A/N: What's up guys? Lol, Chapter 5... It's a very... Prosperous chapter! Well, not really this one. It's a bit shorter than the other chapters, kind of like the last chapter. Hopefully not, teehee! I gots to start working on WBT again, but I've been so in love with this story of mine!
Disclaimer: I own nada~!
Chapter 5- Shoot Me Down...
(Gumball's Point Of View)
With a loud gasp, I had awoken from my heavenly dream... But I didn't yet open my eyes. Gulping, I thought back over my dream, thinking over every second so that I could remember it clearly later when 'Jacx' came around. So that even though I may have been toyed with, at least I could think about Marshall, to cushion the blow... I exhaled deeply, hoping that when I opened my eyes, I'd be in my bed, in my bedroom, sighing, knowing that I'd have to go off to do my morning Royal duties in just a minute. Fionna might visit and pull me into one of her little 'adventures' and I could have fun, distracting myself from my obligations, taking away my inabitions...
At that moment, I realized how grateful I should be for my life before. Even though I may have had an over bearing responsibility as Prince, I most certainly had fun. With Fionna, with Cake, even with Ice Queen, and especially with Marshall Lee. Oh grod, how I wish I could go back in time and change whatever caused me and Marshall Lee to stop being friends... I wish I could remember better, even. It was so long ago, I think when I first met him, the castle was still being built. It was quite a throwback. I just tried to think back on my dream.
The silly fantasy, seeing me and Marshall young, clearly confused with ourselves. The feeling of his skin lingered on my fingers, almost like it had actually happened... Almost in a reminiscant form... Wait...
What if these dreams I'm having are actually memories? Real happening events that've happened with me and Marshall Lee long long ago?! There was no way... Surely I'd remember such activity clearly... Or perhaps, it was something I had wanted to forget? I wanted to think of this clearly.
Was he perhaps too embarrassed to tell me, or anybody that he liked males as well? There was no way. Marshall tended to not care what other teens in school thought of him. Heather was such an open minded accepting mother, there was no way she had an issue with it... Was he worried what my parents would think? My parents had not even liked Marshall Lee in the first place, he was a bad influence on me... Marshall loved to gloat about that. But if they had found out that he was attracted to the male anatomy, than they certainly would have kicked him to the curb... Not that I would've let them.
My parent's were not close-minded, per-say. They just tended to 'stick to tradition'. Men shall lay with Women. I had no objections. However if I had learned I was homosexual when they were around, and told them, I can only imagine what there reaction would have been. Maybe I wasn't as homo as I am now, back than... But than again, if that's the case, the idea of my dreams being my memories is non-void. Clearly, this is something I've dealt with since I was little. Maybe I only 'thought' I had never thought sexually of another male, because I had forgotten ever feeling it.
Maybe it was as if... It was just Marshall Lee..? Only recently had I fully realized I was Homo, after the proper research. I think I had realized, after looking at Marshall Lee today... And longing for him.
Oh glob, how pathetic. I had built a disgust for the boy, and yet I was still attracted to him all along, yet I couldn't even remember the relationship we may have had before. Why did it work that way? Why wouldn't I just confess to myself I loved him, or at least had a hopeless crush on him? Maybe because I had so much to build a hatred for him, and him me... Why did it have to happen in the first place?
I guess the best way I could put this to myself is in chronological order...
Me and Marshall Lee became best friends hundreds of years ago, being the bestest of friends, nobody could tear us apart.
Eventually, our friendship turned into something a little bit more, experimental, lets say... How long had things been like that?
Than, something had to of happened to tear us apart.
After that, me and him never spoke again. And through the years, it was as if we had forgotten what we were ever before, and we trained ourselves to basically hate each other. We both wanted to forget, maybe. But I know myself... There's something that I may not have known in order to not remember it at this very second.
Was it me that did something? Or was it him? It couldn't have been him... Why would he try so hard to push me away now? When I had invited him to the Biannual Gumball Ball the other year, he showed up... But said nothing. I'm quite sure I was pist about that. Perhaps without being his best friend anymore, I had allowed myself to finally be annoyed at his childish antics. I always knew how he was, and normally laughed at the things he had done to piss other people off... I guess I was nailed on that list, I suppose. Welp, his methods sure work.
He pulled those damn faces with Fionna... Always flirting on her... They were just the power couple, weren't they? She was so naive. He had bossed her around so much, she just became pilant to his commands, became his pet... That pist me off even more. The fact that her and Marshall Lee even hung out. It was obvious he had FEELINGS for the girl! I mean, he went to Lumpy Space Princes stupid party with her, and decided to ditch me... Why else would he do that? Duh. To show me Fionna was his, and I could never be happy in love... Again, perhaps. Not that I even liked the girl, she was a girl after all, but it was humiliating to be subjected to the petty love triangle... Love triangle I let myself be in, having feelings for Marshall Lee...
But I tried my best to avoid him, sometimes it was HIM who came to me for help! The nerve! Although, I never thought of it like that... I thought of it like he was a stranger. How much had I willingly forgotten about us? Or perhaps, deep down, I had remembered it all, and dreamed of having it all back. I wanted Marshall Lee back, because I wanted to pick up where we left off... Maybe...? But clearly, he did not... Maybe he remembered it all... Maybe he despised me for real, that I had pushed him to do stuff like that with me, and he didn't want that...?
I exhaled deeply, clenching my eyes closed one last time, before slowly opening them.
What the...? I was no longer trapped in the seat... I was somewhere else... The white faded, and I was in a breezy green field. The grass blew with the wind, shimmering in the suns light. I looked up. The sky was white and blue, perhaps the brightest I've ever seen it... I looked up front, to see Marshall Lee standing there, staring off into the horizon.
Oh my glod, it was Marshy... Tears fell from my eyes, as I ran toward him, yelling, "Marshy, I missed you!" I cried, as he turned to me, smirking, blushing even. He looked absolutely captivating. I could sit and stare at him for several eternity's. He giggled, walking up toward me. What was he doing? Whatever it looked like, I loved it.
"Missed you too Gummy~!" He said flirtily, but laughed right afterwards. His laugh... It was like a song on the radio that plays, that you tell your friends is annoying and you can't stand it... But when you're alone, you play it on repeat almost always. I laughed, jumping with my arms outstretched to hold him in them. He caught me... Sort of. I'd fallen over top of him, as we both landed on the grass gently. We rolled around in bliss, him over top of me. I grinned, sneakily throwing him over so that I was on top of him.
"Hahaha, alright Gummy, you wi-" He began, but halted. I looked down at him with longing eyes. His unbuttoned flannel slipped off from his chest slightly. I slowly blurred off, as I took off his flannel for him. He told me without words to do it. I moaned at the feeling of his chest.
"... Gummy, I love you..." He said, eyes staring longingly into mine. I began to speak- but a question had formed into my head.
"... Marshall... How are you in the sun right now?"
I shook my head, my vision, or... Partly a dream, it is. I've been having them so often! I've been so hot, perhaps a mirage? I don't even know... But I wasn't asleep when that had happened. I sighed, opening my eyes. Of course. Still in this glob forsaken room. I sighed, wishing I could go back to sleep, or imagine hard, or whatever worked... Why was I doing this now, anyways?
I suppose I've never masturbated before... And what from I've researched, it's a needed thing to do as well! But why now, of all times, was I so willing to...? Perhaps it was all the alone time... What is wrong with me. I sighed, looking over at Marshys shirt... I wanted to wear it again, so badly... It was comforting, it made me feel safe, like Marshall was going to come for me... It was a turn on. I don't know how, but I managed to come to just wearing it! I don't know why my body worked so weirdly.
I looked up at the milder ceiling I have grown to love the most out of this room. It was night. I'd be expecting to see 'Jacx' soon... Pfft, Jacx. What kind of name was that? It sounded like a poor attempt at an evil villians name... Pfft, maybe it was. Who even was the guy? Suddenly, I had realized just how much I had to go to the bathroom. I had to urinate like a hose that has been folded in the middle, just waiting to outburst when the child finally unfolds it... If that makes sense.
Great. I was doomed to peeing myself. Who knows, maybe it would wash off the dried up sperm... Good lord, I was filthy. Hopefully none of the 'men' took off my pants. I'd be so humiliated for them to see that I, in fact, wear females underwear... What? I can't help myself, they suit me the best! And they feel the most comfortable!
Suddenly, I heard footsteps. It was Jacx... Yep, called it. The Demon giggled eagerly, jumping and clapping at the sight of me.
"I've missed my Gumball!" He giggled, walking up, licking the side of my face. I just kept a straight face, even though I wanted him dead. He pursed his red lips at me, tickling under my chin. "Did my love miss me?"
"Please let me off of this chair, I have to use the bathroom." I said calmly, only letting some slight kindness in my tone of voice escape my dry vocal chords. The bastard giggled, tickling under my chin even more.
"Only if you say 'May I please, Daddy?" He said in a purr. There was no way in hell that I was going to say something as ficticious and perverse as that. No way in the NightO'sphere in which the bastard must have came from. I looked at him with a straight annoyed face. "If you don't, I guess my baby is going to have an accident, huh?" His words made no sense to be, but they made me feel so little and weak. What was his deal? First I was his pet, than his 'love' and now his baby? What's next? His 'boo'?!
"... You are not my 'daddy' and I will not call you such. You just want me to call you that so you're sexually satisifed." I growled. "You are a sick bastard, and I don't care what you really want from me, like it or not, I will NEVER love you." I spat, crying slightly. I was sick of this man. I wanted to just break free, and gouge his four eyes out of his head. The sickening bastard. The demon looked shocked at my words. Good. So long as he knew I meant them. He giggled slightly, tilting his head.
"You'll never love me...? But why? I'm the only one who's ever cared about you, Gumball." He said, placing a hand on my cheek. What in the heck was he talking about? "All you ever were to anybody was the Prince. Your citizens took you for granted, Fionna simply humored you... She never was your friend she simply felt bad for you... They all did. Nobody had ever truly cared about you, ever... Not even your fucking dearest Marshall Lee." Bitterly, he spat. I looked away, mouth a jar. I didn't sob, I didn't whimper, but tears fell from my eyes. What he was saying had to be bullshit... Right?
"You try so hard to rule a kingdom, but all your citizens talk about you, gossiping, about how pathetic your situation is. Marshall Lee doesn't miss you, silly. He never did... He's with Fionna now..." He laughed, kneeling beside me to match my height on the damn seat. He kissed my cheek, all I could do is stand with an open mouth, shocked.
"You know NOTHING! You don't know me, you don't know anybody else for that matter! You don't know what I feel!" I cried out, lunging toward him in my seat, hand cuffs grinding against it. "... You bastard. You don't really know anything... You don't know who I am, who any of my friends are, and you most CERTAINLY do not know Marshy!" At this, his two left eyes twitched.
"...Aah... So, I do not know Marshall Lee Abedeer, huh...? Oh no, I don't know him... I don't know that he dropped out of high school," I remember that now... "I don't remember that he snuck into band camp with you," I remember that! "And I don't know that you and him beat up that bully Carman Carmell Apple Jr. In the cafeteria."
I gasped, averting my eyes from him. Who was this guy? I knew I was onto something. He must have known me and Marshall, some way, some how. But what did we do to him? Was it just me? Was it Marshall Lee? Marshall Lee always did have crazy connections... But, a higher up in the Lich Queen Followers?! How could Marshall explain himself on this one?! What... The Actual... Fuck?! "Listen here, you bastard! I don't know what you want from me, but you let me go right now damn it! You're simply wasting my ti-" I was halted in my speech, by the sound of running fluid... I looked down, as I had seen I had started pissing myself... How great. The Royal Prince, pissing himself like a baby. Of course, Jacx had just laughed at me.
"Ahahahahaaa! Let you go?! Why, my baby isn't ready to leave me! He's hardly even potty trained yet!" He mocked. Laughed his sweet hearty laugh away, echoing in the room. I couldn't help but cry. I couldn't help but feel defenseless. I felt like an actual baby... It was shameful. Pathetic. I wouldn't even mind being treated like this by Marshy... I just wanted to be let go.
"...Why? Why are you treating me like this?" I sobbed, looking at up at him, eyes covered in tears. He frowned slightly, kneeling infront of me, ignoring the dripping urine.
"... I know exactly what you want, my love... I'm simply giving you what you want..." He giggled, tickling under my chin. I simply whined, bringing my head forward, begging for him to hold me. I just wanted him to love me now, as I felt like what he had said was true, that nobody else cared but him. I whined so much, I looked so sad. I was begging for my capturers affection, giving in... Because if I kept feeling this emptiness, I'd want nothing more than to die. To end this loneliness, because I didn't want to die alone. I didn't care about his backstory, about how he tied in with anything or anyone anymore.
I looked up, sobbing, pleading for him with my eyes. By the looks of him, he wanted to give me the affection I begged for. He was frowning uncontently, as if contemplating if it would be smart to or not. He tried to say something, but he couldn't get it out. He closed his eyes, and walked out.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed, trying to go after him, pulling against the bolted seat, kicking and screaming. I wanted him to love me, to take me off this seat, to caress me and tell me that he loved me, even though everybody else didn't... From what he said... What he said couldn't have been true, couldn't, couldn't, could not be true... People cared. Even if Marshall didn't love me, even though he may have wanted Fionna over me, I know he still cares... I know he's out there, now... He has to be, right?
And look at me now... In the same position I've been in the last two nights. Crying myself to sleep. I had thought over, in the midst of my crying, if anybody had really loved. My biggest fear was always dying alone, and by the looks of it, if I didn't submit to Jacx, that's what would happen...
So it was over... I was Jacxs' now... I know it's sad, but he'll take good care of me... He'll love me... He'll be the dominant male I've clearly longed for my whole life, he'll show me love that my parents and Marshall Lee never wanted to show me... I need him now... Because nobody else cares?...
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... No.
I was not going to fall for this facade. This trick of his. This cruel form of submission. He wanted me to feel this way. He wanted me to submit to his pervers ways, to get my self love off of him, to co-depend on him... To believe nobody else has actually 'ever really loved me'... Well fuck him. Fuck everybody. Fuck the banana guards (who clearly aren't capable of looking for a missing Prince when he's obviously missing). Fuck Fionna. Fuck Cake. Fuck Lordy. Fuck Ice Queen. And for the time being, fuck Marshall Lee. I didn't care anymore about all that. Him and Fionna can be getting married right now, I don't give a damn. Just means he was too pussy to do it when I was around. I didn't deserve this treatment, and I wasn't going to take it, or submit myself to Jacx, the bastard.
I am handsome. I have an amazing ass. I am a Prince for globs sake, and it's time I start loving myself, rather than needing anybody elses love in place of that. Fuck that. Even if I couldn't escape, I would spend every second fighting and arguing and refusing them. But from here on out, I had to play my words smart. Clearly everything I say has some form of power over these people. I was gonna put it to use, and try and break my way out of here. I didn't care if everybody else in the world hated me, I love my damn self, and for reasons those dumbasses are blind for not seeing. I was going to get the hell of this island, go home, and tell those bitches what's what. I wouldn't give up. I wouldn't, wouldn't, wouldn't, would NOT quit...
Right now, my main priority is me getting the hell out of here... No matter what me or Marshall or myself did to Jacx, if anything, to have him doing this to me, I wasn't sorry... The only thing better than getting home now, were to be killing Jacx first, for humiliating me...
A/N: And so Gumball has a break through! He's kind of like how I am now! So, what's this whole think with Jacx, Gumball, and Marshall Lee? What's the lore to it all? RnR ya'll! Hoped you loved this one!