Happy to be back into writing for you guys. This is the sequel to "A Singed Love," this probably won't make sense if you haven't read the prequel to it, just a warning! Anyways, I've been brainstorming for this, I want to make this story so much better than the last one! That's what my goal is for this story! I hope it works out, I hope you enjoy this first chapter, and I hope you get sucked into the story. :) Thanks! Reviews are helpful! They let me know what you think about the story so far, what you think should happen, etc. etc. etc. :DDDDDD

FIONNA'S P.O.V

"Is that it, Cake?" I asked.

"I think so, sweetie." Cake replied.

I looked over at the stack of boxes on the grass. I looked back at the treehouse, the home I had all to myself. I was gonna be all alone.

"I love you so much, honey!" Cake exclaimed hugging me.

"I love you too."

"You can come visit me, Lord Monochromicorn, and the pups anytime you want!" Cake said.

"I'll visit when I can, Cake." I replied.

Once Cake was on her way, I couldn't help, but walk inside the treehouse and reveal the "M" that marked the original owner of this home. I laid my hand on the letter.

"Marshall, it's been two years since you left. Somehow I can't stop thinking about you. Every moment, I can't help, but imagine how well you must be doing now. Do you still watch over me?" I asked the M, waiting for an answer. "Here I am, talking to myself." I muttered.

I put the picture of Cake and I back over the letter that haunted me. I sighed and fell onto the couch. BMO had gone with Cake; I figured the pups would put BMO to better use, considering I hardly played him anyways. I was all alone in this treehouse. It felt so empty.

I still couldn't get Marshall Lee Abadeer out of my mind. I laid my face into the palms of my hands, resting my elbows against my knees. My shoulders started shaking as the tears flowed down my cheeks.

"Marshall." I sobbed.

I remembered his letter to me.

"Why? Two years ago, we could've done something else...we could've, couldn't we have done something else?" I whispered through the sobs.

I was all alone. No one could comfort me. No one would be there. Everyone...gone.

"Marshall." I sobbed again. "Why did you leave me? You didn't have to do this."

I felt my head swim with thoughts.

He isn't coming back. You're alone, all alone. Forever! He left you here! He left you alone! Everybody has left you. You're not cared about, Fionna. You're worthless to everyone and anyone.

"No..." I whispered.

Worthless. Worthless. Pathetic. Useless. He left you for a reason.

"Stop..." I argued.

Stupid. Fat. Ugly. Short. You're everything unimportant! Nobody cares whether you're dead or alive.

"Please, don't. Marshall loved me. Marshall cared about me. H-he..." I slipped off the couch onto the floor.

I slammed my fists into the floor.

"NO! NO! NO!" I screamed. "BASTARD! Bast-a-ard." I sobbed.

Worthless...useless...pathetic...Nobody cares anymore. They all left you for a reason.

I slammed my head into the floor. I smiled as I felt the red liquid stream down my face, the voices were gone.

"I win." I sniffled with a chuckle.

I wiped my sweating forehead, smearing the blood making it's way down.

MARSHALL'S P.O.V

I watched Fionna silently. I was invisible in the corner of the living room.

She's gone to shit. Even after the letter. Two years ago, I had to protect her, so I did just that. You tried your best Marshall, she has to fight alone.

I winced at the sight of blood cascading down her ivory skin.

Fionna, be strong for me.

"I win." She giggled darkly.

What have I done to her?

Her smile said insanity, curved into an unfamiliar smirk I had never seen, yet it could send chills up anyone's spine, her eyes told me that she was stuck far away somewhere else, only slightly aware of what she was doing, and then her wrists advised me that she was still cutting, once, her wrists were just another beautiful part of her, now they showed no self-restraint, fear, and loneliness.

I can't come back. Every resident in the land of Aaa would form a crowd and come straight to kill me. That wouldn't make Fionna better.

I observed the one girl I could ever actually love with careful, examining eyes. At one point, I watched her get up and make her way to the bathroom, I didn't follow her in. I only listened in. I heard the shower start and a set of distraught, breathy sobs break their way through the closed door. She didn't come out for a full three hours, by then it was eleven PM.

She went into her bedroom, I heard the ruffling of clothes. After about ten minutes of waiting outside she came out wearing a full set of my clothes as pajamas; there was one of my large Black Sabbath shirts and a pair of checker board pajama pants, the ones I gave her because I hardly ever wore them. She sat down on the couch. I looked at the now bandaged wound on her forehead. I sighed gently. She grabbed a red blanket and settled herself onto the couch, snuggling into a few throw pillows.

Once I was sure she had fallen asleep, I got closer, no response. I went visible, no response. I floated above her sleeping body, analyzing her. She looked so much more peaceful when she was under the Sandman's spell.

"I'm just glad you can still sleep fine." I whispered.

I stroked her long blonde hair behind her ear.

"You know, I didn't want to leave you, Fifi." I continued. "I had to protect you. I thought maybe the letter would help you. It wasn't enough though, wasn't it?"

I had no response whatsoever from her. I shook my head and smiled.

"You kind of were a deep sleeper, you know that?"

"Marshy." she mumbled.

"Fionna, I miss hearing your laugh, seeing you smile, watching your eyes light up at the idea of adventuring. I shouldn't have ever came into your life in the first place, then, maybe just then, you wouldn't be so fucked up."

"Miss...you." She grumbled rolling onto her side.

She squeezed her eyes tighter, then relaxed them. I kissed her forehead.

"I still love you." I whispered.

She rolled over to her other side.

"You shouldn't worry about what I'm doing now, what my life is like now, or anything like that. I do still watch over you, I just can't interact. Re-entering your life completely would not help you get better and move on like you need to. Fi, truth is, I'm a monster. You can't date a monster."

So yeah, that was the first chapter. I don't think I'm gonna have assigned days of the week to upload, if I do, I feel kind of rushed, so you'll just have to be clueless about when I post a new chapter. XD Anyways, a lot of people were upset about how I ended the pre-quel to this, not upset in a bad way, but in a way that shows they connected with the story. Sorry guys! :) Endings like that, they're just what I like. :3 Love you!