Sold My Soul (Gumlee)

The First Sign

Gumball's POV

He threw another hit at me and busted my lip. He had already blacked my eye and I could feel blood start to trickle from my nose. I hope Marshall doesn't see any of this. He would ask what happened no doubt. I thought to myself. He threw me up one of the stairs and I slammed my knee into it making me cry out. 

"SHUT UP!!! YOU-YOU FAGGOT!!" he screamed at me.

I don't think he realized how much that hurt.....I was hoping he would except me. This wasn't the first time this has happened. Ever since I told my dad about Marshall and I he has been being very violent....even leaving gashes and bruises. I haven't been able to be to physical with Marshall because of it. He looked at me with disgust and walked away. I ran up to my room in tears. I threw on a sweater that went down to my knuckles and covered my high thighs. Underneath I wore Marshall's shirt and a pair of boxers.That's what set him off this time....me wearing Marshall's shirt. He hated the fact that I wasn't straight. I didn't want Marshall to come in and see the bruises on my legs so I covered those up. I sat on my bed and pulled my knees up to my face and cried. Hoping to god Marshall didn't come tonight.

Marshall's POV

I have been wanting to go over to Gumball's all day today. Hoping tonight we could be a little more physical than the past few. I walked over to my dresser and pulled a pair of skinny jeans on and zipped them up. I walked over to my closet and pulled out my favorite button up flannel and put it on but didn't button it. I wanted Gumball to get the idea. I put on his favorite cologne of mine and flew to the candy kingdom. Bubba's window was opened so I flew in. I heard sobs and flew to him immediately. Forgetting all my future reasons for being here.

Gumball's POV

Marshall flew in and I cursed underneath my breath. I frantically began wiping the tears off my eyes causing the injured one to hurt worse making me wince and cry harder. I felt Marshall put his hand on the small of my back and I winced. When dad was mad he didn't have good aim with the whip.

Marshall's POV

When he winced I panicked and ran to the light and flicked it on. Nothing could prepare me for what I just saw. Gumball's face was bruised and bloody. His nose was bleeding and running down his face. His lip was swollen and cracked open causing blood to run down his chin a little. His eye was a deep shade of purple and was almost swollen shut. He had a bruise forming on his jaw line and his neck and shoulder blades were littered with bruises and scratches. His eyes had tears streaming down his face so I knew he was in pain. He was covered up in a baggy sweater and was under the comforter. I stood frozen debating rather to kill who did this or to clean him off first.