Miraculous Ladybug Crossover ~Tomorrow, When the War Began~

Chapter 8- Falling To Pieces

                ~Chapter Eight~
               Falling To Pieces

                          ~*~

It was silent on the drive through the outer suburbs of Paris. I was the only one awake. I still hadn't slept in four days and my eyelids were getting very heavy. I felt myself drifting off. I let go of the wheel. The car jolted and I snapped awake and took hold of the wheel again, straightening the car onto the right lane.

I needed to rest. I saw a driveway ahead and pulled into the garage. The others woke up wearily."Why are we stopping," Nathaniel asked.

I took out the keys from the egnition."I have to rest," I mumbled.

"Here let me drive,"

"No dad said I'm the only- Just no okay." I muttered.

We walked up to the front door Myléne looked around,"this is Ivan's house."

"Oh Ivan is such a weirdo," Nino whined.

"He's a genius Nino," Myléne stated.

"He's a bloody stoner!" Nino argued. He was right. Ivan had gone down the wrong path in the last year or so. Got into the drugs and alcohol.

"I just hope there's a bed in there," Chloe exclaimed,"and a toothbrush."

"I've got a spare toothbrush," someone said to the side of us. We looked around and Ivan was there grinning at us.

                          .:!:.

He invited us inside and lead us to his bedroom. You could smell the weed. He sat down and lit up a cigarette.

"So what have you been doing this whole time if you didn't get taken?" Adrien asked.

Ivan breathed out releasing smoke into the air. Chloe crinkled her nose.

"The day before it all began, my parents left for Saudi Arabia right? So here I am alone and the power goes off at 9. 10. No. 9. Yeah and I was like okay, I better ring up and find out what was going on." He scoffed,"I'm an idiot. The phones are down too so I'm like, so bent at this point like I'm REALLY stoned. I'm baked. So I go out to the car and dad get this right, dad, has locked the car, and taken the keys with him. Like, I think he is such a wanker for doing that! Like he didn't trust me with the car for ONE week. So now, I have to walk to the Ramseys house. And it is far. So take what you think is far and times it by, 10 say? And THAT is how far it was." We sat in silence as he took another whiff of his cigarette.
"And when I get there, nobody's at home and it's like, oh, great. Because the next place is even further. Anyway, I walk around the corner, and I see the Ramseys in their truck. They had hit a tree. But that's... not what killed them. They had been shot." He scoffed.
"They had been shot! Like no one GETS shot. And I mean heaps of times. BOOM BOOM BOOM. Mrs Ramsey! Mr Ramsey even baby Jessica has been shot!" He impersonated a shot gun and Myléne looked freaked. I squirmed around and swallowed hard.
"So I think to myself, either I've been smoking some really weird shit, or this is not your typical day in Paris." He said almost through a laugh."So yeah. Anyway, I've been by myself ever since. Just, chillin'. Out. It's been nice." He picked up a toy dog,"woof woof. Funny things dogs are."

                            .:!:.

By this time, I was too tired to get to sleep. I just stared at the wall. I sat up and looked over at everyone. They were all asleep."Can't sleep?" I turn around and see Adrien smiling at me. I shook my head. He beckoned me over,"we haven't talked in a while."