Where did you go?

20~ Packing up

(Marinette's POV)

I ended up going to Alya's room right after leaving the bathroom. I'm still in my bathing suit because I didn't get a chance to change into my pajamas before everything happened. I don't care. I can come back to get my clothes in the morning. I slept on the floor on top of a couple of sheets and pillows that Alya set up for me. It was calming, but I hardly got any sleep in. I just kept thinking and thinking. My brain kept running with no stop. I had so many questions but no answers to any of them. Eventually, I fell asleep really late and only got like 2 hours of sleep. It's enough I guess. 

Once I wake up, Alya sits beside me and looks at me with worry in her eyes. 

"Goodmorning", she says. "How did you sleep?"

I sigh and shake my head.

"Not good. I could barely sleep after what happened", I reply.

"Marinette... what did happen? Did you and Adrien fight or something?"

"Not exactly. Luka and I broke up yesterday."

"What? I thought he was back in Paris. Did you guys break up over text or something?"

"No. He came as a surprise but he ended up walking in on Adrien and me."

Her mouth opens with a gasp as she tries to fit the pieces together.

"No... stop- Were you and Adrien?-"

I sit up and shake my head quickly. 

"No, we weren't doing anything. I wouldn't anyways. He was... he was leaning in to kiss me. I was shocked, so I didn't have a reaction. At that same time when it looked like we were about to kiss, Luka walked in with some roses, trying to surprise me", I say.

"Oh my god. Did he like- give you a chance to explain?", she asks curiously. 

"Nope. He just threw the flowers and beat up Adrien. After beating him up, he crushed the flowers on the floor and then broke up with me."

She gasps and frowns.

"I'm so sorry girl", she says as she pulls me into a hug. 

I hug her back tightly and we pull away after a couple of seconds.

"He's probably still here, maybe with Juleka or something. You can still find him to go talk to him", she suggests.

"I want to explain and apologize, but I don't think he's going to take me back, Alya. I don't want to hurt him anymore. He's too good for that. He came all the way here for me. Imagine walking in on that? I would've reacted the same way."

"Honestly, same. How's Adrien?"

"I don't know. I helped him clean up his wounds and the flowers, but I left the room without telling him anything. I don't know how to feel about him right now. I don't know whether to feel bad for him or to be mad at him. I'm just... so confused."

Alya hesitates before asking me another question.

"Do you... still like him? I mean, he did try to kiss you. So obviously he has something for you, no?"

I sigh.

"I think I do. I just don't know how to feel. I love Luka, but I don't imagine a future with him. I've tried to but I just can't. Adrien... he's always been there. I'm just afraid to express my love for him because I'm scared he'll leave again. I know I love him."

"I don't want to rush you... but you have to choose either one or the other before you have none. I love you so much girl and I'll be here for you no matter who you pick."

"Same for you girl. I think... I pick Adrien. I have to find Luka. I need to talk to him. He deserves an explanation."

(Adrien's POV)

I wake up sprawled on the bed. I lift my head to look at the time but flinch at the pain from my face. After stretching, I get up and head to the bathroom. I look like absolute shit. I'm not complaining and I'm not mad either. I completely deserve it for the crap I pulled yesterday. I ruined a relationship and lost my friendship with Marinette, or at least that's what it looks like. There's just a normal cut on my eyebrow but my bottom lip is a little swollen at the corner. I don't know how I'm going to hide this from the teachers, either. I don't want Luka to get in trouble. 

I sigh and get ready for the day. Plagg waits for me in the corner of the bathroom, munching on some cheese. 

"Will your father be mad at you because of your face?", he asks.

Oh shit. 

I'm a model. I have a photoshoot in a couple of days and we go home today. My father is going to kill me.

"Yeah, he's going to be pissed. I have no idea what I'm gonna tell him", I reply.

"Well, you've gotten cataclysmed in the ribs before and you're perfectly fine! This is nothing", he says.

"True."

"So where did your little girlfriend go?"

I sigh and purse my lips.

"To Alya's room. She probably hates me. After yesterday, I completely ruined my own chances of ever having a chance with her."

"You did try to kiss her when she had a boyfriend, so it's a high chance."

I nod my head and walk to the main room to pack all of my stuff. Yesterday, they gave us a schedule to be downstairs to be ready to go back to Paris. We have less than two hours left and Marinette hasn't even shown up to grab her stuff. I'm worried, but I know she's okay. She's with Alya. Or, she's maybe with Luka. They're probably going to get back together. School is going to be hell after this.

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