AN:/ Sup my followers! And well, the rest of you that are reading this... But you might as well be followers too! :D Anyways wow this was fast.. I wrote the whole chapter down on paper yesterday and 7am this morning. :D But as you know in like.. chapter 5 I said guess who's gonna be in the next chapter... And no new character (or old ;)) was in chapter 6 *ahem* or this one. But now I can OFFICIALLY say "Guess who's gonna be in the next chappie :D So yeahs Um just to let you know my original idea for this chapter was going to have like NO dialogue just the whole thing be Marshall's book. But I thought that would take too long and be terribly boring so I did it like this instead! Read and Enjoy!

Marcelines POV.

I sat Indian-style on Marshall's bed with my arms crossed and an expectant smile on my face. Marshall, a few feet away from me, rummaged around under his bed in search of one of his deepest and personal thoughts in the form of a book. And he was about to let me read it. My… "boyfriend" was about to let me read his most personal thoughts. What girl wouldn't be happy? I sure was, especially with what I've read so far.

Jolting me out of my thoughts, Marsh plummeted down onto the bed next to me, book in hand. He offered the book to me with an odd look in his eye. Then it hit me, he was probably about 10 times as nervous as me.

"Look, Marshall, you don't have to let me read it if you don't want to…." He cut me off by pressing his mouth to mine. He moved back a little, but remained close enough to me so that our noses almost touched. Now staring into my eyes intently, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Okay first, will you stop calling me Marshall already? You know I hate when you do that. And second, if I didn't want you to read the book I wouldn't have put it in your hands. And I'm going to tell you before hand you may not like what's written in there… but don't hate me for it."

Noting his words carefully, I looked down at the book in my hand, only to realize that my hands were shaking violently. I took a deep breath and forced my trembling hands to open the book. Studying the first page, I had read what seemed like years ago, I noticed a folded up piece of paper was stuck on the side. Ripping it off carefully I unfolded it.

On the paper was an adorable picture of us as young teenagers and above us is a big heart with the words "Marshy loves Marci" written in it. And the same phrase was written over and over in every empty space.

Seeing this love letter that he drew all by himself, hit a nerve somewhere in me and I couldn't help but to subdue to the eruption of laughter bubbling inside me. Marshall sighed dramatically beside me.

"Can't a guy get a break? I was like 12 and totally obsessed with you when I made that! I was going to give it to you on your birthday but…."

"Yeah, I know, I said if anybody was going to give me anything other than fries or I was going to rip out their throat." Noticing that Marshall was still looking at the paper in disgust, I added quickly "But it's adorable and I love it."

"You do?"

"Yeah," I said smiling brightly. "Can I keep it?" He nodded, stunned at my approval. I kissed him on the cheek as a thank you and set the paper aside turning the page in the book. Every entry had Ashley's name in it but a particular entry on the next page caught my eye.

~You know sometimes, when Ashley is away doing who knows what with whoever she wants, I feel desperately lonely. And I've been thinking of you Marceline… Way too much for my own good. And I'm scared. Not of death, my mom's ghost, of rejection, of being hurt. I'm scared that I'll find you one day and you'll be happy with somebody else, love somebody else. I cant keep finding mock- replacements of you. And, hell, nothing is better than the real thing.

And the entry below that one made my eyes prickle threatening tears.

~I want to die. Ashley left me, my friends died. Why can't I die? I'm alone. I have nobody now. I'm trying to make this want go away, but morning is coming soon and I don't know if I can stop myself from walking outside. I don't think anybody would care anyways. You hate me. The world hates me. I hate me.

Shutting my eyes tightly, I closed thr book, not wanting to read another word. I handed Marshall the book forcefully and got up from the bed my whole body shaking. I stalked over to the wall and leaned my forehead against it letting a single tear run down my cheek. I felt warm breath on my neck, and knew he was behind me.

"Marceline… What's wrong?" He asked, carefully twisting a lock of my hair in his fingers.

"I… I can't… do this."

"Do what?" I spun on him angrily.

"THIS! I can't handle the guilt! You wanted to fucking kill yourself over me and I didn't even remember you until yesterday!" I yelled.

Marshall's POV

"Mar-Mar. It's probably not even your fault. And you're here now, with me and that's all that matters." I said kissing her cheek.

"But…." She trailed off as I kissed her collarbone.

"Forget about it. Look I wrote you a song on the last page." I said grabbing the book tossing it to her, then sitting down on the bed with my bass. She hesitantly sat next to me as I began strumming.

"All along it was a fever

A cold sweat hot-headed believer

You threw your hands in the air and said show me something

I said, if you dare come a little closer

Round and around and around and around we go

Ohhh now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without you

And it takes me all the way

I want you to stay

It's not much of a life you're living

It's not just something you take, it's given

Round and around and around we go

Ohhh now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without it

And it takes me all the way

I want you to stay

Ohhh the reason I hold on

Ohhh cause I need this hole gone

Funny I'm the broken one but you're the only one who needed saving

Cause when you never see the light its hard to know which one of us is

Caving

Not really sure how to feel about it

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I cant live without it

And it takes me all the way

I want you to stay, stay

I want you to stay, oooh"

"Aww, Marshall… I mean Marshy that was awesome!" She said grazing her lips against mine.

"Thanks. But don't tease." I mumbled setting my guitar on the floor and engaging in a make out session.

For the majority of the day we kissed, and sang and, jammed on our guitars. Until evening came and Mar-Mar had the idea that we should go out, on a date, to Stratosphere.

AN: (Continued) So anyways. I got like. 6 review last chapter. -.-. You guys OBVIOUSLY need motivation to review so I'm gonna start doing shout outs! For two reasons. 1. First review gets a shoutout. 2. Most helpful/ meaningful/well thought out review gets a shout out! So I am actually going to start doing this but after this chapter they will be at the top. ON TO MY FIRST TWO SHOUT OUTS: WolfKingXio! Thank you SOO MUCH FOR BEING THE FIRST REVIEWER! and thank you for the praise! And for most meaningful and thought out: Spiderwilliam13! Thank you I loved you're review it made me feel like an "AWESOME WRITER"! Thanks so much for your reviews! But you know if you wanna a little shout out action ;) then you should review. LIKE YOU MEAN IT! lol But don't suck up. Be truthful :D thanks. Until next time! Adios! (By the way. on a side note the song is "Stay" by Rihanna and Mikky Ekko AND YES I KNOW THE LYRICS ARE INCORRECT BUT I CHANGED THEM FOR THE PURPOSE OF THIS CHAPTER BOY SINGING TO GIRL. OKAY? GOOD! So don't point it out. :)