\m/ Marceline's P.O.V \m/
I carefully dusted off the huge pictures of Flame Prince and some of Fionna with a rag. It's been 2 weeks, I thought. Since I've seen and talked to Marshall since that incident. I slowly let my hand fall off the picture and continued to walk down the hall. Then my heart skipped a beat when I saw Marshall walking down the opposite side. I stayed perfectly normal as I walked past him, and I instantly regretted it. I turned around hoping to say something but I saw him look out a window at something. It wouldn't be my friends escaping. They told me the plan and wouldn't leave me behind. We won't go out until three days from now. I wonder if...no. They told me that they won't bring Marshall along. He has been acting totally strange. I blinked trying to go back to reality and I noticed the sun had came out and was slowly burning his face. Without thinking I went and tugged on his arm, trying to get him away from it. He yanked away and continued to stare. I tried again. "Marshall! What the glob is wrong with you? Why aren't you moving? Why aren't you talking to me?" I yelled. Without seeing it coming, he turned around and pushed me up against the wall, making the pictures shake. I slightly screamed, because it did kind of hurt. I looked at him, his eyes pure red and fangs out. At me. He gripped my arms, so I couldn't move. He growled.
"Why wouldn't I move? It's because I can't feel it. It doesn't bother me anymore. Don't try to 'help' me. It won't work. Why haven't I talked to you? Isn't it clear?" He laughed, but not the happy kind. More like the annoyed laugh where you roll your eyes and shake your head. "It's because I don't love you anymore." The last 5 words repeated multiple times in my head. It wouldn't process. I couldn't handle it. It was true then. He didn't love me...I looked down as tears came out of my eyes.
"Why?" I asked. "At least time me your excuse."
"I don't think it matters."
"It does to me!" I shot back and stared into his eyes.
"It shouldn't."
"But it does.."
"Let it go Marceline. It's just you aren't the one for me." He let go of me and walked away.
"Then you lied to me the whole time..." I whispered as I stood there. "Your a liar Marshall! Why did you pretend to like me! Your a bitch!" I cried and covered my face. I slid down to the ground and cried some more. Why do these things keep happening to me? This world hates me! I screamed and kicked the rag away from me out of frustration. Life is stupid! I hate everything! I continued to cry. No one would care...only I would.
"Marceline what the hell is wrong with you?" Fionna stood over me. Oh great Mrs. Queen of bitchiness.
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