Sandboy 2.0

2.1

~10 years later~

Marinette's POV:

"Everything you say to me is confidential under law, Marinette. In order for this to work, you must have trust. Trust in me, trust in yourself, and trust in your consciousness," Dr. Forbes says on a chair next to me, studying me laying on her loveseat.

I've been seeing her a little. First, we were discussing my goals with hypnotherapy, then we began preparing. I keep on trying to relax but it feels impossible. I'm still uncertain I want to do this, and it's holding me back.

"Remember what we talked about, Marinette. What do you want to do?"

"I want to see him again."

"Good, now focus on that."

The clock is ticking.

Loud ticks that cloud my brain.

What am I thinking about?

Crap I'm supposed to focus...

To focus...

To...

Where the hell am I?

This room's white.

I've never been here before.

I look at my clothes. They're different?

"Mari."

I look up.

"I love you."

He's looking straight at me, the other side of the room

"...Chat?"

"I'll love you forever."

He has a small cataclysm in his hand.

He reaches it towards his heart.

"Wait Chat I-"

He moves his hand,

And just like that,

Everything is white.

"I need to talk to you."

I open my eyes.

I'm right where I was, in therapy.

I sit up.

"I don't know if I want to do that again," I say, avoiding eye contact.

I'm not sad.

I'm not even crying, 

I just feel...

Empty.

I feel empty now.

"Okay, Marinette," Dr. Forbes puts her hand on my shoulder.

"We'll take it bit by bit."

I flash her a smile, but it's ingenuine.

I feel pathetic.

This time was worse than all the others. I got nothing out of that, I just feel emptier.

I just wanted to forget.

I want to forget.

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Adrien's POV:

"MARRINEEETTE, MY LOVVVEEE DINNERR IS REEEEAADDDYYYY" I sing gleefully.

"STOP SINGING OR IM KILLING MYSELF MIDPREGNANCY"

"DO THAT AND I'LL BURN YOUR SKETCHBOOK"

"SHUT UP ASS-CAT"