A/N: Hello my faithful followers. So if you follow me on Tumblr or you don't, (it's marcylovesmarshy Tumblr or you can look at my profile) then you will know much about this. Sorry for the delay. Just going through some personal issues, but I'll always have time for you.
Marceline's POV
As I sit alone in "our' room, I can't help but question if Marshall really does love me. He's always away on business and whenever he comes home, he just hits me. I used to have freedom and friends. But ever since the "incident", I'm not even allowed to leave this room. It's tiring and hard to just be here. I've tried to escape numerous times, but I always end up here.
Marshall never seems to care about me anymore, and I starting believe that I don't love him anymore. We're not compatible in so many ways and it's just frustrating. I spend most of the day screaming, crying, and begging to be let out. But no one listens to me.
Would it be better if I die in this room? Would anybody miss me? What can I use to end all this misery? Should I get rid of Marshall? Should I disappear? What do I do?