Chloe's pov

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There she was. Laughing with her stupid friends about some stupid thing. Marinette Dupain-Cheing, my worst enemy. Or so I thought until last night.

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The sun was setting and I stood on the Eiffel tower, looking over Paris and wishing I wasn't alone. And then I wasn't. I looked over to my right and there was Marinette Dupain-Cheing. I didn't even get the chance to think "ew what is she doing here" when I noticed that she was crying. I snuck over behind a piller close enough to hear, but where I wouldn't be seen. "I should have listened to you" she was saying between cries, and I assumed she was on the phone with someone. "Luka wasn't right for me, and neither is Adrien". She continued sobbing and I found myself feeling sorry for her. Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to give her a hug. I ran silently back towards the stairs, knowing the elevator would be loud. As I was leaving though, I tripped on a stair and fell, causing a clang, and Marinette looked up. "Who's there?" She called. I said nothing and raced down as fast as I could.

When I got back home, I went straight to bed, but I couldn't sleep. I just kept seeing her. How vulnerable she looked like that.

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I blinked back to the present and realized I was staring at her. I scowled and looked away, but the memory still burned in my mind.

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