Betrayal

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For Maribat March: Day 7 Theme: Betrayal

Marijon

Both are 16

Lady Noire's green eyes shone brighter with the tears daring to spill at any second while she ran across the rooftops of Paris alone. In her hands, a phone she attempted to dial a number on. Repeatedly she punched in +1(xxx)xxx-xxxx finally getting the numbers correct. Thankfully the recipient answered quickly, and Noire slowed down.

"Nettie?" the voice on the other side questions.

"Hey," the girl says with her voice cracking, "I need help in Paris, it's getting worse."

"I can be there now."

"How about tomorrow?"

"Okay tomorrow."

"Thank you."

She hung up the phone and de-transformed.

"Plagg, I need you to watch out for akumas," Marinette asks her kwami.

"Don't worry kitten, if any even try to come near you I'll cataclysm them. You just focus on yourself right now," Plagg says, causing Marinette to let out a soft giggle between the small sobs. And for now it was good enough for Plagg.

Marinette let out more sobs that became increasingly louder and more painful, she was draining all her emotions and it felt good. It felt nice to let herself fully feel even if all the emotions hurt. She sits there for an hour before she is ready to continue. Plagg joins her and they go home.

The next morning she wakes up and continues like she would any normal day, except it wasn't a normal day. Marinette gets ready and heads to school putting on her fake smile and avoiding eye contact with everyone throughout the day. After all, most of them were traitors anyways.

Eventually, the school day ended and she ignored everyone asking her questions. Once she stepped out of the school she found herself in a bone-crushing hug. Followed by a kiss on the forehead.

"Nettie," he said.

"Thank you for coming, Jon," Marinette said, melting in his arms, "But we should talk somewhere else."

"Okay lead the way."

Together the two found their place on a rooftop.

"What's up Nettie?"

"Bug betrayed me, they all did."

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