Chapter 11

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(This is way longer than the other chapters, just warning you.)


I arrive home and open the door to my bedroom. I try to calmly walk into my room but I end up collapsing on the floor. I hug my knees as tears fall down my face. I cover my mouth with my hand to prevent anyone from hearing my sobs. I feel like I'm crying so much, it hurts. I make eye contact with Plagg for a quick second, he doesn't try to cheer me up this time. He knows that I just need to let it out.

I look around, everything looks blurry from the tears. I never realized how many pictures of Marinette and Ladybug I had until now. My sadness turns to anger. My anger grows as I'm still sitting on the floor of my bedroom. I get up and walk around my room, looking at each photo. I grab a photo off the wall and smash it on the ground as a tear falls down my face. I grab all the other reminders of her and stuff them in a box in my closet.

I walk over to my bed and fall onto it, I bury my face in my pillow. "Why? Why me?" I ask myself for what feels like the 1000th time.

something soft hits my hand as I move it around. I look to see a little pink stuffed bear holding a heart. A memory appears in my head. Marinette and I are at the carnival, I spent most of my money trying to win her a stuffed animal. She decided to play the game and beat it on the first try. When she gets the stuffed animal she hands it to me. "Here, for you" she says to me with a smile. A big smile appears on my face as I take it from her.

I stare at the bear for a moment, I pick it up and throw it across my room, watching as the bear hits my window and falls on the ground.

I lay back down on my bed facing the ceiling, my legs and arms are stretched out. I feel a vibration from my phone in my pocket. I don't reach for it, I wait for the vibrating to stop. Once it stops it starts again. I groan and reach for the phone, I see a photo of me and Marinette on my screen. The word "M'lady" in the middle. I hesitate, not knowing whether to answer it or not. My finger stays centimeters away from the screen. I pause there until the vibrating stops and her picture disappears. I drop the phone and lay back down. My eyes start to feel heavy, they slowly close as I get more and more sleepy.

I woke up the next morning in my clothes from yesterday, my hair is still a little damp from the rain last night. My face feels sticky and uncomfortable from the dried tears. My eyes are puffy and red. I look over at my alarm clock and see that it's 11am. I don't react to the fact I slept in, even if I could get in trouble. Nathalie opens the door to my bedroom.

"Good you're awake. Get up Adrien, you slept in enough"

"I'm not feeling well, can I stay home?" I ask her with a raspy voice.

"I'll go speak to your father." She closes the door and I listen to her footsteps getting farther and farther.

I get up and walk to my bathroom. I turn the sink on and splash cold water on my face. I look in the mirror as I wipe my face with a towel. I stare at myself in the mirror, trying to smile but not being able to bring myself to do it. I put my head down and walk back to my bed, I sit down on the edge of it and remove my jacket and jeans. I lay back in my bed and move under my blankets, I'm too unmotivated to get up and do anything. I spend all day in bed, I have a hard time doing it but I manage to get one meal in.

The next day goes by the same. I lay there doing nothing. Not even thinking, sometimes I go on my phone but most of the time I stare at my ceiling. Plagg has tried to cheer me up many times but it obviously hasn't worked. I hate seeing the people around me worry so much about me, but it's too hard to live my life right now. I don't know how I'm supposed to face Marinette at school tomorrow, I can't fake being sick since that's what I've been doing for the last 2 days. I soon realized that I'm going to have to see Luka. I wish he never came to this school. I hate how I felt bad for treating him rudely, he obviously deserved it the whole time.

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