Finn stayed silent, lost in his thoughts. He knew he had changed, and he hated himself for it. He had gone from the hero of Ooo to a malicious killer. He had allowed Azreth to control him for the purpose of gaining power, and he still had a thirst for strength. He had changed everything in the course of two years. Marceline finally spoke up, "Finn, please stop acting like this." He ignored her. "Finn!" Still nothing. She pressed her lips against his, hoping he would kiss back. He still did nothing, sitting idle while she attempted to get a reaction out of him. She pulled away and looked into his eyes, looking for something, anything that showed he was okay. He finally spoke up, "Why are you still with me?"
"What?"
"Why are you still with me? It seems like I haven't done much to show I care about you. All we do together is have sex. We never do anything meaningful or important together. Not only that, but I've treated you like shit...and yet you always have my back. It seems that way with everyone." Marceline had a look of shock on her face. She had realized, Finn was right. He had been rude, selfish, and cruel to everyone around him, including her. So why was she still with him? Why did she put up with everything he had done? She had even left him for a small period of time before she came crawling back to him. Why did she love him? Why did she want to be with him?
Jeff looked at her, unable to say anything. What could he say? She had witnessed him tear apart all of his memorials in a fit of pure rage. It's not like he could say it was an accident, or pretend it didn't happen. "I...uh", was all Jeff could say. Princess Bubblegum stepped cautiously into the room, looking at the shattered glass all over the floor. As she neared Jeff he began to seem weaker, his legs were visibly shaking, and he seemed to be muttering to himself. Suddenly, he collapsed, and Princess Bubblegum instinctively darted forward and caught him in her arms. She panicked at first and thought she should bring him to a hospital, but calmed down when she noticed he was breathing calmly.
She wasn't sure what to do at first, so she set him down on his bed. She looked at the mess he had created, "I feel so bad for him. He must've had so much pain in his life.", she thought. She glanced at him again. He looked so peaceful, you would never think he just lashed out and destroyed things that were important to him.
Sorry about the short chapter. Also, do you think I took a...romantic approach with Jeff and Bubblegum, because I feel like I sort of unintentionally wrote it that way, and if so do you think I should continue it that way?