When marceline was welcomed inside of bubblegums house bonnibel immediately noticed the numerous bruises on the girls arms and cheeks but it was the black eye that shocked her the most. Who was doing this to her and why?

"M-Marceline...your..." Marceline looked up at her, it was obvious she had been crying.

"I'll tell you whose doing it as long as you promise not to tell anyone." Bonnibel nodded and looked into those beautiful chocolate eyes.

"Pinky promise." She said weakly, marceline smiled faintly before looking down at the ground.

"My mum." she croaked.

Then, marceline found herself being pulled towards bubblegum again, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and bonnibels small freckled nose pressed against her neck.

"Bonnibel, whose this?" Came a voice from the living room.

"This...is my girlfriend."

"Ah, we've heard so much about you marceline! come in, come in!" Marceline nodded and stepped into the room. It was incredibly warm compared to the cold winds outside.

"Bonnibel...how long can i stay?"

"Until Wednesday." Marceline sighed; she'd have to face her mum and dad again for one more day. And with the information she had now...who'd know what could happen?

"Marceline Abadeer! Where have you been the past two fucking days!?" Her mother screamed, slapping her across the face when she walked into the kitchen.

"I went to bonnibels house."

"And why the hell did you go there?!" Marceline tried to take a step back but her mother held a firm grip on her arm.

"She's...my friend."

"And what are we?!"

"My family.."

"What made you go there in the first place?!"

"Dads cheating on you!" The room went silent, her father was fuming and her mother looked mortified.

There was a yank on the back of her shirt and suddenly, she was thrown outside.

"Don't you ever come back here again!" He roared, throwing her bags onto the ground by her feet. "And Don't go anywhere near simon or we'll call the police!"

She had been walking all night, her legs were tired and her feet were sore but...she still couldn't bring herself to end everything. the pain, the suffering and the bullying could all just go away if she'd just kill herself.

Marceline waited an entire three days before going to bonnibels house and when she did, she got a big surprise; a For Sale sign was put up in their front yard and the house was completely void of furniture.

"No..Bonnie, how could you?" she whispered weakly, closing her eyes so the tears that were threatening to come out didn't escape.

Everything went by in a quick blur of looking for food and begging passers-by's for money and before marceline knew it, an entire week passed by.

It was on a Saturday that it happened, she fell onto the wall in dizziness and she felt like she was going to throw up.

"Marceline is that you?" came a familiar sweet voice.

"Get lost," She growled. "You left me to die!" The bile finally reached the top of her throat as she was sick.

Running was something she found herself doing a lot nowadays. Whether it was from her parents, Elle, school, the police or bonnibel she ran. But this time, she ran straight into Ash.

"Ash, listen-"

"You...your a freak! You did this to me!" Marceline watched in horror as the usually tough Ashton broke down into panicked sobs and gasps.

"Ash, listen i need answers!" She knew that ash would know everything, why she was unloved.

"G-Get away from me!" He shouted, jogging away in a flail of limbs.

He feared her. The Ashton Michelson was scared of her. She thought he knew how to love her but now...it was as if she was a horrific beast that murdered everyone that angered her.

She came home late again for the third time that week because of a detention Mr. Ericson had given her.

"Your late!" Marceline jumped when she closed the door and heard her mother from the kitchen. "Why do you always disappoint me?"

The first hit came across her face sending the teen falling into the door. The next was more of a slap, knocking her head to the side.

"That's all you are isn't it? a disappointment!"

When marceline turned the next corner she was surprised to see her dad, with a different woman than before.

"Carol, listen...i love you." The woman grinned and marceline turned around, not wanting to see another make out session starring her dad.

The days after the incident with Ash a lot went on in marcelines life. Ash left town, Her mother was as violent as ever and her father was away on business trips all the god damn time.

"Marceline...if you want i could get mother to let you out." Marceline scowled at the door of which her brother stand behind.

"I don't need your help Lee, I need to die." There was silence after that but marceline could still see the shadows of his feet outside the door. They shuffled about a bit before turning and walking downstairs.

a few minutes later her mum opened the door and let her out to get food.

"I don't want you to die..." Her brother whispered weakly, looking her dead in the eye.

"Its not about whether you want me to die or not. I do and that will be the last time you help me." She growled, pushing him onto the floor and walking off.

Thinking back to it now the business trips were very short to say he went all the way to Australia and back in two days flat. He was probably cheating on her mum back then as well.

"marceline, there you are!" She felt herself being turned around and wrapped up in a tight, bone-crushing hug.

It was then that she realized that bonnibel was the one keeping her in this town. She was the only good person in marcelines life and she couldnt keep her close. If that happened she'd end up chasing her away.

"I've got to break up with you." she said hoarsely, pushing bonnibel away.

"Wh-What? Why?"

"I don't want you leaving me like everyone else I've ever dated has." Bonnie nodded understandably and looked up at her.

She was so pretty, so beautiful...

Kill her.

"No."

"No what marceline?"

Kill her now!

"N-Never mind.."

You have the power, the knifes in your bag. Kill her now and prove yourself worthy of your title.

Why would i do that?

Because you can.

but i don't want to...

She's right there, her hearts beating and pumping all that blood around her body! She's selfish don't you think? wouldn't you rather have that blood dripping off your hands?

...yes..NO!

Well, there's a lot of people in this town. I'm sure one of them would help you out with your little obsession you have.

what obsession?

The obsession for killing and inflicting pain upon others.

who..what are you?

What are you?

"Marceline, i asked you a question...Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah..im fine."

No she wasn't. She never will be. Everything about her was definitely not okay. Her entire body was shutting down on her and yet she was still alive. The pain was coursing through her veins as she stood there, unable to move because of it.

But it was too late. She was dead.

So why could she still see bonnibel frowning at her? Why could she still move her hand into her fist? and why was she being pulled towards bonnibels new home?