I Really Like You
Marceline stopped the motorbike in front of a sturdy, white house; it has a wooden fence that covers the whole place and a lawn. Bonnibel took her helmet off and gave it to the raven haired girl.
"So where's this?" she asked at her who unlocked the lock and smiled, "It's my place, I live here." She said, Bonnibel nodded and took their bags outside the door.
"Welcome to my humble abode," Marceline said as she opened the door and was greeted by a white poodle.
Bonnibel smiled, "Hey there, Schwable." She patted the dog's head, Marceline scratched her head, "How did you—I got him a year ago.." she paused when Bonnibel tilted her head as she looks at her, "Are you stalking me?!"
Bonnibel laughed at the accusation, "Idiot, why would I waste my time doing that?" she shook her head, still smiling, and in that moment, Marceline swore her heart skipped a beat at the beauty in front of her.
"You said to me that if ever you'll get a dog, you'll name them Schwable, and I guess I am right."
Marceline put their bags on the sofa and asked, "You want a drink? I have cranberry—"
"Strawberry milkshake would do." She said, sighing as she took a seat and examined the house then smiled.
Marceline nodded, "Remembered something?" she asked as she walked to the kitchen, Bonnibel was still sitting and nodded, "the color of the wall is pink, mind telling me why?"
"Am I not allowed to like pink?" she asked, even though they are meters away, Bonnibel was facing her back and Marceline was chopping the strawberry.
"To be honest, I don't know why, it just came to mind that I want to, like, ugh." Marceline groaned, "I don't know.. it just happened."
Bonnibel smiled, this is supposed to be our dreamhouse, pink walls, instead of stairs, a ladder she stopped enumerating when she heard the sound of the ice machine, the pink haired girl stood up and adjusted her pink floral dress when she stumbled upon a photo on the wall, there it was, Marceline with a girl whose face was covered by paint.
She blinked, wait, that's me. "Marcy," she called her, good thing the machine was now turned off, Marceline went back to the living room where Bonnibel was and saw her standing in front of the only photo on her wall.
"Yeah?"
"Who's that?" she asked as she pointed at the photo, she only got a shrugged on the shoulders and said, "I don't really know, when I was cleaning my stuff to move here, I found that, and I just wanted to post it, because it's from the past, you know.." she struggled with her words, blush forming on her face which made the pink girl giggle, "You're too cute," she said as she pinched Marceline's nose who scowled in return, "Yeah, whatever.. there's your order." She pointed her thumb at the table and the pink girl nodded, "Thank you."
"Whatever."
x-x-x
"Keila, this is Bonnie."
"Bonnie, my girlfriend, Keila."
Marceline grinned proudly as she wrapped her arm around the African girl who looks at the pink girl wide-eyed.
"Hello, Keila." She offered her hand, glaring at Keila and at the same time forcing a genuine smile at her.
Keila gulped, "Bonnie, hello." She accepted the hand and flinched when the grip was a little tighter than she expected.
"Marceline, would you be kind enough to get us some drinks?" Bonnibel asked as she smiled at the raven haired girl who nodded, "Yeah, sure.." she stood up, feeling awkward and confused. What is her deal?
Bonnibel then looks at Keila whose eyes widened, "Bonnibel, I can explain."
She crossed her arms, "then start now."
"After she woke up from the incident, she was devastated, she could hardly remember her family and friends, it took some time, you know.." she took a tissue and played with it, "do you know what happened about that night?"
Bonnibel shook her head, "No, I want Marceline to tell me that, just tell me what got you in this situation."
"I was there when she was recovering, I taught her how to play instruments again, taught her how to drive and such things… then one day, she asked me out and I couldn't say no because she's my friend.. and I don't want to hurt her so I said yes, eventually, I started liking her more than I should." She smiled, then frowned, "then we started going out and 4 years ago here we are now." She laughed nervously as she scratched her neck, she was wearing a black and white striped dress, Bonnibel sighed, "Are you serious with her, Keila?"
Keila hesitated to answer, "I am."
But the tension between the two was cut off when Marceline came back, orders in her hands.
"Yo! So, what did I miss?" she grinned as she sat next to her girlfriend "Nothing much." She giggled, Bonnibel rolled her eyes.
How can she be dating Marcy?! That traitor!
The three were chatting oddly about Bonnibel's stay in Germany when Keila's phone rang, "It's from my Boss, I need to go." She kissed Marceline's cheek and looks at Bonnibel who narrowed her eyes at her, "it was nice meeting you, Bonnibel…"
She was about to go when Marceline grabbed her hand, "Working overtime again?" she frowned, Keila frowned and nodded, "Yeah, he needs me more than he should these days."
Bonnibel blinked, "more than he should, what a weird Boss you have." She glared at Keila who started sweating, "Ye-yeah, my bo-ss is we-weird, hehe" she nervously said, Marceline tilted her head and glanced at Bonnibel, "That's not a nice thing to say," she scowled at Bonnibel who raied her brows in return, "I don't find it offensive, do you find it offensive, Keila?"
Keila said nothing, "I really have to go, I'll call you later." With that she went outside leaving Bonnibel and Marceline.
"What was that for?!" Marceline almost yelled at Bonnibel who only looks at her in return, deadpanned.
"I did not do anything." She defended herself as she sipped her milkshake, Marceline slammed her fist on the table making the pink haired girl jump.
"What?!" she narrowed her eyes at her and frowned, "You apologize to Keila."
"Are you an idiot? Or your head got hit so bad that you became one!" she crossed her arms and glared at Marceline who did the same, "Me? Idiot?! You're just jealous that I have a perfect relationship!" she yelled, the whole restaurant went quiet.
Marceline noticed the result of her yell and looks at Bonnibel, she was biting her lip and was about to say something (because she opened her mouth then closed it again) "You know what? Fine!" she shouted, she was about to flip the table when Marceline looks at her wide eyed, Bonnibel shook her head, trying to fight back the tears me? Jealous?! You just don't know! How it feels to lose you, not just once, but twice! With that thought in mind, Bonnibel stood up, stole one final glance at Marceline who was about to follow her when she said, "Don't follow me." She got out and went to the only place that she could run where Marceline can't. Hunson Abadeer's Manor.
x-x-x
Filled with anger and range, Bonnibel strutted her way to the telephone, dialing a familiar number. "Hello? Candy Kingdom, Inc. How may I help?"
Bonnibel rolled her eyes, "Bring me my car, the purple one.. this is PB, I'm outside Gunther's Gun and Ammos, also, put cash in it. I'll be waiting 5 mins. And don't tell anyone where I am, okay?"
"Princess?!" there was a shout, "I'm sorry, your car will be sent to you in 5 mins. Please take care" with that, Bonnibel ended the call and sat on the floor of the payphone.
"Damn it, what has gotten into me?!"
