Chapter Four:
Marceline sat at the top of her roof, inside her cave. Her face was cuffed in her hands as she rested her elbows on her knees. It was really frustrating to her that she couldn't get Marshall off of her mind. She would try to think about something else but he would always end up creeping back into her mind. She didn't know what to do. Marshall Lee had just told her that he was in love with her. What was she supposed to do? She sighed, hoping she would never have to face him. She could still see his facial expression so clearly in her thoughts. He looked completely broken. It burned in her chest, and tied her stomach in knots' just picturing it. She felt nauseous.
Marceline decided to go to a ghost party with her friend, Carla. She met up with her in a vacant alley. Carla had a date. Marceline sighed because she knew she would just be a third wheel the whole time. Carla and Marceline weren't the closest of friends but Carla was Marceline's chance to get out and get her mind off of Marshall. Carla smirked at Marceline.
"Hey, don't be such a puss! Lighten up." teased Carla. Marceline rolled her eyes.
"Don't think I forgot about you, Marcy. I got you a hot date too!" Marceline stared skeptically at Carla. Marceline didn't want to go on any blind dates. Marceline… honestly, all she wanted to do was talk to Marshall so she could fix things. She missed him already.
"Hello? Marceline! Snap out of it!" Carla waved her hand in front of Marceline's face.
"Carla, you know I don't like blind dates!" Marceline said finally.
"Chill! This one's hot. I promise." She said. Marceline became a bit apprehensive about it all. Carla could've gotten some bum from the side of the street.
"He's gonna meet us at the party. He's really excited to see you!" Carla winked. Marceline gave her best fake smile. Marceline really wasn't in the mood to party, but she figured that this would be the best way to get her mind off of Marshall. When they got to the club, it was completely packed. There were people everywhere. The music was loud. There was no way they were going to find the guy that Carla was talking about.
"Carla, you know what, I think I'm just gonna bail. I'm not really in a partying mood." yelled Marceline. Her voice was almost completely over powered by the music.
"What!? No Marceline. The guy is right over there!" Carla pointed to a table. Marceline saw the guy sitting there and her face dropped.
"Carla! What the hell were you thinking!?" Marceline exclaimed. It was Ash. Ash smiled and winked at Marceline. Marceline made a face of disgust. She began making her way back to the entrance. Ash ran over to her really fast and, grabbed her into a forced hug.
"Aww babe, I missed you too." He said as Marceline struggled to get out of his hold.
"Ash, Get off!" she pushed him away. Once she broke away from him, she smelled a familiar scent. Marshall. He was standing only feet away from her, watching her and Ash. Marshall's expression was even more devastating then before. Marshall gasped.
"Marshall!" she yelled as loud as she could. Marshall took off the opposite way.
"Marshall!" she yelled again.
"Marshall? He's here?" ask Ash. He was mad. He told himself that if he ever saw Marshall in person, he would beat his ass. Marceline ran off to find Marshall. Ash followed closely behind. Ash grabbed on to Marceline's wrist and snatched her into his chest.
"Marsha- Ash! Get off of me! Let go!" she struggled to get away.
"Hell no. What do you think you're doing!? Who is Marshall?"
"Ash- Get off!" she elbowed him in the stomach and he let go. She ran faster, but Ash ran too.
Marceline saw Marshall walking out the back door of the club. She yelled his name again. This time, he stopped. He turned and stared at her with such an expression. He looked as if he didn't even want to see her face. Marceline looked behind her, trying to catch her breath. She didn't see Ash.
"Marshall, - Marshall, can we talk?" she said desperately. Marshall rose an eyebrow and quirked his lips together. He attempted to turn around again, so he could leave. Marceline grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. She dropped her hand from his shoulder slowly.
"Marshall, please. Will you please just- You won't even look at my face! Marshall!" Marceline tried to get him to look at her but he wouldn't. He wouldn't make any kind of eye contact.
"Marshall?..." she said as a tear began to form in her eye. She closed her eyes tight, and tried to blink it away. He still hadn't responded. Something sparked inside of Marceline though because he was finally looking into her eyes. A spark of hope fluttered inside of her. Marshall opened his mouth like he was about to say something but he then, closed it. Marshall cleared his throat, but before he could say anything, Ash busted through the crowd of people and ran towards Marshall. He grabbed Marshall by his collar and pushed him up against the door, punching him in the face. Marceline began to scream in horror. Marshall's nose began to bleed.
"Marshall! Ash, stop it! Stop!" she screamed. Marshall fell to the floor but, got up quickly, trapping Ash in a headlock. Marceline didn't know what to do.