Him... (Fiolee)

Love

I'm siting on Marshall's bed crying. I feel... I donno. Mad and depressed and angry and lonely. A whole mix of random flippin feelings. I hear another knock at the door.

That's probably FP or Gumball. Maybe even Cake. I hope it's Cake. I'd love to talk to her. I'm too sad or whatever to open the door.

"Come in! I'm in my room!" I yell down.

I hear the door open, then nothing. I'm freaked out.

"Hello?" My voice squeaks.

It's not like Gumball or FP to play a prank so freaky on me. I'm creeped out. My eyes go to the little door that leads up here.I grab my retractable sword from the table next to the bed and pull it out. I aim it at the door.

The doer creaks open and up comes the last person I wanted to see. Marshall. Marshall calmly floats over and sits next to me. I'm about to scoot over when Marshall puts his arm around. I try squirming free but it's no use. He's still strong.

"What's wrong Fionna?" Marshall asks.

What's wrong?!? What does he think?!?! I see him kiss another girl, and he doesn't know what's wrong! Why does he keep calling me Fionna?

Marshall's POV

I wait for Fionna to answer. What's up with her? I guess it was kind of mean of me to leave her, but she didn't like me. I moved on. I know Fionna didn't need to move on because she never liked me and never will. Not that I care.

"Stop." Fionna snaps. "What?" I ask. "Everything. Stop holding me like we're buddies again. Stop calling me Fionna. Dtop pretending. Stop dating that stupid girl!"

I let go of Fionna and lay back onto the bed. I close my eyes and sigh. My life is terrible. I don't even know anymore.

Fionna's POV

I feel bad for what I just said. I moan quietly. That's new. Something comes over me. I lay back and snake my arms around Marshall. I wrap both of my legs around him. I can feel his body tense up. I feel cold lips on my forehead. They release and I look up.

"I'm sorry, Fi." Marshall apologies calmly, "I never knew. I thought you would never like me." "Do you like me?" I ask hopefully. "I have a girlfriend." "Oh."

At this moment I don't care. At the moment I want him to love me. I get on top of him and start kissing him on the lips.

I hear a female voice from behind me, "Marshall?!? What are you doing?"

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