\m/ Marceline's P.O.V \m/
"You what!?" I shouted. No he can't leave. One he is stuck in here and he can't leave me, we just got together.
"I have to, I told you last month that I had to leave for another concert outside of Ooo. I'm sorry." He said.
"I don't want you to go!" I grabbed him into a hug and held on tight.
"Then come with me." He said.
"I can't go, I'm not like you. I'm no artist."
"You might be able to get a contract."
"I doubt it." I let go of him.
"Marceline," He grabbed my face so I had to look at him. "You know I don't want to leave you, right? Because I really do love you and I don't want us to be apart. I would truly would die if that happened." I wanted to cry. That was so sweet of him. I never knew he loved me so much.
"I love you too Marshall." I smiled and a tear slid down my cheek.
"Don't cry, threes no reason too." He wiped the tear off my face with his thumb and kissed my forehead.
"Uh-um." We both turned to face the head police officer that was standing in front of our cell. "Enough with the sob story. Marshall Lee your manager called about you having to leave Ooo for a concert, and so we are letting you go." Marshall look at me sadly.
"What about Marceline?" Marshall asked.
"She is staying in here, she didn't get bailed out." He plainly said.
"I'm not going then, not without her." He said.
"Marshall you have to it's your job." I said.
"I'm not leaving you in here by yourself." He said very seriously. "They probably won't get you anything red anyways."
"Marshall Lee, your not getting out today, it's going to be early in the morning so, you will have your last words with each other." Then he walked away.
"Marceline I'm so sorry, if I had the money-"
"No it's fine, I will be ok. I promise." I smiled slightly.
"No it's not fine, I couldn't stand seeing you in here when I'm out there. It's not right."
"Nothing is always right, I will probably be let out soon anyways, it's not like I killed anyone right?"
"I hope so, I really do." He pulled me closer and kept a hold of me. "I'm going to really miss you Marceline, I'm going to miss everything here. Except for that blonde bitch Fionna. Fucking Cheater. Oh and that Flame Head."
"Whoa, calm down, it's not time for that type of language." I laughed and laid my head on his shoulder. "I hope you have fun during your last stops of your tour."
"I'm coming back for you, don't forget that. I will call you and text you, I promise."
"I know you will." I lifted my head a bit and kissed him on the lips. I was so going to miss kissing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he still held me close. I pulled away and leaned my forehead against his. "I love you, forever I will."
"I love you too, and forever I will. Be waiting for me when I come back." He said to me.
"I promise, and don't let those fan girls get a hold of you." Marshall laughed.
"Oh they won't. You should get your rest love." He said very sweetly.
"But, I don't want you leaving so soon."
"Then just lie down with me then." He said and picked me up to go to the cot. He laid against the wall while I was on the outside.
"Make sure I don't fall asleep." I said.
"Alright." He cuddled close to me.
"I mean it, because I am getting a little sleepy now." I yawned.
"I said ok." He stroked my hair.
"No!! Don't do that, that makes me more tired!" I slapped his hand away.
"Your so silly." He laughed.
"Whatever." I yawned again.
"Maybe you should get some sleep." He said.
"No...I don't...want...to." I struggled to keep my eyes open.
"Don't worry, I'm always going to be with you." He said quietly.
"Kiss me first..." I said and looked at him. "Please.." He smiled and kissed me, this time a bit longer. "Thank you..." I closed my eyes and snuggled into him.
"Anything for you." And I fell asleep.
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