CHAPTER 12

"What do you want Ricardio?" Bonnie spat, realising with unease that she was cornered. Ricardio put one hand against the wall, leaning in to her.

"Bonnie, Bonnie, so cold." He shook his head with amusement. Her nose wrinkled as his putrid breath reached her face, suffocating her.

"I want you Bonnibel. Don't tell me you don't miss me."

A chill ran down her spine, but she resolved to not let him realise how much he was scaring her.

"Miss what Ricardio? All I remember is you constantly asking me out after you transferred to this school, me politely declining and since then you have been stalking me. How did you even get in here?" Bonnie mentally murdered herself for thinking this guy was harmless, and therefore not mentioning his creepy vibe to anyone. She had thought that he would get over her in a few weeks, but evidently not.

"I have connections," He replied, not dazed by her outburst. "I'll ask you one more time, will you go out on a date with me?"

"Sorry but no. I said no the first time and I'm sticking with that answer." Bonnibel replied.

"Fine then. I asked nicely and now I will just take what's rightfully mine."

Bonnie's eyes widened with horror, as he pressed his lips forcefully against hers. She struggled violently but Ricardio had her pressed up against the wall and he held her tightly with one arm. Their teeth clashed painfully but this didn't deter Ricardio as he tried to stuff his tongue into her mouth. Bonnibel screamed into his mouth, until her throat throbbed in pain. Bonnie sobbed as she remembered the swim team were all in the changing rooms now, and nothing could be heard from inside the heavy doors. In her despair, she felt someone vigorously pull Ricardio's heavy weight off her body.

"What the actual fuck, is wrong with you." Bonnie heard Marceline snarl at Ricardio. The heaviness lifted from her heart when she heard that voice. Bonnie sank to the floor, curling up and closing her eyes, everything was blurry. Bonnie heard a painful crack of bones, a roar of insults and whimpers of pain.
She half-heard Marceline's outraged screams, "How dare you jump on someone more vulnerable than you? Isn't much fun when someone is attacking you is it?"

After a few minutes she felt a strong, warm arm weave around her shoulder, it was Marceline.
"Are you alright?" She asked, her steely grey eyes filled with worry.

"No-o, How? Why?" Bonnibel stuttered, unable to form speech from the shock of Ricardio attacking her mere minutes ago.

"Hey, it's okay, you don't need to talk. I checked the time and I figured something must have been up because you are never late. And then I saw that scum forcing himself on you-" A tense Marceline was interrupted by Bonnie.

"Don't Marcy, please. How did you ma-anage to overpower him?" She said in a small voice.

"Sorry Bon. Well, these skinny arms, hold quite a bit of power behind them. I got into a few fights back in Britian, so I know how to hold my own in a fight." Marceline carried Bonnie up to her feet, "you okay to walk?" Bonnibel nodded but recoiled when she noticed Marceline's left fist coated with blood. She took her fist and cradled it, wondering if it was Marceline's blood or…

"He had to pay." She answered quietly, replying to Bonnie's unasked question.

"Where is he?" Bonnie questioned, not seeing him anywhere.

"I took care of it, Princess," Marceline looked into Bonnie's sea-eyes deeply, "let's just say he won't be bothering you again. Not on my watch."

For once, in the sombre mood, ignoring the nickname, Bonnie replied, "He asked me out late last year, and I said no, like I do to every guy because I don't have time for men when I have so many responsibilities," Marceline listened carefully, "he started to follow me around after that, asking me on a date whenever he had the opportunity. I thought it was fine, I thought that he would move on.], and if he didn't I thought I would be able to protect myself. I was so overconfident in myself… look where that led me. He must have been waiting for the perfect opportunity." Bonnie finished, tears falling from her face.

"Oh, Bonnie." Marceline sighed, sorrowfully. "This isn't your fault. How were you to know he was a total jack-arse lunatic?" She hugged her friend tightly, never seen her so distraught before, "do you want to leave this place?" Bonnie nodded in conformation.

"Well let's get you changed then, you won't last a minute outside in your swimsuit and jacket."

"Thank you Marceline." Bonnie touched Marceline's check softly.

Marceline looked at her quizzically, "for what?"

"For saving me, you're like my guardian angel." Bonnibel smiled warmly, her heart filled with gratitude, Marceline grinned back, pleased but not convinced.

"Me, an angel? Hardly."

"Fine then, you can be my guardian demon." Bonnie giggled as Marceline lit up in excitement.

"That sounds about right."

"Either way, thanks to you, my suffering was cut short. Who knows what that maniac would have tried if you had not caught him." Bonnie managed with a cracked voice.

Marceline looked away, blushing, "It was nothing, really-"

Bonnie caught her gaze sternly, "It was something. It was courageous and brave."

Bonnibel pressed her lips to Marceline's forehead gently, "thank you."

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