ADRIEN
There are times when I can handle another angry person and I would be fine, both physically and mentally. Simply talk it out and things will work out the way they’re supposed to go, maybe not fast but at least there would be a bit of change.
I was always fine.
Until now.
“It’s all your fault!” Marinette shouts at me from across the living room. “You are the reason behind all the pain I am feeling right now!” She throws a vase toward me and I duck just in time for it to crash into the wall behind me.
We’ve been at it for hours now and God, I am tired and frustrated too.
“My fault?!” I shout back in exasperation. I force out a derisive laugh. “Everything would have been sailing smoothly if it weren’t for your laziness! Your DAMN LAZINESS!!” Standing near the dining table, I grab the closest thing I could reach for. A can full of cookies. Without thinking twice, I throw it straight to the television screen making a hole right in the middle of it.
Marinette gasps loudly. “ADRIEN! YOU KNOW ALL TOO WELL THAT I SAVED A LOT JUST TO BUY THAT TELEVISION SET!”
“DO I LOOK LIKE I FREAKING CARE, MARINETTE?!”
Her facial expression changes into an eerie one in a second and she stomps inside our supposedly shared room. A few seconds pass and she emerges with the baseball bat I bought a long time ago for defense in case a burglar breaks in our place. Without any hesitation, she heads straight to the speakers beside the TV.
No, no not those, please! I bought those with my savings!
“Marinette,” I hold out a hand in the air, “calm down please a-and let’s not get too i-irrational…” I couldn’t help to stutter.
She raises the bat and swings it to the speaker without showing any signs of mercy. The sound that emanated with every hit caused a piece of whatever insanity was left of me to break.
It got louder and louder and I couldn't take it anymore. "JESUS CHRIST! NOW YOU ARE REALLY PISSING ME OFF! I regret falling in love with you!" Nothing stopped me from shouting those words to her. I looked at her with eyes full of hatred and my voice filled with rage.
"I HATE YOU, ADRIEN!" She shouts back with all her might.
I grab the flower vase standing in the center of the dining table and hurl it right at our framed wedding photo hanging on the wall. Both of us watch as the vase crashes into the frame, making it fall to the floor. The glass breaks into minute pieces and suddenly…we both become silent.
The shared silence envelops us. The heat of the moment dies down slowly and it’s clear that we’re both drained from all this. Not just the fight…but us, as an entirety.
“I’ve been telling you for the past few months that getting a divorce would be the best for us,” Marinette whispers, her eyes still on the broken wedding photo frame lying in pieces on the floor.
“It takes time and effort to work things out–”
“Is this what you call ‘working things out’?!” She raises her voice and gesticulates at the mess around us. The mess we caused. “There is nothing working out for us both and you know that, Adrien!” She draws back and squeezes her eyes shut. Slowly, she shakes her head and then sets her lips into a thin line.
I don’t know what to say. My mind’s all blank.
What I know is that she’s right.
“We basically admitted that we hated each other,” she continues in a soft voice, “Isn’t that enough for a divorce?”
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I Can't Forget (2023 Ver. | Adrienette)
Fanfiction[Experience the 2016 story with the same characters, but with some added scenes and dialogues. And, hopefully, better writing from 7 years ago.] Adrien and Marinette WERE happily married until one event came across their marriage which lead to divor...
