Me and my Gummy

part 3

Marshall's POV

Gumball had my wrist and was holding onto it tight I wasnt ready to talk to him. In fact I was terrified he made me feel things I havent felt in a thousand years.

Gumball was roughly about half my age and we'd known each other for a long time so it was hard for me to express my feelings to him and I wasnt planning on to any time soon.

"Please Marshall talk to me!"
"I-I cant....I'm not ready to"
He gave me a pained look and hesitantly let me go.

I flew out as fast as I could. I knew Gumball wanted answers but i didnt have those answers yet.

Gumball's POV

I regretted letting him go I have so many questions but I knew he wasnt ready and I had to give him space to figure it out.

"Hey gumball!" I turned to see fiona running towards me.

"Hey fi what's up?"
"What was that all about why was Marshall trying to fly away?"

"Something just....happened"
"What?" She asked full of curiosity.
"Ok I'll tell you but not here"
I lead her into a place where we could have a private conversation and explained what had happened 10 minutes ago and she sighed.

"Look Gumball I know you want answers and I get that he needs space but you two need to work this out sooner or later I know marshall is depressed he has been for a while but he just might be afraid of getting hurt he's lived for so long and he must be really lonely the best thing you can do is comfort him and dont ask or say anything ok?"

"Yes thank you fiona"
She smiled and we said our goodbyes and I decided to go to Marshall's house and comfort him like she said.

Marshall's POV

I flew as fast as I could and once I reached my home in the cave I ran inside and pulled the covers over and started crying.
It was hard for me to deal with this I liked gumball a lot but I dont know if I could have a normal relationship with him. I was a depressed, cutting, creature of the night piece of shit and I dont deserve someone as perfect and light filled as gumball....
I went to the bathroom where my razor lied and picked it up I took my bandages off and started cutting telling myself I wasnt good enough and I was a piece of trash not meant for love.
Not noticing the knock at the door...

Gumball's POV

I got to Marshall's house and knocked he didnt answer so I knocked again.
I was starting to get worried so I grabbed the key he had hidden underneath a fake rock (my idea).
As a walked in I smelled the faint sent of blood my eyes widened and I ran to Marshall's bathroom.
I bursted in and he looked surprised and hid his hands behind his back along with the razor. He looked down ashamed that he had been caught.

Marshall POV

Gumball had bursted into my bathroom and I quickly hid my blooded arms behind my back and looked at the ground.
"Marshall" gumball said in an extremely calm voice and at that moment I knew he was extremely mad, but I dared to not look him in the eyes.

He grabbed my arms and pulled them forward seeing the blood run down them and a razor in one of my hands.

He let's go, grabs the razor,throws it away and walks to the pantry to grab a first aid kit and plops on his knees in front of me and starts fixing me up and I still not looking at him.

There was an awkward silence for a while. As he finished he grabbed my hand and brought me over to the bed laid down and pulled me in close. He didnt say a word or asked me why he just held me. Then after about an hour he spoke.
"Oh Marshall...when will you realize you arent alone? I will never leave you, you are the best part of my day when I see your mischievous smile, your beautiful red eyes, and your adorable white fangs. When will you realize how much I love you?"
I looked up at him tears welling in my eyes "y-you....you love...me?" He nodded and looked at me so lovingly I started to cry again.
Gumball stroked my hair and rubbed my back as I cried and he started singing to me.