AN/: Okay, whew. This took like... I don't even know how long to write. But I've been working on it for a while. Not to mention I wrote half of it then typed it into my computer. And also because I've become addicted to reading One Direction fanfics...Don't judge me. I'm a directioner. So anyways... this chapter is totally pushing the Teen rating frame... So I'm just gonna have a little warning here for easily offended readers. :)
WARNING: If you are EASILY OFFENDED by: The seducing of a vampire, the word "fuck" used in different contexts, kissing scenes, a teenie bit of fluff (Seducing), or the word Virgin/Virginity and *ahem* losing it. I suggest you skip to...Well. I suggest you skip to the next chapter. Which has NOT been written yet.
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P.S. I'm going to start putting in quotes at the beginning of the chapter from now on!
"It is not love that is blind, but jealousy."
-Lawrence Durrel
Marshall's POV.
"Are you out of your mind?!" She looked at me with questioning eyes.
"No… What's so bad about going on a date to Stratosphere?"
"Um, let me think, how about every single time I go there something bad happens to me?" She makes a 'pfft!' sound at me.
"Like what?"
"Well, I got beat up there once, caught Ashley cheating on me there, and after not seeing you in like forever, you tell me you don't know who I am."
"Okay… Well, maybe something good will happen this time. You never know…."
"Marceline, no. Why don't we go somewhere else?"
"But—" She tried.
"No." I said sternly. She put her hands on my head so that I was now looking her in the eyes.
"Please?" She pleaded, pushing her lips to mine.
"That's not going to work Mar-Mar."
"Pleeeaassee?" She tried again, kissing me again, this time firmly than the last.
"Nope."
"Pleeassseeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She crawled into my lap, cocked her head to the side and licked my bottom lip slowly. She then moved to my shirt and slid it off my shoulders, ghosting her cold fingers across my stomach. She suddenly stopped and looked at me with a strange smile on her face.
"Please?"
"S-sure…" I stutter, suddenly forgetting what she had asked. "Whatever you want."
"Thanks Marshy!" She grins excitedly.
"Hurry up and get ready to go!" She called from my door.
"Go where?!"
"Stratosphere, dummy!" With that she threw her head back and laughed, walking away.
"Wha-… Oh shit."
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A few minutes later…
Marceline POV.
We were both into the sky in the direction of my favorite place ever to go: Stratosphere.
"I cant believe you tricked me like that Marci." Marshall said, shaking his head beside me.
"Tricked you?" I said in mock horror. "I just got you to say yes!" I cried, trying to hold back a laugh.
"Yeah! By freaking seducing me!" He yelled, laughing
"It wasn't that hard."
"Oh so now you're an expert on seducing people?" He said, smirking.
"Well… Yeah, duh." He sped up to go in front of me flying backwards looking me in the face with one eyebrow raised at me curiously.
"You know for a virgin you sure are… experienced." Marsh said narrowing his eyes. I choke out a laugh, under his glare. I can tell this was more of an accusation than a statement.
"Who said that I was one?" I realized I had said the wrong thing when Marshall slowed down, his jaw set in a tight line.
"To who?" He said between clenched teeth.
"What do you mean 'to who'?" Catching back up to me he stared me in the eyes, his expression unreadable.
"Who'd you lose it to?" He elaborated, trying to sound as if he didn't really care but I could tell that it meant a whole lot.
"Uh, Marsh, I don't really think you need to know that, so I'm not gonna say." I stole a glance at him from the side and saw that his eyes were starting to blaze.
"I'm your boyfriend right?" He said sharply.
"Yeah…but—"
"Then I have a right to know."
"Marshall. I'm not going to tell you because you're just gonna get upset and I want this to be a fun, happy time." I looked back at him and saw that his eyes were blazing a little brighter than a few minutes ago.
"God dammit, Marceline! Just fucking tell me!" I sighed, obviously he wasn't going to just let it go.
"I… lost it to…Todd." I mumbled.
"You what?"
"Damn it Marshall! I lost my virginity to Todd! Okay?!"
"That's what I thought you said." His voice barely a whisper. I could tell he was more hurt than pissed. I floated closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Marshall… I—" He shrugged off my hand harshly and shook his head.
"No its okay. Let's just get to Stratosphere.
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MINUTES LATER. STRATOSPHERE
Marshall's POV.
We walked into the club, hand-in-hand and we were both bounced on by anybody and everybody who recognized me from my band and people that either wanted to ride off our popularity or people who wanted to know who exactly Marceline was.
As more people started to crowd, I pushed Marceline behind me and whispered "Go meet me around back in a few minutes."
She looked at me confused for a moment, then slowly nodded her head and disappeared from my sight as I was engulfed by the swarming crowd.
Marceline's POV.
I headed towards the bar, and ordered a bloody mary (O positive) with only a little bit of alcohol. Turning around in my stool, drink in hand, I surveyed the crowd and a deep red flash caught in my eye.
'Shit. Todd is here. If Marshall see's him I don't know what he'd do.'
I jerked my head back over to Marshall who still had about 10 people surrounding him.
Carefully setting my drink down on the bar counter, I got up and walked slowly but with determination over to Todd.
When I reached him he was talking to a bunch of girls, bragging about how many bands he'd been in.
I tapped his shoulder, and he whirled around his wide grin turning into a cocky smirk.
"Marci!" He called his deep voice booming in my ears. "Wow, for once you're actually coming up to me! You must really want me to take you back!"
"Shut up. What the hell are you doing here?" His eyebrow shot up.
"What am I doing here? I come here every day at 10. So the question is what you doing here?"
"I'm here with Marshall, who is going to fucking kill you if her sees you."
"Oh please, what is he mad about? That night at Junkyard sooooo long ago?"
"No… he, uh… I told him who I… lost it to." I stuttered trying not to look him in the face, totally unlike me. He erupted into a roar of laughter.
"Ah… Looks like I… beat the poor bastard… to you!" He said in between laughs.
"Seriously, Todd, if he sees you he is going to freaking rip you to shreds. You need to leave. Now." Furrowing his brow he looked at something behind me then looked back at me with a smirk.
"Alright, I'll leave… On one condition: You have to kiss me."
"What!? Why!?" I looked, shocked, into Todd's emerald eyes, they were glowing, but with what I wasn't sure.
"Because I miss you. And not just some half assed one, I want a kiss like the first time."
"Okay, fine, whatever. As long as it will get you to leave."
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Marshall's POV.
I had just gotten the swarm of people to go away and surveyed the club. It wasn't nearly as packed as usual. Suddenly a bright red flash caught my attention. Hair. Todd. My jaw clenched so hard, I thought my teeth my shatter. I started to float in his direction just as somebody moved out of the way and I could see who he was talking to. Marceline.
'Why the fuck is she talking to him?!'
Interrupting my thoughts Todd caught my eye and his eyebrows furrowed. He then smirked and continued talking to Marci.
My feet felt like lead and my head felt about ready to explode with fury.
Then, to my growing horror, Todd leaned in closer to her, pressing his face to hers. And as I stumbled forward I could see her kiss him back.
The blaze in my eyes was so bright, it was starting to hurt. Shaking my head I turned around and muttered, "Some thing bad always happens to me when I go to Stratosphere."
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Marceline's POV.
I broke the kiss and saw the clear disappointment on Todd's face.
"Okay I k-kissed you. Now g-get out of h-here." I ordered, a little shakily. I had such a bad feeling about this. Todd nodded his head slowly and walked out of the club muttering a "thanks".
'Now,' I thought to myself. 'Time to meet Marshall out back.'
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Marshall's POV.
I walked out of the club, seeing my breath as I sighed. A very familiar voice broke into my thoughts, "Marshy!". I turned around to see Ashley bounding toward me, white hair glowing in the moonlight.
"What's u—" I cut her off, roughly forcing my lips on hers. I could feel her lips curl into a smirk under mine. I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead against hers looking into her silver eyes. Those same silver eyes that laughed at me when she broke every inch of my being, I could feel them drawing me in, making me need her much more than I thought I did.
"I need you." I whispered. "Now." She grinned at me and nodded her head taking my hand as she teleported us to my place.
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Marceline's POV.
I looked around the back side of Stratosphere, some band was unpacking their equipment and was bringing it to the stage. But I still saw no sign of Marshall, he said to meet him out here, so where was he?
'Okay calm down…' I told myself. 'He probably came out here before and didn't see me. So he's probably back inside looking for me.' I walked back inside and looked for a whole 10 minutes for him. 'Okay. Okay. So he probably didn't see me in here and… I don't know. I'm just gonna go home sleep then go over to his house tommorow.'
(The next day)
I flicked my red scarf over my neck securely and knocked on his door. I glanced around behind me checking the position of the sun. A little past noon.
The door swung open and mystery guy's voice announced, "In his room." Without even looking at me. I floated cautiously through the trash and went up to Marshall's door. I could hear him strumming some notes. I knocked lightly. I heard the creaking of the bed as he got up. He stood in his doorway clad in a black t-shirt, grey and black checkered scarf and black skinny jeans. Even when we weren't trying we still managed to match.
"Hey…" I started. He just stared at me with a blank look on his face. After a few awkward minutes passed without him responding I continued.
"Where'd you run off to last night? I waited for you out back for like half an hour." I said forcing a laugh. He continued to stare at me with that same blank look.
"Marshall…? What's wrong?" I asked my hands starting to sweat with nervousness.
"Why don't you ask your boyfriend?" He finally responded, his voice cold and distant. I forced another laugh.
"What do you mean, silly? I am asking him." His expression finally changed. And I suddenly wished it hadn't his face contorted into a look of pain and raw fury. His eyes glassing over slightly. He sighed.
"You know, something bad always happens to me when I'm at Stratosphere. I guess I just wasn't expecting it. Even with that little bit of information you told me. I still wouldn't have guessed." He was losing me, and worse he was starting to babble. Something he only did when he was trying really hard not to cry.
"Marsh… I have no idea what you're talking about…."
"Oh really?!" He snapped, making me jump. "How about we rewind back to yesterday when you were talking to Todd and willingly kissed him? Now do you remember?"
"Marshall there's a reason—" He shook his head cutting me off,
"Well I really don't give a fuck."
" Marshall. The only reason I freaking kissed him is because he wouldn't leave unless I did!"
"Uh-huh. And why exactly would you care if he left or stayed?"
"Because if he stayed you probably would have killed him! And then you would've been banned from the club, and probably locked up in a dungeon some where!"
"…" The rage had left his eyes and now there was only a little bit of hurt and a lot of regret.
"See? You cant even say anything back!" He looked down a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, yeah. Shut up." I smiled.
"Now can I go in your room so you can tell me about that rift you were playing?" He nodded and moved aside so I could step in. I stepped inside and noticed his bed was a mess with random junk and clothes all over the place. An item in particular caught my eye. Something… pink.
"Marshall. What the hell is this?" I said picking up the hot pink bra in my hand.
"Oh….um….shit…uh…." He failed at trying to come up with a sentence.
"Okay let me rephrase. I know what it is. A bra. Who the hell does this belong to?"
"Oh my glob, I don't know! How did that get in here!?" 'Okay' I thought, 'what the hell is going on?'
"Okay. I am going to ask you one more time who this belongs to." His face dropped and he avoided looking into my eyes, which were threatening to give in to the tears gathering behind them.
"Look, please don't be mad at me… After I saw you kiss Todd, I was hurt and angry and I wasn't thinking straight. And so when I left…Ashley… called me and…I-I'm so sorry, but I kissed her and then some how we ended up here and… well… that's how the bra got there." When he finished talking the tears were falling loosely now and I felt like breaking that sorry little face with a weak attempt at an apology.
"You think…" I started my voice shaking with rage. "That because you saw only a part of something… it gives you the right to fuck whoever you want? And Ashley of all people? Your ex!?"
"Marci, come on. You screwed Todd, why should Ashley be any different?"
"Are you still on about that!? Let it go. That was like… 800 years ago! And it wasn't like we were dating back then! You don't go around and screw whoever the hell you want when you're in a fucking relationship!"
"We might as well have been in a relationship we spent every damn minute together and everybody who knew us thought we were!"
"How did this conversation get back to 800 years ago!? Again!? You know what now that I think about maybe what Todd said was right." Marshall finally looked into my eyes again.
"And what did he say?"
"He said, that the only reason you're still mad at him is because he beat you to me. And I'm starting to believe it." He looked back down at the ground.
"Get out."
"Excuse me?"
"Get out of my house. If you want to talk about Todd so much then why don't you go marry him."
"You are so freaking unbelievable. Fine. I'll leave." I said turning around and walking toward the door.
"Goodbye, Marshall." I muttered before rounding the corner and walking back out into the brisk fall air.
AN/: Okay so!? How about that? Gut wrenching..heart crunching...finger biting...tear drawing...rage provoking SUSPENSE?! And just to let you know I will not be stopping this story ANYTIME soon. I will keep writing until Marceline and Marshall turn to dust after eternity ends! However, i will be taking a break to continue my other story "In the land of Eee". So the suspense will last a while, but I've given you a nice long chapter so deal with it :). AND OMYFREAKING GOSH! DID YOU SEE THE FIONNA AND CAKE EPISODE "BAD LITTLE BOY"!? THAT WAS SO FREAKING MATH! MARSHALL'S VOICE ACTOR IS THE FRIGGIN BEST LIKE OMG. AND THE WHOLE "Oh... Hey Fionna" THING IN THE RAIN. I DIED. AND THEN I DIED AGAIN WHEN HE STARTED SINGING AND THEN RAPPING AND THEN RAPPING AGAIN AT THE END AND THEN WHEN HE GOT "STABBED" AND THEN WAS LIKE "kidding! kidding!" And I'm just saying but OF COURSE THEY WOULD HAVE MARCELINE TELL THE STORY WITH HIM IN IT. BEING ALL CARTOON SEXY AND STUFF. But obviously Marshall Lee is real (in Ooo) because how else would Marci know how he acts. Ehh? And what was with Cakes "Hot potatoes" dance/song...? Weirdness. CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT FIONNA AND CAKE! The beginning. (Why would I say the beginning instead of the end? Because I'm mysterioussss...) Bye :D UNTIL NEXT TIME.
OMG. I KEEP FORGETTING TO SAY THIS.
"TODD" THE RED HAIRED HOT GUY WITH GREEN EYES... IS NOT FLAME PRINCE.
NOBODY HAS SAID THAT HE WAS, BUT STILL.. RED HAIR, GREEN EYES.. COULD BE FLAME PRINCE.
BUT IT IS NOT.
TODD IS AN OC. (Whatever the hell that means. Lol)
I created him myself. ^-^ So nope no flame prince/ignitus here.
And also to answer somebody's question real quickly:
Yes, I did get that from Incredible crew. That show is hilarious.
ONE MORE THING. my best friend has started a fanfiction her name is "xEnchantedxx" check it out its a one direction fan fic im helping her write and guys we both know that stories about non-fictional characters is against the site rules. thats why shes posting it on here anddd the one direction fanfiction website!