Roomies in Aaa: The Ice Queen Strikes

Chapter 5

Why is he walking me home, Fionna thinks, I could take care of myself but I didn’t want to be mean to Cake. She seems to somewhat like this boy, after all. She lets him play at the dinner and stuff. Ugh, but why is he so close to me? This seems so dangerous. What if someone steals my purse, or aliens come and kick our butts? No, that can’t happen, but what if this guy rapes me?!?!

Marshall grabs Fionna’s arm with such strength that she snaps out of her own thoughts.

“Why are you ignoring me? I’m trying to be friendly and start a conversation and you just walk there babbling to yourself like an idiot.” He pushes her to the wall.

“And what’s this I hear about rape?” He closes the distance between them, their bodies touching. She can’t move. His tongue flickers his tongue near her ear and she shuts her eyes close and the blood rises to her face. His fingers brush away a single strand from her face.

“Kidding,” he laughs, wickedly.

“You are so messed up!” Fionna is furious. “Go away, I don’t need you I—”

‘“Can take care of myself’” He finishes for her. “Fi, you couldn’t even escape my grasp and I wasn’t even using all my force.” Angry tears fill up Fionna’s eyes. “Wait,” Marshall’s attitude changes, “No wait don’t cry, please don’t, it was only a joke.” She punches him in the stomach.

“I’m not going to cry, you idiot!” She isn’t pressed up against him or the wall anymore. She starts walking away angrily.

“Wait up,” Marshall calls out. He catches up to her.

“Why are you still following me?!”

“Cake wanted me to take you home.”

“It’s only a block away. I think I’ll be fine.”

“Still, I’d hate to break the promise to the cat.” They walk in silence until they get to the house.

“Okay, I’m home, now go away.” She reaches for her keys to find none. “Oh glob.”

“It should be open.” Marshall says quietly. She turns the knob, it’s open.

“Okay, I’m inside a totally safe home, now take a hint and leave.” She starts closing the door.

“Hold up,” his hand stays on the door to keep it from closing, “just one more thing.” He sticks his hands into his pockets hastily, trying to maintain his cool attitude, “You have a really cute singing voice.” Her face flushes red once more and she shouts “You’re a jerk, Marshall!” As she slams the door in his face.

“Hey, why are you back, Marshall? I thought you and Fionna went home.” Marshall slumped into one of the booths.

“She did,” is his only reply.

“Oh glob, what happened? The great Marshall Lee, Vampire King couldn’t get the girl?” Cake teases him.

“Shut up cat!” he hisses at her.

“Marshall,” Chrome says to him, “chill.”

“Whatever, I’m going out.”

“Don’t stay up too late,” Cake calls as he leaves.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” Chrome blocks the doorway.

“Do not let your frustration get the better of you. If you work for it, it can become yours, but for that patience is necessary.”

“Whatever.” After walking around for two hours he realizes that he keeps coming back to the “tree house.” This girl has bewitched him. He has never wanted a girl this bad. There’s something about the way her blue eyes sparkle, or how she can’t keep her long hair out of face, and those adorable bunny ears she wears. He just wants her to notice the good in him and make her fall in love with the person he tries so hard to hide under his bad boy attitude. Unfortunately, she has already concluded that he is a jerk. So instead he decides to treat her as she thinks he is. Maybe, she might still fall in love with him, unless she already has.

© 2013 Cynthia Hernandez