Night watcher, I am Chloe Bourgeois! || Miraculous Ladybug

6: Departure (1)

Seriously, my head is getting very heavy.

As the clock continued ticking my head started to get heavier and before I noticed, I fell into a deep slumber.

I had a dream that I was having dinner with the family from my previous life.

I used to have an older brother and a younger brother who were ridiculously annoying.

Even at dinner time they were teasing me and Dad, as always, was on my side and was scolding them.

Mom was laughing at all that commotion. And I was complaining about why she never punishes them, at which she gave her answer that, "they only have you as their sister. If not you who will they go to tease?"

"But, Mom!" I was so done with my brothers.

"She is right, dear. You should scold them," Dad as always, took my side.

"Let them be, one day she will remember these days. Let them make those little precious memories that they will carry for the rest of their life. These things are annoying now but one day they will become the treasure that will help them keep moving forward."

She smiled at my dad as my brothers and I continued our little fight.

I woke up, the room was dark and I was lying on my sofa. Tears bubbled on my lashes.

I sit up, ". . . such a pleasant memory but I can't have that now," I told myself. "Mom, you were right."

A warm ray of tear slipped down my cheek.

"You were always right," I squatted my legs and buried my face, "I am sorry that I died without saying goodbye. I am sorry that stupid me overworked myself and left without a word. . . You all must have cried for me. . . I am sorry. I am truly sorry."

Noises of low sniffling heard more clearly in an empty room.

"Oh, you poor little girl."

It was Hawkmoth again.

The akuma must have gone in my towel that I am still wearing on my head.

"Feeling of guilt and sadness of losing someone —"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, YOU DAMN INSECT!!" I stand up as I shout.

"Hm!?" It was obvious that even Hawkmoth was surprised by my sudden swearing.

"I will never be under your control again, you heard that!!?"

I then grabbed the towel from my head, ran to the drawer and grabbed a pair of scissors to cut the towel into two halves.

I started to take long deep breaths to control my emotions.

Soon, the akuma flew away from the torn towel and out the window.

"Madam! Did something happen!?" John Ron rushed inside when he heard me and switched the lights on.

"Yeah. A lot. Huf! Huf!" I took a deep long breath and exhaled," Huf! Where is Daddy?"

"Madam, the event is still going on and will continue till tomorrow night. The mayor and madam will return tomorrow night as well."

"Ridiculous! So you are saying that to meet him I will have to wait for him till tomorrow!?"

"Actually, you can't meet them even tomorrow night."

"What?"

"After the event, there will be a party to celebrate the winner."

I take a long breath again when I remembered the schedule, ". . . Right. There was that as well. I see, fine. You, go get me something to eat. "

"Yes, madam." He went away and I sat on the sofa.

I found that my hair was still wet but I ignored it for now.

I eat my dinner in my room with John Lon standing on my sidelines.

Changed my dress into my night-dress and then someone from a famous parlour came and dried my hair.

At around midnight, another uproar started in Paris.

Someone again fell victim to Hawkmoth.

And again, the heroes, Ladybug and Cat Noir, save the day as usual.

I was watching everything LIVE on the news.

"This was probably the same akuma that was about to akumatise me," I muttered and switched off the tv to go out on the balcony for fresh air.

I leaned on the railing with my arms crossed.

The cold breeze was brushing my hair as I was looking at Paris, which was sparkling with lights lit in every house and building.

At that time the only thing that came out of my mouth was, "What an utterly ridiculous place is this."

The 'common sense' of this world is rock bottom because if not then this city would be empty by now.

Like, honestly, who would want to stay in a city where you can't even express your emotions as there is a threat of being akumatised?

If I remember correctly it was Gabriel Agreste who was Hawkmoth, right?

. . . Should I just expose him?

No. That guy is smart. At least smarter than the so-called heroes. If anything it will be I who will have a knife on my throat in doing so.

Not to mention as the image I have no one will ever believe me.

If my memory serves me right then in one of the episodes that guy akumatised himself so that his identity would not get exposed.

What a total psychopath.

But our super smart heroes never even considered that one of the akumatised victims could be just a cover-up to get the suspicion out of his head.

Seriously author, you just made the heroes fully dependent on their powers with a nut-sized brain.

How could they never have these kinds of thoughts? Then again they are blind to begin with.

And as I am now, only trouble will follow me.

My emotions are mixed and I have a lot on my plate which is overflowing each second.

The room in my mind is overflowing with things that are doing everything they can to adjust with one another while countering each other.

Everything that I have in this life is a contradiction to those that I had in my previous one.

This world is different and that world is different.

The logic this world follows is far from normal. It is hard to adjust even though I have spent more than 15 years living in it.

For me, things are not just normal anymore.

I guess it can't be now anyway.

But if this goes on like this then soon I will go crazy.

The real problem is that I can't just leave Paris as I have already tried it before and the results were not so favorable but as I am now the threat of getting akumatised will be very high. In the midst of all this, I can't get a proper mentel rest.

And if I can't even be able to do that much then I might just continue to attract an akuma every single day and then one day I will become something like Grace again. . .

No, no, that's the most horrible outcome. But the truth is, that is very much possible.

"That's utterly horrible."

That thought alone gave me a headache, and I pressed a hand against my scalp.

Yeah, I have to talk to daddy, no matter what.

This is an emergency.

"Hah! But I can't do that right now."

I gotta wait until the right time.

What a pain.