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Chapter 3-Escape

"Today class, I will be assigning a project. You will work in groups of two, and I will be picking your groups. This is a writing assignment about a king of France that you will choose. The minimum for pages is 6. Font 16 please. The groups will be on my desk at the end of class.

Magical time pass!

I went up to the teacher's desk, and I was paired with Marinette! I was very relieved. I went up to her and said,"We are partners! Can we go over to your house after school to work on the project?"

"Sure. We need to hurry to the next class!" she said. On the way to class I texted Natalie that I was going over to a friend's house for a project. I had to leave her house at 5 though because I had a photoshoot later.

School flew by. I was exiting the school when Marinette came up to me. "Come this way. My house is over here." She guided me towards her house. I made note of every little thing. Maybe I couldn't tell her about me as Adrian but as Chat. We made it to her house. "Crash!" A loud noise came from the other side of town.
We both went separate ways, but after we did, I immediately went in her direction to make sure my suspicions of her being ladybug was correct. She was hiding being a door. I saw a red light, and there she was. Marinette was Ladybug. She would hate me if she knew that I knew so I quickly left and turned into my alter ego.

Magical time skip Ahahhhhahhhhhhahhah

I detransformed and texted Marinette saying that I needed to go home. I walked to my house and entered the grand hall. My father was waiting right in fron of the door. "Adrian! You missed your photoshoot! You promised to come back in time."

"I'm sorry father. I was at my friend's house for a project then I got caught up in the akuma attack." I replied as politely as possible.

"The attack was on the other side of town. You are a disgrace to my house, to my business, and to your..."

"Father?" I finished. "No wonder mom wanted to leave the house."

"You will not talk back to me and you know your mother will not be spoken in this house again. You are just a painful memory of your mother." He grabbed a stick that was kept by the door. He lifted it high above his head and hit me on the shoulder, hard. I let a tear come out. It hurt really bad. Just like the glass that I got in my foot that day. He hit with the stick on my on the other shoulder, on my back, both legs, then finally slapped me hard on both cheeks. I was a crying mess. I felt warm blood running down my back and cheek. I was on the floor with my hands to my face. With each hit I received my cries became a little louder. Reminders that my father hated his own son. Reminders that I didn't have a family. Reminders I was broken. Reminders that I didn't matter.

A mixture of blood and tears were in a small pool underneath me. "Clean this up immediately. You're grounded for a month. You are not allowed to attend this school any longer. Tutors will come in two days." He left the room coldly with not a sense of remorse on his face.

Am I just a memory? A terrible memory? Mom, why did you have to go. Why did you have to leave me? Just the thought of her made my sobs echo throughout the hall. I got up to the kitchen. Got a mop and cleaned up my mess. I was accustomed to using a mop. All I wished was that my father would treat me right. I knew it was a wish that would never come true. I would always be abused, unwanted, unloved. All I wanted to do was escape. I didn't want to do this anymore.

Once I was done cleaning up my mess, I sulked over to my bedroom. I took a shower to clean out my new wounds. The water was steaming hot. I didn't care. Once I got out, every single time I touched my skin it stung a little. I wrapped my wounds carefully with the roll of bandages I had ok my bathroom cabinet.

I got some new clothes on, throwing away my previous ones. The blood from them wasn't going to wash out. Plagg just watched me not wanting to interfere. He saw the pain I went through. I knew he wanted to make it all better. I liked the silent comfort. I tried to sleep, but the memories that haunted me didn't allow me to. I decided that it would be good if I just went out to get fresh air. I whispered the words to transform. I didn't want to talk.

I kept onto Eiffel Tower and looked upon the beautiful city of Paris. Except, it wasn't so beautiful anymore. It was dull and sad. Like black and white. I couldn't think, talk, I could just breathe. I heard a line of steel being pulled. I turned my head to the side, and there was Ladybug. I couldn't even see the beauty in her anymore. She looked at me with sad eyes. She reached to touch my cheek. It was probably still bleeding a little. I grabbed her hand and shoved it away. I have no one who loves me. I thought. And I sure don't deserve yours. I need to escape. To leave. Permanently. I looked down to the ground. I was high up enough. If I fell I would die, I would meet my mom. See her again. It was worth it.
"No!!! Adrian please don't do it." Plagg screamed in my head. I ignored it.

"I'm sorry, Plagg," I thought back. "Make sure find a better Chat Noir. One stronger than me." I stood up and leaned forward. Before I knew it, I was falling. It felt like an eternity already. I felt Ladybug's yoyo wrap around me. No, Ladybug. This is my choice. I used cataclysm and broke the string.

The free fall was relaxing. I was drifting off but not before Ladybug screamed, "Chat! No!!!" She through her luck charm at me. I fell asleep. I hoped I was going to die. That this would be over. That I could finally ESCAPE.

A/N: Hey everyone! I broke that block of writers. And wrote this chapter sorry it was depressing but it was needed. I'm sure everyone has experienced depression one way or another. I know I have. If you ever feel depressed for a long period of time, my advice for you is to stay strong. I know it hurts now, but it gets better I promise. I know a lot of people say that but it really is true. Watch your decisions, making them carefully. Please don't do what this chapter suggests. It is never the answer. Next chapter will hopefully going to be better, a little happier.

I want to thank Owlkeys personally for motivating me to keep writing this story. I'm happy that I got this chapter up. Today, the reads on this story boosted up.  I hope you enjoyed. I hope your day is going well. Love you guys!
Remember live, love, learn.
Signing off, ~Epic