AN: Hey guys! This is a little different then what I usually write so I'm gonna warn you in advance, if I take a little while between chapters I'm probably just trying to get inspiration or figuring some stuff out. Thanks, and please review! (A bit of a side note here, Fiona is 15. I needed to make her older for this one)
Fiona slammed the door forcefully, the whole tree giving a little shake. Grabbing her hair in angry fists she stormed up the stairs and threw herself onto her bed.
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks and she grabbed her pillow, shoving it to her face and screaming.
She was thankful Cake wasn't here to see her like this though; she would have had a fit to see her in the state she was in.
Finally the anger passed and the sadness and despair rolled in. She was completely still apart from the sobs racking her body.
All this because of one person
She had liked Prince Gumball for quite some time of course, but only she and Cake knew. All they were was friends. She had been visiting today when things had gotten out of hand.
She had never even thought of telling the Prince of what she felt, because she knew he didn't feel the same way. Though it upset her to have to hide something of this size from her friend she knew it wasn't a choice.
And being an adventurer Fionna was, and had to be, as tough as nails. So when the Ice Queen broke into the castle she went into attack mode.
She had fought with all she had. When she was pinned to the ground, desperate and filled with hatred for Fionna, the Ice Queen had said all she thought she could to get out of the girls grasps.
She remembered her cheeks glow red, and her fear when the Ice Queen had taunted Fionna's deepest secret. How did she even know? The look in her eyes when she saw him, that's what Ice Queen said. Fionna had knocked the sorceress unconscious then fled the castle, her eyes welling with tears.
That left her as she was now. Crying, shaking, and reflecting on herself in this ball of despair.
She didn't hear the soft raps on the door below, or the door creaking open. But she did hear the curtains of the bedroom being pulled open.
"Who's there?" she called, not bothering to look
No one answered but instead she felt someone sit next to her on the bed. From the weight she could tell it wasn't Cake. Dreading what she would see, she rolled over.
She met the dark, warm eyes of Marshal Lee.
"What do you want" she croaked
"I came to see how you were doing, Gumball asked me to come check up on you" he said softly, she sensed the compassion in his voice
Fionna sniffled, and though she hated for anyone to see her in a sense of weakness, she needed a friend right now.
Marshal Lee seemed to sense her thoughts and swept Fiona into a hug. Something inside Fionna burst right then, and the tears just rolled out.
How unusual, she thought, for Marshal Lee to be the one here. It was usually Cake who comforted her.
Marshal Lee, though he was a good friend, was not a very emotional person. He didn't get upset or lose himself, though he did show pleasure and anger.
Finally Fionna composed herself and released from Marshal Lee's hug. Wiping her eyes, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head.
"I'm sorry" she apologized. Already regretting letting herself fall apart in front of him
"It's okay Fi" he said "I of all people actually know what it feels like to have a broken heart"
Fionna looked at him curiously and Marshal Lee responded with a funny little half smile.
The door downstairs shut forcefully, causing both Fionna and Marshal Lee to jump.
She heard Cake scamper up the stairs and watched her fur stand on end by the sight of Marshal Lee.
"OUT!" she hissed
Surprisingly he floated out without another peep. Cake's eyes brimmed with concern when she turned back to face Fionna.
"Are you okay honey? I heard what happened…"
"Actually I'm fine now" Fionna answered truthfully.
Something about Marshal Lee's words comforted her more than she thought Cake's would. The way he connected with her, and held her while she cried. She smiled just thinking about it and made something deep inside her tingle.
AN: So what do you think?