Hugs

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Backstory: Marinette's parents fell for Lila's lies and send her away to her biological father (Bruce). They tell him that Marinette is bullying Lila and he agrees to take her in. Marinette knows their secret but they don't know hers yet. Marinette is guardian and she has the butterfly, peacock, and black cat miraculous.

Marinette's POV:

I'm currently in the car with a man named Alfred Pennyworth heading to a new home across the Atlantic Ocean to be with my biological father. My parents and friends all fell for Lila's lies and started physically harassing me. The only people I have left are the kwamis, but although I love them, they don't help much. Since Sabine told my biological father about me supposedly 'bullying' Lila, he thinks I'm some devil child he's going to have to talk some sense into.

When we arrived, I got out of the car and helped Mr. Pennyworth take my bags out. I walked up to the door and saw four boys and a man standing there with neutral expressions. I just stood there, shifting uncomfortably under their judging stares. Mr. Pennyworth must've noticed.

"Miss Marinette, would you like me to show you to your room?" Everyone turned to face him and I nodded with a small smile on my face. He was leading me inside before the man, who I assume is my father, called out my name. I was starting to get irritated, so without turning, I said, "Listen, neither of us wants me to be here so stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." Then I kept walking towards Mr. Pennyworth.

Once we reached my room, I thanked Alfred and went inside. It was a pretty room, and had lots of space for me and the kwamis. I locked the door and let the kwamis out before collapsing on my bed, crying into a pillow.

I felt all the kwamis come hover over to me. It was Tikki who spoke up. "Marinette what's wrong?" She asked, worry lacing her voice. I turned to look at her and all the other kwamis, trying to contain my sobs.

"It's not fair Tikki. First it was my classmates, then my friends, then my parents, and now my biological father. Why does nobody believe me? Why can't anyone just hear my side of the story? Do people really think I would bully someone that bad because of jealousy? Does everyone think that about me? Why can't just one person believe me? I just want someone to be there for me and have my back and hear my side of the story before going to believe everything someone else says. Everyone back in Paris knew me for at least years and they all chose to believe someone they hadn't even known for months. It that all I'm worth to them? Just some girl who gives them free stuff?" I was full on crying, but I didn't care.

Everyone turned on me for someone they hadn't even known for months. Hell, even my parents, the people who raised me, believed some random stranger. I just wanted someone, one person, to believe me. I saw the kwamis exchanging worried glances, but I couldn't care less.

"Mari, is there anything we can do to help you?" One of the kwamis asked. I couldn't tell who. I thought about it for a moment. Since this ever started, I just wanted someone to believe me and for that person to hug me and tell me everything would be okay. That's what I wanted. A hug.

"I just want a hug from someone who actually believes me and for someone to tell me that everything will be fine. Even if I know it's not true." The kwamis visibly saddened, except for Plagg. It didn't surprise me, Plagg wasn't really one for emotions. I saw him whisper something to Tikki, and she beamed at him and tackled him into a hug. Who knew Plagg could make Tikki be so happy?

Tikki came up to me and said, "Maybe I can give you a hug? It would help you a lot and I can tell you really need it." She said with hope in her voice. I smiled softly at her and held my hands out for her to sit. She gently sat in my hands and I brought my hands up to my face where she hugged by cheek. I felt her wipe some of my tears. It wasn't really a big hug, but I know it meant a lot to both me and her. When I brought my hands back down, I smiled down at her.

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