In the wrong hands

Chapter 8

Marinette

I gritted my teeth as I pulled a sputtering Chloé away from our lunch table. I dragged her behind to the hallway and shoved her against a locker with a terrible paint job.

"What do you know about Chat Noir?!" I demanded as I held her up by her shirt collar.

"OMG! STOP IT YOU CRAZY LUNATIC! YOU'RE WRINKLING MY NEW MICHAEL KORS JACKET!" Chloé screamed in my face, her spit not even fazing me. I shoved her against the locker again and looked at her with a crazed look in my eyes.

"Tell...me....where....Chat NOIR IS!!!!" I screamed through gritted teeth. She looked at me in fear and held up her hands.

"Okay okay! Just put me down you psycho!" She said as her voice wavered in fear. I slowly released her jacket collar and placed her back on her feet. She smoothed out her clothing and looked down her nose at me.

"You can't have my pictures if you want them. I'm sure my kitty cat wouldn't want that." She said with a smirk and hair flip. I felt anger boil in my veins as it filled me with hatred for Chloé. I slammed her against the lockers again, even harder this time. She whimpered as I placed my arm across her throat.

"Don't... make....me ask....again." I said with a snarl as I applied pressure to her throat. She gasped and clawed at my arm over and over.

"I...can't breathe." She sputtered out in fear. I let go of her and glared at her.

"Is this some sort of sick joke to you? Chat Noir has been missing for 4 days and here you are claiming to be his 'bestie'. Don't you think Ladybug is worried? Don't you think all of Paris is worried?" I snarled at her menacingly.

Chloé just blinked at me, not even knowing the pain she caused me. Why is Chat with Chloé? Alya said the pictures were real so he must be staying with her. Is he okay? Why didn't he tell me where he was? All these questions coursed through my brain as I thought about all the worry and stress I have been going through these past 4 days. Not to mention the nightmares to. I shivered inwardly and stared Chloé down. She knows where Chat is.

Alya

I slowly munched on my sandwich as I thought of what just happened. First Chloé shows up out of no where to show us some authentic pictures of her and Chat Noir. Oh how I've wanted to interview him for so long and to think, Chloé was a connection to him?

Chat Noir has been missing for 4 days with no sign of returning. There's been rumors that Ladybug has been searching day and night for him. So why would he stay with Chloé? Unless.... Chloe is Ladybug!

I pondered the thought of Chloé being one of Paris's heroes. As evil as she was maybe she had a heart for saving the civilians? Nah.

I got up from the table to throw away my trash, totally forgetting about Nino. As I neared the cafeteria doors by one of the main hallways I heard someone shout. I quickly dumped my trash and hid around the corner to see who it was. I was shocked to see Marinette pin Chloé to one of the lockers by her tacky yellow jacket.

"Listen and listen good, Chloé." Marinette spoke through gritted teeth as she spat out Chloe's name.

"You know where Chat Noir is, and it's important to me because I know Ladybug. I'm sure she will award you very generously if you tell her where Chat Noir is." My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. Marinette knows Ladybug personally? Why didn't she tell me? I'm the biggest Ladybug fan there is!

I grumble a little at the thought of Marinette keeping secrets from me. Marinette knows my idol and never told me! I'm about to run out into the hallway and give her a piece of my mind when Chloé smirks and says something.