Alone in this world

Chapter 14

It'll be okay

Marceline and Finn watched TV while Fionna and Marshall were out, Marceline found it weird that they weren't back yet. Fionna told them they won't be long since they're just going there for about an hour and a half but it's been 3 hours. They got a phone call from Fionna earlier but not from Marshall, it was getting her on edge. She was scared and fidgety on the couch.

"Marceline its okay, maybe he's back at Greg's place. I'm sure he's okay." Finn reassured her.

Marceline wasn't buying it. "I don't know; it's like him not to tell me where he is. He always tells me where he's going so if he gets in trouble; I can go over and help him out."

"Well, you guys are tight I'll give you that." Finn shrugged.

"We always were. We were BTFFs." Marceline said.

"Uh, BTFFs?" Finn asked, looking at her.

Marceline sighed. "Best twinies friends forever."

"Oh well cool." Finn said.

"Yeah, we always had each other's back; we were our own best friends. We didn't need anyone else but ourselves." Marceline sighed and shifted her position. "He not calling me is the weirdest thing ever, something is definitely up."

Finn was about to say something before the door bell rung. Finn sighed; he kissed Marceline before getting up to get the door.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he's just fi- oh my god!" Finn cried as he opened the door.

Marceline got up quick. "What is it Finn?"

"Uh- Marcy uh- get the first aid kit!" Finn finally said.

Marceline had a pool of emotions mix through her, she didn't know what Finn saw but she obeyed his order. She dashed to the bathroom and opened the cabinet and grabbed the first aid kit, when she got out of the bathroom she nearly screamed. She saw Finn carrying Marshall over to the couch, he was badly injured. Marceline rushed over and helped him lay Marshall down on the couch, Finn turned off the TV while Marceline rummaged through the first aid kit for rubbing alcohol, band aids, gauze and ointment.

"Marshall, what happened to you?" Marceline asked as she removed Marshall's jacket.

Marshall winched in pain. "Just- ran into some girl troubles." Marshall laughed it off.

Marceline glared at him as she worked on him. "How does girl troubles get you into messes like this?!"

Marshall bit his lip. "Well- let's just say this; I was messing around with a gang leader's girl and he took it the wrong way which leads to this."

Marceline groaned before slapping Marshall in the face. "You idiot!"

Marshall jumped a bit, pushing himself back into the couch; trying to avoid his sister's rage. Marceline huffed and puffed, her anger was reaching dangerous levels. For as long as she can remembered, her brother was always sort of a player but it didn't bother her because he always made time for her instead of excluding her. He always caused troubles and heartbreak with this but it wasn't anything major but this, this was different. He always knew when to stop pursuing a girl if she already had a boyfriend but he didn't this time. Marceline raised her fist, ready to hit him while Marshall prepared for the impact but- it never came. Marceline put her fist down, Finn didn't get in the way of this; this was a sibling thing now he believed his assistances was needed. He tried to put his hand on her shoulder but she backed away, handing him the first aid kit before disappearing upstairs.

Hours passed and Marceline still hasn't come down from the second floor bathroom. Finn tried his best to coax her out but she refused every time. Finn gave up after the tenth try and decided to let her come out on her own terms. Finn walked down the stairs and settled into the armchair.

"Still not coming?" Marshall asked as he continued to flip through channels.

Finn shook his head. "Nope."

Marceline has been mad at him before but- never this mad. He tossed the remote over to Finn; he wasn't in the mood for television right now. He was worried about Fionna though, he hasn't heard from her since she disappeared with that Elias guy. He hated to admit but he cared about her more than his supposed boyfriend. He looked at the clock hanging behind the couch; eight o' clock and still no word from Fionna. He sighed and slouched further into the couch, wincing at the pain.

"So, who really did this to you?" Finn asked.

Marshall turned to look at him. "I thought I told you already."

"Well yeah but I have a feeling your lying about most of it." Finn said, flipping through channels.

"That is the truth, I just didn't say names." Marshall said.

"Well, then who did this to you?" Finn asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Marshall shrugged. "No one." He sighed and turned over on his side. "I'm going to take a little nap. Make sure Marceline doesn't walk out, she tends to do that when she's angry."

Finn furrowed his eyebrows. He turned off the TV and went upstairs to see the bathroom door open; he went into his room to see Marceline hunched over with her head in hands. He walked over to her and sat next to her.

"Hey, you okay?" Finn asked, nudging her a bit.

Marceline shook her head. "Not really." She mumbled.

Finn looked around the room, an awkward silencing creeping in. "look, I know it's hard but Marshall is okay, his injuries aren't permanent."

Marceline looked at him before looking back down. "I know but- I'm upset about him not telling me who beat him up."

"Why would you want to know?" Finn asked, putting his arm around her.

"Because I want to stand up for him, if he can't do it he then I will." Marceline hissed.

Finn finally got what Marshall told him. "I get that he's your brother and you're tight and all but- you could wind up like him trying to avenge him."

"I don't care, I hate having him do this to himself; he gets himself into deep trouble that I need to help him out in but he's too prideful to even let me help." Marceline groaned.

"I get that but I don't want you to get hurt, if he ever tells us then just leave it up to Fionna's mom and my mom, their cops; they can track those guys down and bring them to justice." Finn patted her back.

"It's the right thing to do but it's so- cowardly to hide behind authority figures." Marceline sighed.

"It's the right thing to do, if you don't then you'll wind up getting hurt or worse- killed!" Finn bit his lip.

Marceline rolled her eyes. "Finn, I don't know how long you've been gone but did you forget I'm the toughest girl ever? I can take care of myself and no gang is going to scare me."

Finn sighed. "I know you're my radical dame who can fight well but this is dangerous stuff; a gang has connections and are really powerful. It doesn't matter if you beat them up, worry about which their going to get to beat you up after you destroys them."

"I don't care; I'm not letting those punks get away with hurting my brother." Marceline stood up, ready to walk out the door.

Finn reacted quickly and grabbed her hand, forcing her back. Marceline tried her best to get out of his grip but Finn pinned her down.

"Finn gets off of me!" Marceline shouted.

"Sorry Marcy but I can't let you get yourself into danger." Finn struggled to keep her down.

Marceline grunted and finally kicked him off of her. Marceline ran downstairs, she didn't heed Marshall's cry for her to stop; she ran to the door and quickly threw on her jacket and pulled on her boots. She ran out of the house and down the street. She was crying the whole way, Finn was little ways behind her, and he didn't want to lose her. He kept calling her name but she never looked back, she kept running and running until she finally stopped and broke down crying on the sidewalk. Small groups of people walking by her, not paying attention to her until Finn caught up with her, he kneeled down beside her. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms, whispering in her ear calming and relaxing things but Marceline kept crying.

Looks like Marceline has alot of built up emotions

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