Fresh Start (LukaxReader)

You wanna know my secret?

A/N: Sorry this took so long to anyone who might've been waiting for it. Some crazy shit went down and I needed time to recover, and then I started getting a lot of commissions! But I'm back, I won't be updating super frequently until I've finished everything I'm working on, but I'll try to every week or so. :)

Y/N POV

"We're official!" I exclaimed, beaming a smile at the girls sitting on my couch.
They all let out sounds of excitement and little congratulations, plus a protective threat from Juleka. All of them except for Marinette.
"Oh, awesome." She said without any hint of happiness, and a strange look on her face.
I figured she'd just had a rough day, why else wouldn't she be happy for us?

I pulled her aside to make sure she was okay, and she was persistent that nothing was wrong so we went on with our night.
The seven of us decided to have a night in together, having some shots, playing stupid games like it was a highschool party.
I noticed Mari was drinking quite a bit more than the rest of us but clearly she doesn't want to talk about it, so I did my best not to worry.

"You all remember prince Ali, yeah?" Rose asked in a hushed tone, to which we all responded with the simple nod of our heads.
"We kissed. At the hospital event!"
There was a moment of silence before we all burst it into laughter, and then it was Mari's turn since she hadn't been participating.
"Okay now you tell us a secret!" Mylene said with a giggle, pointing at Marinette.

I saw a weird smirk spread across her face before he completely redirected her focus onto me.
"You wanna know my secret?" Her speech slightly slurred.
I gave a worried look to Alya but it was quickly cut off by Marinette's words.
"Luka loved me since the day he met me too. He only started to give up right before you moved into town. You're not special." She said with this awful laugh, as if she was taking pleasure in hurting me. 
"Mari..." Alya started to move towards her before she spoke again with that same venom in her voice.
"I'm sure if I told him I was interested he'd drop you immediately, I bet-" she spoke too confidently, like she'd wanted to say this to me for a while.
"Get the fuck out of my apartment dude." I said quietly as I got up and left the room.

I sat on my bed, head in my hands, everything spinning around me. I felt my heart racing and my breathing become labored as I realized I was having a panic attack.
I laid back into my pillows, letting the tears stream down the sides of my face without making a sound. I didn't want to let her know that she got to me this much.
The last thing I saw was a black and purple butterfly fluttering over my head.