Title: Now That We're Done.

AN. Hello, So this is an edited version of the first chapter. I think this one is so much better. I hope you like it!

Chapter One: If I'm James Dean You're Audrey Hepburn.

Today I was doing better than normal. I was actually keeping my mind off of him until my i-pod reminded me that I had a reason to be upset. When our song began to play loudly I began to cuss in my mind. I turned to look at my ihome that was right next to my bed and for a moment I was going to change the song. I lifted my hand but just could not bring myself to change it.

"They say that love is forever. You're forever is all that I need. Please stay as long as you need. I can't promise that things won't be broken but I swear I will never leave. Please stay with me forever." I sang the words that reminded me why this was our song.

I began to laugh. To think about how things had changed. There were so many things that was false with our song now. One: Forever. What a joke. He has forever and I don't so why can't he just give me forever? Does he want me gone? obviously. Two: Things are broken and he left. Left me to sit and stair at the four purple walls that enclosed me in my tree house.

A knock on my old wooden door interrupted my thoughts. I first grabbed at my sheets to pull them over my silly pjs then I turn down the volume on my ihome.

"Come in!" I called to the person waiting behind my door. With a loud creak my door opened just enough for my cat companion, Cake, to come into my room. She walked quickly to the heap of blankets I call a bed and she sat at the very edge.

"Want to come out and adventure with me and Lord M today?" She asked in her sweet voice. It was an offer she had purposed to me yesterday and the day before and well the day before that. I gave it some real thought because I had been locked in my room for the past couple of days. Yet I still had one last thing to do. Which was get rid of my cardboard box sitting in the corner next to my dresser. I was dreading the day I had to get rid of it but I knew the day was coming up to where I wouldn't be ble to look at the box anymore. I would give it to PG today. I promised myself that.

"You should go out. I just need one more day. Then I'll come out with you. Promise." I said ending with a smile. I needed the alone time to say goodbye to my box. Then maybe I could be me again.

"Kay Fi. Be good. I'll be back before sunset." Cake gave me a kiss on my forehead then got up and left me to be alone with my box. I just looked at it at first not sure what I was really going to do. I got the guts to do it.

I jumped up from my bed and walked slowly to the cardboard box just sitting there. I looked in and grabbed the most important item out of the box.

"Hambo." I greeted the raggedy old bear that he loved so much. "He probably loved you more than me." I told the bear. Then I squeezed the bear to my chest. "Hey I even love you Hambo." I smiled down at the little bear that Marshall gave me when we were eleven. Marshall gave me Hambo on the worst day of my life.

*Flashback*

I woke up that morning to the cries of my sister, Cake, and I ran to find what was going on. I ran from my room down to the kitchen where I found our mother laying on the floor. My mind snapped and I picked mom up. I ran as fast as I could to the Candy Kingdom. I had to help mom.

When I finally got to the ER of the Candy Kingdom there was nothing they could do to help her. My mother had died in my arms and there was nothing I could do about it. When the doctor told me this information I couldn't deal with it. So I ran from the place into the evil forest. I needed to be away from all those crying people... because all I could do was blame myself for their pain. I found the only delightful looking area of the evil forest and sat. I sat under the only apple tree you could find in the evil forest.

I sat under that tree for what seemed to be hours just crying. I never thought my tears would stop because I kept trying to calm down but just couldn't do it. I put my face in my hands to try to stop the crying. A rustling noise interrupted my crying and mad me look up. A small stuffed bear had been placed in front of my feet.

"You can hug it." The voice I knew well came from a dark spot of the evil forest. "It helps me when I'm sad. That's Hambo, my best friend." I just looked at the bear for another moment before I reached out with my right hand and picked it up. I squeezed the raggedy bear to my chest and I did began to feel better.

"Thank you Marshall." I said to the dark of the forest. I awaited a response but never got one.

*End of flashback*

I had Hambo ever since that day. And whenever I missed mom really bad I would hug Hambo close. Marshall would be surprised that I still have him but I still have everything that Marshall gave me.I sat cross legged in front of the box and started going through it.

I put Hambo on my lap to he could look at the memories with me. I picked out first a small piece of paper. It was a poem he wrote me. I always was jealous of those who could write poems because I didn't have the skills to write poems. So he always tried to impress me with hispoem writing. He wrote this poem during freshmen English.

*Flashback*

Today's English class was going to be hell. English had always been my favorite subject until we had to learn and write poems. I can write stories and songs but I can not write poems. Marshall, who was my best friend and was sitting next to me, was excited for poetry.

So our assignment was to write a poem then read it to the class. I was so unexcited that I hoped the teacher would forget about me. which was a stupid wish since I was the best in class so the teacher couldn't forget me.

"Time to read the poems! Who first? Fionna?" The teacher asked. And looked to my paper to find nothing but scribbled out words.

"I'll go first." Marshall volunteered.

"Thank you." I whispered to him for saving my ass.

"You won't thank me once I read mine." He smirked at me. Marshall got up from his desk and stood in front of the class.

"For Fionna.

My adventuress.

The one with bunny ears.

And a cat named Cake

She is my Fionna

Rather seen without tears

Instead smile that fills my heart." He finished reading with an awkward smile and I began to question everything he had just said. He sat backdown next to me and slid the paper into my notebook.

*End of flashback.*

I put the piece of paper on the floor next to my right leg and the reached into the box for the next item. I grabbed and found the red plaid shirt that he always would wear. I remember the day I got this. It was the first day of seventh grade and had gotten into a fight with a bully in the hallway. I had embarrassingly ripped my shirt so Marshall gave me his to wear.

*Flashback*

I was enjoying every moment of the first day of seventh grade until I heard a boy crying and begging. I walked quickly to find the source of these sounds and I came to find a boy laying on the ground crying. Then the cause of his pain came into view. Ice Queen. I hated Ice Queen more than anyone so I had to stop this. I ran up to the scene of the crime and punched Ice Queen right in the face.

"Bitch!" She screamed at me and then punched me back. This had started a large fight to break out between us in which had to be broken up by Marshall and four or five teachers. Marshall pulled me from the fight and took me from the scene.

"Way to hit a hoe, may I say how proud I am?" I laughed at Marshall's joke. "Here." He began to pull off his shirt.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" I questioned.

"You need this more than me." He said to me and I looked down to see most of my shirt had been ripped and that my favorite yellow bra was showing.

"Yeah thanks." I took he shirt quickly to cover myself.

*End of flashback*

I lifted the shirt to my face to smell him one last time. There was more in the box but I decided to be done looking at these memories. It just made it harder to give these things back. So I put the shirt, the paper and Hambo back into the box.

I hurried myself to put a on good enough outfit then grabbed the box and started to walk to the candy kingdom. I was going to give the box to Gumball to give to Marshall because I knew I couldn't go Marshall and give it back. So this was the best that I could do.