My Fault

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Dear Diary,

He's gone. He's gone and it's all my fault. Just when things started to get good. When I realized the feelings I had for him all along. I was going to tell him. I was going to tell him, but now it's too late. He's gone. Cat Noir is gone. 

The day before he died we were sitting at a lake, watching the sunset, as Marinette and Cat Noir. He didn't know I was Ladybug and at the time I didn't know he was Adrien. Adrien Agreste. The boy I had been longing for, and now, he's gone.

That night at the lake was when I admitted to myself I had feelings for him. We had been hanging out for a while, but I never truly admitted the feelings I had for him. My head was resting on his shoulder as he held me tight. Oh what I would give to feel his touch one last time. To hear his voice just once more. 

I wish I could do it all over. I wish he was still here. But he's gone. 


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