do you mean? I-I never did!" I gasped and blushed. What did I lie about again? Fuck me...

   "About not having a relationship before. Having an abusive relationship with a dickwad still counts. I mean...what exactly did he do to you?" Marshall asked, sounding concerned.

   It's more like, what didn't he do. I thought to myself, staying quiet.

  "Bubba? Hey, c'mon man, tell me." He basically pleaded.

   I looked down, biting my lip. Would he think differently of me? A not so clean Gumball? Ugh, guess I'll tell him and see...

   "Promise me you won't think I'm gross, or like...pity me." I whispered without looking up.

   "Uh, okay? I promise man."

   "....James had me in and out of hospitals since I was fourteen. I....unwillingly gave him everything. He had me locked in his room at his house to make sure no one would see me. I lived in a freaking closet for three years. I didn't get to go to high school on a regular basis, I had to sneak out and get punished later for it, I never got to be normal. I was stuck being James' dirty, little, locked up in a closet at home, underage sex slave, secret. Only he never kept me a secret. He flaunted what he did to me. Even my parents....They were happily okay with it, they trained me for it...I am technically a for hire sex toy..." I said it. Oh my Glob. I'm going to die. No one ever knew what happened to me. Marshall is gonna think I'm a freak. Oh Glob.

   The car suddenly stopped. I stayed looking forward. Oh no. Nonononononono....please tell me he isn't staring at me. Please, oh Glob, tell me he isn't gonna kick me out on this abandoned road....

   I gasped as I felt arms encircle me and pull me sideways into Marshall's chest. I-Is he hugging me...?

   "Oh Gumball, I'm so sorry. And I picked on you so much. Glob, I'm an asshole. Bubba, why didn't you tell anyone? How did you get out?" His voice shook slightly. Oh no, he's not crying is he? Oh Glob no. His hot breath curled around my neck, as I felt tears dripping onto my shoulder. Bubba Gumball Prince! You are better than crying! Sure, you were an unwilling sex slave to an almost thirty year old for three years. But no!

   "....I....I didn't. H-He....threatened me and...I....I was a scared 17 year-old....what was I supposed to do?!" my voice broke. Nonono...I can't cry. I haven't in so long. Letting a few tears escape is perfectly fine. I can't now.

   "I'm gonna keep you safe Bubba.... I promise you. I swear."

   With that simple sentence, I broke into sobs. I didn't wanna be weak. I didn't wanna go to work. I didn't wanna do anything besides be held by the man who just promised me that he would protect me.

~-_Marshall's P.O.V._-~

   Oh fuck, how can someone do that to a poor kid like him? He's so fragile. Like, yeah, sometimes I wanted to jump him cause he's hella cute, but....Sex slave?! What kinda parents forced their child into that?! Oh fuck man....

   I drove us back to my place, as Gumball slept in my lap. It was kinda awkward. I mean, I'm pansexual and all....but a cute guy who just confessed being a trained sex slave thingy, laying his head on my thigh? Yeah, nah.

   I stopped and looked at him. Wow, I think I feel something. Now, it may or may not be just lust, cause I sure as fuck wanna know what a trained professional in sex is like. But, yeah....

   I picked him up and carried him inside. Cake can shove it up her flappy vagina, cause I promised this guy I'd take care of him. And him, just having an hour long cry sesh? Yeap, I'm going home and letting the poor boy sleep.

   I played him on my couch and went to go make me food. Okay, now I have a confession... I was actually being kinda gross in Bubba's bed....Hey, what can I say? I like how he handled this morning.

   I was half way through making myself some eggs, since I actually don't know how to cook...don't judge me! I'm a sexy motherfucker, and we all know it, but yeah. Halfway through making me eggs, and I heard something from the couch. I turned my eggs off, and stood in the doorway, listening.

   "M....Ma-arshall...." came a small whimper like moan. Whoa whoa, back up. Was the little cutie on my couch moaning my name in his sleep? Uhm, I dunno whether to say oh my Glob and feel horny. Or blush and feel kinda shy and embarrassed, I mean, Gumball?

  His breath hitched as he turns on his side and moans a little louder, his lips parted, and his hair sexily messed up. Oh my. He looked like an innocent sex god.

   I'm screwed.

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A//N: HEY there guys! ....I like this chapter. It's got a sad feel to it. Among other things. Enjoy my beauties!!

--LaurBear<3