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Chapter 7- Marceline
I numbly put my hand on my heart. It was still beating. Unfortunately. I suppressed a sob as I recalled what happened two weeks ago.
It was June when she came up to me. It was a Monday and it was the last week of school. She came up to me, her eyes stained with tears.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"We are done. I can't see you anymore Marceline" She said.
The moment I had dreaded had finally come, and my heart shattered. "W-why?" I said, fighting to hold back the tears.
"I have my reasons Marceline" She said coldly.
"D-did I do something wrong?" I stammered.
"No." she said and turned away.
I ran out the school doors and went home. I collapsed on my couch, clutching Schwabl. I sobbed loudly. The anger flooded into me. I screamed and punched the wall.
"YOU STUPID GIRL" I screamed.
I went into my back yard to where we had carved our initials. I pulled out my knife and stared at the tree. I snarled at it but I couldn't bring myself to cut out the initials. I howled in pain.
"What did I do wrong?!" I screamed.
"Who broke us apart?!" I screamed.
"How was I so stupid!?" I screamed.
-Present-
Two weeks later, here I was. Clutching my chest, I hadn't eaten at all. I bathed once, and I was covered in cuts. I barely moved from my couch. I knew I was slowly dying. I didn't care. I heard my phone go off in the first time in two weeks and I jumped up and ran towards it. My heart sunk when I saw it was Keila.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi Marce" she said cheerfully.
"What's going on?" I mumbled.
"I haven't seen you in a while" She said.
"I don't want to see anybody right now" I couldn't believe Keila was over Guy so quickly.
"You need to get out of the house"
"No." I mumbled.
"You need to get over her" Keila said gently.
"No" I said, hanging up.
I slumped over to my couch. I sighed. Maybe Keila was right about going out of the house. But she was wrong on one thing. I could never get over Bonnibel. My stomach grumbled for the first time in a while. I shuffled over to the fridge. I pulled out some old spaghetti and ate it cold with a fork.
I felt like a dark cloud was over me. I really did not want to live anymore, but I didn't want to kill myself. I knew of only one thing that could make me want to live again. I stared at my axe bass and slowly picked it up. I started strumming a sad and slow song. I opened my mouth to sing:
My heart is broken
My life is broken
And what scares me the most is that
My spirit is broken
When did I get this way?
I wanna erase the pain
I can barely handle this
There's hardly anything to look forward to
When did I become so broken?
When did I become so weak?
There's hardly anything left to be
But a broken monster inside of an
Empty body
I remember a time
Where you could laugh and love
And nobody would fucking care
When did the world become so numb?
I can hardly hold on
I remember a time where we could be
Happy
I feel like I'm alone
Alone to walk this damned road
I don't know how long I can hold
When there is nothing to love
No reason to breathe
I'm so broken
I wanna be better
But I feel so broken
So broken...
I gotta hold on
At the end of the song, I had begun to sob. I put my axe bass down and clutched my stomach and let the sobs take over me. Schwabl curled up next to me. I pet him slowly and he wagged his tail. I smiled sadly as he licked my face.
"Wanna go play outside, huh buddy?" I asked my dog in my puppy voice.
Schwabl waggled his tail furiously.
I threw the ball and he ran to catch it. We played catch for a long time. It was soothing, and it made me forget for a while. But as soon as I remembered, it crashed down like a wave, and it hurt like hell. I gasped for air. I collapsed onto my couch and slept a restless sleep.
I walked through a park on a clear night. I recognized this place all too well. They all rushed at me, knives in hand. I tried shaking myself awake, trying to escape the nightmare. I could not. Suddenly, the scene changed. Bonnibel was kissing Guy passionately, like how she kissed me. I screamed at them to stop, but they could not hear me. The scene changed again. Bonnibel was in a ditch, bloodied and beaten. I climbed down the ditch and reached for Bonnibel.
"Who did this to you?" I whispered.
"You did" She said dully.
The scene changed again to my dad coming at me with a gun. As he shot the gun, I jolted awake.
I screamed. These nightmares were like a plague. I was tortured day and night by my thoughts. It wasn't fair. It was not fair. I climbed into the shower and tried to wash away the fear. But when I came out of the shower, I was still shaking. I looked at myself in the mirror.
I had become such a pitiful excuse of a human being. If I even was human. Sometimes I doubted being human. Weird. I shrugged off the thought. I lifted up my shirt to reveal the many cuts, scrapes and scratches. Bonnibel would be disappointed that I had started cutting.
Or would she? Would she even care? Probably not. I sighed. Man I was pathetic, so pathetic. I glared at myself in the mirror.
"Pull yourself together, god damn it Marceline!" I shouted at myself. I did not need Bonnibel to survive. Hell, I didn't need ANYBODY.
"Who are you even kidding? You need people Marceline. You need love and support, just like other people. And right now, you don't have any of that" I told myself.
A weight lifted off my chest. Was this how it felt to get over somebody? Maybe it was, but probably not. I never get over people fast. It takes me months or years to get over a single person. It will probably take a lifetime to accept that fact that Bonnibel won't be by my side. But maybe the weight off my chest was from accepting that fact.
In the first time in weeks, I tried to think about why (a logical reason) she broke up with me. Guy? No, she hated him. Me? No. I don't think I did anything wrong. Was the pressure of my problems too much for her? I scowled at the thought. Maybe I shouldn't have told her. But she was always so supporting! That couldn't be the reason why she broke up with me. I shrugged my shoulders in defeat. I went upstairs into my room and slept, clutching my pillow like how I used to hold her.
I woke up the next day, late afternoon. For once, my dreams were not riddled with scarring images. I smiled a little bit. I stretched and yawned. I decided to be productive today. I began to clean my house. It took the whole day to clean the house. I slumped over to the fridge and looked at day it was.
I continued on like this, not talking to people, until the end of June. That was when Finn and Jake came over to my house unannounced. The doorbell rang, and I shuffled to open the door. As I opened the door, Jake suppressed a gasp of surprise.
"What?" I mumbled.
"Marce…I heard what happened a while ago…And I thought you needed somebody" Finn said, looking into my eyes.
"Nah…I'm fine" I lied.
Jake looked at me. "No you're not. You look like you haven't eaten… Or bathed… In a long time"
"Maybe it's cuz I haven't" I shrugged.
Anger flashed in Finn's eyes. "Marce, pull yourself together"
"It's not as easy as you think" I said, but regretted my words as soon as I said it.
"I know how hard it is, glip blob it! Remember Ash?" He said a scowl forming.
"Dude, calm down bro." Jake said, putting his arm around Finn.
"I'm sorry Marce. But, it's super hard to see the strongest of us fall" He whispered.
I laughed a cold laugh "I am not the strongest"
"I don't know what's happened to you Marce, but I know most other people could not have survived what you have gone through" Jake said slowly.
"Yeah, totes. You are the strongest of us all Marce"
I shrugged "Maybe, but the strongest do break"
Finn nodded "Yeah, but Marce, you are better than this" I could tell Finn was getting frustrated.
"Do you know why Bonnibel broke up with me?" I said abruptly.
"Who's Bonnibel?" Asked Finn.
I rolled my eyes "Why did Bubblegum break up with me?"
"We haven't seen her, like at all. I think her parents like are making her stay away from us" Jake mumbled.
Then it hit me "It wasn't Bonnibel who broke up with me…Her parents made her!" I exclaimed. A great deal of weight lifted off of my chest.
"That makes total sense!" Finn said, fist bumping me.
"Her parents are total control freaks" Jake nodded in agreement.
"Totally. Thanks weenies, you guys helped me a ton" I smiled at my best bros.
"No problem. By the way, your band kinda broke up" Finn said slowly.
"Whatever. It's all Keila's fault anyways. I never really liked Guy" I growled.
"We snuck into the club a couple of times. The fans miss you, and not the band."
I twisted my face in guilt. "How bout we go up to the club?" I asked them.
Their eyes lit up "Yeah! That would be algebraic!" Finn shouted.
"Let me get ready and find something to eat" I told them, running into the bathroom.
I let the water beat on my back. I quickly washed my hair, conditioned it and scrubbed my body down. I hopped out of the shower. I blow dried my hair and teased it. I put my makeup on. I put on my favorite red band shirt, and my ripped, black, skinny jeans. I put my leather jacket on top of it.
I looked for shoes to put on. I looked at the studded boots Bonnibel had gotten for my birthday. My birthday was April 16th. I slipped on the shoes and sighed. I missed her…so much. I shrugged and stood up, meeting Finn and Jake at the couch.
"While you were getting ready, we got some fast food. Here's a burger and some fries" Finn said, giving me the food.
I shoveled the food down "Thank you. The fries are my favorite" I said, shoving fries into my mouth.
"We also bought some Kool- Aid" Jake said, handing me a glass.
I downed it "Thank you guys" I said, putting the last of the fries in my mouth. "Let's go!" I shouted, grabbing my axe bass. "Be right there" I shouted at Finn and Jake through the door.
I had a gut feeling I was going to need a knife, maybe two. I grabbed my 5-inch black switch blade and put it into my boot. I grabbed my 4-inch Swiss army knife and put it in my other boot. I ran down the stairs and into Finn's truck. We drove to the club in silence.
We walked into the club. When I slammed the door opened, a crowd full of eyes turned to me.
"Marce you're back!" One shouted.
"Where's the band?" Another asked.
"We broke up!" I shouted over the questions.
The crowd was obviously disappointed.
"We broke up because of Guy" I told the fans.
They all boo'd.
"And because I have been out of it, because I broke up with that special somebody I sang to"
"Why are you here then?" A young man asked.
"I came here to sing a song" I told them, and they erupted into cheers.
I sang them the song I had written a couple of weeks ago. When I finished, some of the fans were in tears. Finn and Jake's jaws were dropped , and Finn was about to cry. Jake was trying to hide the fact that he was crying.
"Sorry that was depressing guys, but I had to get it out of my system"
"It's okay Marce" one of the fans shouted.
"You're gonna go big someday!" another screamed.
I smiled "You guys are making me feel better"
The crowd clapped.
"A club is for dancing, isn't it?!" I asked, and started to dance.
We danced for hours, laughing and screaming and having a good time.. I looked at the clock. It was 10 P.M., it was probably time to go.
"Finn, Jake, I am going to head home now" I told them.
"Okay sure" Finn said shrugging, not really paying attention.
"See ya later" Jake said, waving.
"Can I have the keys for the truck?"
"Sure"
I grabbed my axe bass and put it into the truck, and gave the keys back. I couldn't believe they were letting me walk home alone. I walked through a park, but it wasn't THE Park. I whistled a tune and walked through slowly. I climbed up on a tree and sat there for a bit. I was really tired. I stretched and closed my eyes.
My eyes snapped open when I heard footsteps. There was a bench underneath the tree, and I saw a family figure. It was Bonnibel! I almost fell out of the tree. I considered climbing down to talk to her, but I couldn't bring myself to talk to her. So like a creep, I just sat there and watched her. She obviously had been crying and she was reading a book. Her phone went off and she answered it.
"Guy, I really don't want to talk right now! We are done! We should never have dated! I only dated you because my parents made me!" She shouted into the phone.
My jaw dropped. So it was her parents!
"We were never meant to be!" she screamed into the phone.
God damn it! She was making too much noise!
"Leave me alone, bastard!" Bonnibel stammered.
My head snapped up.
"We are done" She whispered, and hung up.
She sat there, stunned. I looked around. I had a really bad feeling about all of this. I could see shadows in the distance. Was I imagining things? I probably was. I regretted walking home. Something was not right.
The figures came closer and closer. Bonnibel's eyes were glued onto the book. I pulled one of the knives out of my boot. She didn't notice that they were coming. They were about 10 feet away before she noticed that 3 tall, muscled, and well dressed men were walking towards her. My blood turned into ice. My heart pounded and my deepest nightmare was about to come true.
It was the Gunter.
"What's a little girl like you doing here?" One asked.
"Well it's a good thing she is here" Another one laughed.
"We are going to have some fun with you" The last one said, pulling out a knife.
I couldn't move. I could not move. I was paralyzed with fear.
"W-who are you?" Bonnibel whispered.
"We are The Gunter" The one with the knife said.
"And we are here to play with you" Another one said, with a wicked smile.
"N-no please…" Bonnibel stammered.
"Shut up" The one with the knife said, and moved towards her. Bonnibel squirmed underneath him. The other two pinned her down and began stripping her, until she was just in her bra and underwear. Bonnibel was crying and I saw the deepest kind of fear in her eyes.
They all were laughing at her feeble attempts to escape. Anger pounded through me. I jumped out of the tree.
"Leave my girl alone" I growled, hiding the knife behind my back.
"Two? Just our luck!" The one with the knife laughed "Keep her pinned" He told the other two.
I snarled and showed my black knife and flipped it out.
"Leave my girl alone" I repeated. I felt the weirdest sensation. Was this what bravery felt like? I pushed the thought out of my head. The one with the knife charged at me.
I ran towards him, he aimed a stab at my chest, which I blocked with my longer knife. He aimed another cut at my shoulder, which I blocked by raising my hand, and grabbing his wrist. I stabbed that monster on the right side of his rib cage. He snarled at me as I twisted the knife into his rib cage, puncturing his lung. He fell to the ground. The other two guys stared at me, and drew their own knives. I knew I couldn't take both of them at once, so I ran back up the tree. They tried to climb the tree.
"If you don't come back down, we'll kill your friend" One yelled.
"Oh, I am coming back down alright" I drew my Swiss army knife, and jumped out of the tree, landing on one of them. I stabbed him twice in the gut, and rolled aside when the other tried to stab me. The last asshole and I engaged in battle. We both swung our knives, but none of us could break the others defense.
Then, the unthinkable happened. A cold, hard, knife bore into me. I screamed in pain. I clutched my stomach and fell on my knees. Blood poured out of the wound. I wheezed at the sight of so much blood. The last of the Gunter turned to Bonnibel.
"I'm still having fun with you" He smiled cruelly.
He cut off Bonnibel's bra and pulled her panties off. I stumbled upwards. Pain and courage pounded through me.
"NO!"I did my best battle cry.
I ran at him, and tackled him, stabbing him repeatedly.
"BASTARD" I yelled, and collapsed into the ground. The last of my adrenaline wore off, and the pain in my stomach grew.
I stared at Bonnibel.
"Boni….Call…the…police" I said weakly.
"Oh Marceline…This is all my fault" she began to cry.
"Don't cry. Don't cry girl. Call the police…"
She called the police and they were coming. She quickly put on her clothes. The world was getting dark and I started to close my eyes.
"MARCELINE NO! Don't leave me…please" Bonnibel screamed.
"I'm getting kinda tired, girl" I whispered.
"Don't leave me…please…I love you"
"I love you too Bonnibel. I won't leave you…I promise" I said weakly.
And that was when my body could take no more, and I fell into the black void.