Breakup
“I’m so glad that I woke up! I’m sick of living under your thumb! I’m so glad that I woke up, I don’t really care about your stupid Candy Kingdom!”
Marceline floated down to the glass people as I watched her, and I couldn’t believe what that girl had just pulled. “Seriously?” I asked, and Marceline just looked away from me.
“Fine, we’re done.” I told her. I turned around, teared up, and ran off to the Marrow. As soon as I hopped on, I just flew off without a care of how Macreline would get home. As the marrow flew up, I sighed as she layed on the Marrow’s back, looking up at the mid-blue sky. I raised my arm over my eyes as tears began to fall, and the next thing I knew, I was crying. I was crying so much, I didn’t want to break up with Marceline, but she was acting so much like a jerk I had no choice.
I cried all the way till I got to the Candy Kingdom, and as I got off the marrow, I continued to cry. Until Peppermint Butler, and a few other candy people, saw her. “M'lady, are you ok? Did something happen to you, or Marceline?” When Pep But looked over on the marrow, he realized that it was just me that had come home, no Marceline.
“Wait a minute,” he continued, “where’s Marceline? She didn’t come home with you?” My tears started coming up again, I didn’t want to cry in front of Peppermint Butler, but right now, it was almost impossible. “S-she didn’t come back with me,” I looked down at the ground, holding my arms together while trying so hard not to cry again. “But why though?”
“I left her there because…” I couldn’t manage to get the words out fully, instead, I just cried again. And that’s when Pep But realized. So he walked closer to me and caressed my back for comfort for a minute before escorting me to my room.
Meanwhile, I was balling out, and I couldn’t stop crying. I’ve known Marceline for a very, very long time. When we were younger, Marcy had performed a small concert, and I had decided to check it out. I watched as Marcy performed, and I was inspired by her music. I watched every single detail while she sang. I loved her music, I loved the concert, I loved her voice. Everything about that concert was perfect–and it was just about to get better.
Marceline had noticed in the crowd, wide eyed and mesmerized by her music, and that’s when she came up with an idea. Marcy started getting hot on stage; a couple sweat marks running down her forehead. When she did get hot, she took off her t-shirt. The design was a couple of little marshmallow’s that had x’s for the eyes, poked through sticks while a snake was sliding between them. After she took off her shirt, she threw it right at me, which landed right on my face. I grabbed it and looked right up at Marcy.
Marceline kept her eyes on me and as she saw me look up to her, she winked at me, and I smiled warmly and blushed a bit. And ever since that day Marcy gave me that shirt, I’ve been wearing it as a pajama shirt every morning, always smelling her scent because of how much I loved it, how much I loved her. Thinking about that memory just made me cry more; I needed to stop crying. I had been crying for a couple hours. So I wiped my tears and sat up and just sat there on my bed.
There was a knock at the door. “Come in!” I yelled, and behind the door was Pep But, holding some tea for me to hopefully help me feel a bit better. “Here you go, princess. I brought you some tea.” I grabbed the glass cup, Pep But knew how much I was going through right now, and he’d do anything to help me get through this. “Thanks Peps.” I told him, my voice sounding a little hoarse. He bowed, and walked off to let me have my alone time.
I sipped my cup of tea and set it on my nightstand afterwards. I started to feel a bit better. I wiped my eyes to get the rest of my tears away, but more just kept coming. I did feel a bit better but I knew that this was gonna be a while till I got over this. I laid down and covered myself with the sheets and blanket. Tears started to form in my eyes once again. I tried so hard not to cry, but I couldn’t help it. Tears ran down my cheeks as they started to form a slightly dark red color. They ran all the way down until it made little wet stains on my bed sheets. But I didn’t seem to care at that point. But I also knew that I had to get some sleep. So, I shifted around till she got comfortable, then got sleepy quickly due to how much I had cried.
I knew that crying would make me sleepy. It happens to a lot of people. Then as more tears ran down my cheeks, my eyes started to close as I started drifting into a deep sleep.