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Marshall's P.O.V

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2 months later

I sat over the toilet, clutching the sides and releasing all the contents in my stomach, which had been a lot. I had been craving weird things lately and it was so confusing.

The things I were craving were so weird. Yea, that's the only word I have for them.

Weird.

Cream puffs with ketchup. Rice with cotton candy and mustard. AND THEY TASTED GOOD.

I groaned and I fell back against the wall.

Gumball was in his office and he had been in there an awful lot. Even at night. My thoughts were getting ahead of me because I would always say he's getting tired of me, that I was merely just a person he used for 'fun.'

That I was never good enough.

I got too boring.

I was too depressing.

I was ugly.

That being a vampire is disgusting.

I sobbed and big fat tears rushed down my cheeks as I flushed the toilet.

"Just another fling, Marshall. Just another nobody," I sobbed to myself.

I shook my head. "No, Gumball loves me."

I stood up and walked back into our room, lying down on the bed. I ran my fingers over the sheets.

Maybe it's because I'm too fat.

I stood up once again and walked to the wall mirror, turning sideways and lifting my shirt up. My eyes widened at the obvious bump there.

They filled with tears as I scratched at my stomach.

"OF COURSE HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE!" I screamed.

"You should just leave," I said after silence filled the room. I nodded. "It's best."

I wiped at my eyes as I floated over to my other shirts and jeans, picking them up and walking out onto his balcony. I released a shaky sigh as I looked back into my lover's bedroom.

"It's best," I whispered again.

Then I headed to my home.

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Gumball's P.O.V

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I sat in the corner of my office while sobs echoed through the room. I clutched my shirt and trembled. I was so stressed I didn't know what to do.

So many crimes were happening in the Kingdom, I couldn't handle it. I needed to see Marshall.

I got up and walked out of my office, sobs still making their way out of my mouth as I opened my door, only to find an empty room.

I looked in the bathroom, but he wasn't there.

"Marshall?" I whispered shakily.

I looked all around the room and found that the clothes he left on the floor weren't there. I noticed the balcony doors open.

"Oh Glob," I sobbed as I put a hand over my mouth. "He left me." My chest started hurting, and that's how I knew he had left.

I put my hand over my heart and sobbed loudly as I walked onto the balcony.

"I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"

"I'M NEVER GOOD ENOUGH!"

I screamed into the air and pulled at my hair.

I swung my legs over the balcony and looked down, the ground so far. I closed my eyes as nausea swept over me.

"He could be just running off somewhere for an errand," I mumbled to myself.

"Why would he take his clothes then?" I gripped the railing tightly and pushed myself forward.

"I love you, Marshall."

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