He floated into my dark room through the window. I didn't need to open my eyes to know he was here. I could feel him here. Cake was downstairs sound asleep, her tummy fat and full from dinner. I kept my eyes closed as he settled in bed next to me. His finger trailed my jaw line then snaked up to trace my lower lip. My bones shivered at his touch, but on the outside I stayed composed, keeping up with my charade of sleeping. I heard him chuckle.
"Fionna, I know you're not sleep." I tried not to smile and kept pretending.
"Hmmm. Maybe if I called that stupid Prince Gumwad she'll wake up," he teased. My eyes shot open.
"Don't joke like that," I said, pushing him away. He laughed and moved back closer to me. The crush I had on Prince Gumball, I realized, was just a cover up for the deep emotions that burned through my blood for Marshall Lee. Next to Prince Gumball I felt like I had to be a certain way, like I couldn't be completely myself. But next to Marshall…
"Oh, look the sleeping princess is awake," he said, interrupting my thoughts.
"Why are you here Marshall?"
"To take you away. Let's watch a movie at my place. Or find some blood to suck," he joked, playfully baring his fangs. Oh, glob, what I would give to have those fangs graze my neck. I felt myself begin to blush at the thought and looked away from him.
"Fionna." The way he said my name…a deep murmur. I looked up at him. He was floating above me now and began slowly lowering himself until he settled neatly on top of me.
"Yeah?" I said in a tiny voice.
He smirked. "You're turning red. I love sucking on anything red. Should I start with those rosy lips of yours?"
YES! YES! My mind screamed, but for some reason, I couldn't get the words out. My stomach was knotting up. Marshall smiled and kissed my cheek, then floated over to the window.
"You coming or what," he demanded. I hopped out the bed, putting on a fake smile for him.
What was I thinking? Marshall always teased me like this. I placed my hand in his waiting fingers and he pulled me closer to him. His scent was something of soap and a yummy citrus smell. As we floated away from the tree house, a hollow feeling began to settle in me. I wanted him so badly, but I doubted Vampire King of the Nightosphere wanted me. I was just his human toy. Sighing, I closed my eyes and embraced the pain.
Suddenly, I felt him hold me closer. "You know, love, I'm glad I have you in my life. Whatever it is that's bothering you, it'll all work out soon enough."
There was a hidden tone in his voice. Almost like he knew why I was sad…
I inhaled his scent, letting it wash away the pain.