\m/ Marceline's P.O.V \m/
I yawned and cuddled into Marshall, only if he was there, which he wasn't! I opened my eyes wide and sat up quickly. Where was he? Did he leave already? I looked and the sun was up. Please...please....no. I got up and ran up to the cell bars and looked around. No one was around and one of the stakes was almost poking me. I stepped back and feel to the floor with my hands covering my face. He left without saying bye, he didn't wake me up. I cried silently on the floor. Maybe he didn't have a choice to stay long. Or maybe he didn't want to see me cry like this in front of him. I love you Marceline...
"I love you too Marshall." I said quietly to myself. I heard someone clatter the bars of the jail and I looked up to see the mean police officer.
"Wipe your face girl, your not dying." He said and I wiped my face while glaring at him.
"So did Marshall leave?" I asked.
"Of course, he left an hour ago. His manager had to rush him out of here." He said.
"Did he try to do anything?"
"He wanted to wake you up and tell you goodbye, but you know, rock stars have a hard life and have to rush." He shrugged. "Anyways, not that I care but he did leave a note." He turned and left. I scrambled up from the ground and went to the cot. I looked around but didn't see any paper. Your good at guessing. I had told him. I guess so... That was when he found my lyric sheets when we first were getting to know each other. He had found them...under my pillow. I moved to where the pillow was and lifted it up. I smiled at the piece of paper that was hidden underneath.
"Thank you Marshall." I said and picked it up.
My dear Marceline,
I'm sorry that I have to leave like this, I really wanted you to come with me, or at least get you out. My manager wouldn't do it. Sometimes I wish he wasn't my manager, but he is the one that brought me to be an artist, so I can't really do anything about that, but seriously Marceline...my beautiful Marceline, please stay strong without me there. Don't get in too much trouble. You have to wait for me to get back :P I wish I could've hugged you and kissed you goodbye. Don't let anyone get in your way, if they do, when I come back I will get their butts. I hope you get out of jail soon, I still think it's not right for them to do that. If Princess Bubblegum doesn't know, when you get out, make sure she does. XOXOXOXO Love you with all my heart <3
Your Boyfriend Marshall
I smiled after reading it, but I wish he said more. I folded the paper and stuck it under the pillow and went back to the bars.
"Can I have something to drink!" I shouted. "Oh and something to eat!" Nothing. Ugh. I let go of the bars and sat on the cot. I'm alone in here... Clunk.
"Here's your stinking food and drink." The officer said. I looked on the ground where the plate was and a cup. It was manly cherries and I don't know whats in the cup. I floated over to the plate and stared.
"That's it?" I asked.
"Ya, it's jail." The officer shrugged.
"I didn't even do anything wrong! At least I didn't kill a person!" I said.
"You could, a prankster could always kill too." Officer said.
"This is why I don't go places." I muttered and took the plate of cherries. I sat down and picked up a cherry. "I would've shared them with Marshall, but he isn't here..." I said and sucked out the tiny bit of red in it. "When will he ever come back?"
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