He's Not That Bad

Chapter 27 - Staying at The Hospital

Marinettes pov

         After talking to Adrien for a while, I figured I should go home. Something didn't feel right though... I was having Dejavu, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was that I was having dejavu about. My stomach was still churning though, and my chest was fluttering. This was going to be bad. I just knew it. I called my mom and had her pick me up since it was after dark at this point, and she gladly did. Once I got home, I ate my dinner with my parents, then plopped into my bed and fell asleep almost instantly because of how exhausted I was.

Ugh.... My stomach feels gross.. why do I have that nasty gut feeling again? I thought. I opened my eyes to see Adrien infront of me asleep in the hospital again. Again? "Adrien?" I asked softly. He sat up and turned to me and hummed, but in a confused manner. "who's Adrien?" He asked cocking an eyebrow at me. That's when it hit me. That's what I was having Dejavu about. My dreams. "This is just a dream. It's not real. I'm in my head so I can do what I want." I spoke aloud to him. He looked at me as if I was insane and hummed a 'what?'. "What are you talking about? Who even are you?" He asked in confusion. I sighed heavily, rubbing my temples and shaking my head.  "I know this is just a dream! Wake up Marinette, wake up!" I muttered angrily as I began pinching my skin, but nothing happened. Well my arm stinged from the pinch, but I didn't wake up. What the hell was going on? "Adrien quit fucking with me, you know who I am and you know who you are!" I said standing up and slamming my hands on the side of his bed. He jumped back a little clearly startled by my action. Then a very loud alarm came on the sound system.

I sat up quickly breathing heavily as I shut off my alarm. Why do I keep having these dreams? I asked myself. I got out of bed and got ready for school, then ate my breakfast. "Hey mama, I have a question" I said while eating my cereal. She turned her gaze away from the dishes she was doing to catch my eyes. She hummed in reply. "Well, I keep having dreams about.. Adrien waking and having amnesia.. do you think it means anything?" I asked quietly. She let out a soft sigh and slightly smiled. "Honey, dreams are just like collages of things that happened throughout your day. So if you keep thinking he's going to have amnesia, the chances of you dreaming about it are higher" I slowly nodded as I processed that. I finished my cereal, then placed the bowl in the sink. I softly kissed my Mama's cheek as I waved bye, leaving for school.

When I got to the steps, I saw Alya and Nino waiting for me. Chloe was inside bawling her eye out, and everyone else just looked dead. I'm assuming they heard about the accident, and I'm assuming everyone was sad by it. A lot of people asked me if I was okay, and told me if I needed someone to talk to I could talk to them. All was going fine and dandy, then class begun. My teacher looked like she hadn't slept and she had been crying. Poor Miss Bustier, she really cared about Adrien. He was always very cold to everyone, but after him and I started dating and I began telling people he wasn't that bad, and that he was just misunderstood everyone began warming up to him and he began becoming happier. Until the accident. I was shaken out of my train of thought by Alya. "The teacher called your name 3 times girl. Are you okay?" Alya whispered. "Present!" I said then turned to Alya and nodded.

At lunch, I told Alya and Nino about my dreams, and my plans to see Adrien every day until he wakes up. They both seemed a little disturbed and uncomfortable with the thought of what I had seen in my dreams, and they agreed to go with me every day that they could. After school we all made our way down to the hospital to visit our beloved friend, and my boyfriend. From that day on, for the next week we all went to the hospital after school and we'd spend the afternoon there until visiting hours were over, then we'd get rides home from our parents. It repeated the same Evey day, until Saturday night. I had a gut feeling that I shouldn't leave, I couldn't leave. I told Alya and Nino to go ahead and leave, and that I was going to convince the nurses to let me sleep in his room with him.

Alya and Nino left, then I texted my mom letting her know I'd be spending the night at the hospital and that I'd like it if she'd bring me a backpack with a change of clothes and some of my toiletries. My mom agreed then drove down with a backpack full of everything I'd need for the rest of the night and the next morning. I talked to the staff, and luckily they were all supportive with it as long as I left the door open and the lights on. They were even nice enough to move another hospital bed in there so I didn't have to sleep in a chair! The hospital bed wasn't the most comfortable thing I've ever slept in, but it was better than the chair. I layed down next to him in my bed, then intertwined my hand with his, and with that I fell asleep.