Suicidal pt.2

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Marshall's P.O.V
I got there, they said her room was 204 I went to her room, I bought her some blue roses.... I started to sing the song when my mother died 🎶you'er never gonna love me, so what's the use? What's the point in playing a game your gonna lose? What's the point in saying you love me like a friend?whats the point in saying it's never gonna end?Your to proud to say that you made a mistake your a coward til' the end I don't wanna admit but we're not gonna fit no, I'm not the type that you like. Why don't we just pretend,lies don't wanna know,don't wanna know. I can't let you go,can't let you go🎶I wiped away a tear "that was so beautiful Marshall" I thought I was hearing things, I looked at Fionna she was looking at me I started to cry "why babe, why would you do this" I wanted a good answer
"I wanted to feel something else rather then sadness" my eyes widened then I hugged her tight there was a knock on the door "hello I'm doctor blaze and I just came to tell you she's alright and she can be out tomorrow,oh! And she needs to change her band aids 3 times a week" I was happy and sad at the same time when he left I looked at he band aids you can see that the work 'perfect'. As we chatted there was a knock on the door it was cake from the glasses store "F-Fionna"

Fionna's P.O.V
I hear Marshall sing for the first time.....when I woke up I was hooked up to a machine and the memory of cutting perfect in my arm as I heard Marshall stop singing "Marshall that was beautiful" I said he looked around and saw that I was awake "why babe why would you do this" he said in a serious tone "I wanted to feel something else rather then sadness" he hugged me tight there was a knock on the door its was the doctor "hello I'm Doctor Blaze and I just came in to say that she alright and she can be out by tomorrow oh! She need to change her band aid 3 times a week" I was so glade but sad at the same time. I was glad that I get to go home but I'm sad that Marshall had to go though this, the doctor left my vision got blurry by my tears brushing down my face "h-hey don't cry what's wrong babe" "I'm sorry I'm so sorry" "for what?" "For making you go though all of this its my fault" "Hey! Don't say that it's not your fault" he picked up my chin inches away as we kissed ~skip time~ as we where walking out of the hospital there where a bunch of people that had cameras and microphones "oh great she's here" "what? what's wrong babe" "my mom is here and she's really famous" "how is that a bad thing?" "A lot of people are out there what do you think" he actually had a point

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