Who Am I?

Chatper 1: The Facts

Adrien's Pov:

"Children that have witnessed domestic violence mostly likely will grow up to become an abuser"

I already know that. I didn't need to see a presentation about it because I've seen it. I've lived it. I know it's incompetent to walk out of the classroom. I know I'm being overly sensitive but, do I really need to hear this? Do I really need to be reminded that I'm destined to become a monster?

I need fresh air. Right now, consequences are behind me.

"Plagg" I whisper " Claws out," Shooting up the building with my staff I hear a faint call:

"Adrien, are you okay?" says a soft, familiar voice.

Not really...

The breeze combing through my hair was comforting as I hear my school mates rushing out the building. Skipping school was very rash but, also brazen. Confidence and adventure overflow my thoughts. Suddenly, I hear the voice again.

"He's not okay guys" She stutters in a fragile voice " I'll find him with or without your help"

Marinette's Pov:

I could hear Alya's voice calling my name but, who says I have to listen to her? I'm not a child. I do more as Ladybug than she's even done. I need to find him. He's not okay and I know it. Why did he run out? Surely not...It can't be. Is he afraid of being in an abusive relationship? Or maybe, he's afraid of causing one? It doesn't matter. I'll find him.

Wait a dingy-dong second...Don't tell me I spot a black cat sitting on my roof. Seriously? Now of all times. 

Running towards the bakery, I rush past my parents with a quick 'hello' to see Chat Noir tossing around my throw pillows. How literal.

"Don't go into a girl's room without permission" I state with my hand on my hips. He giggles like a school girl and drops the pillow.

"What?" I ask, still holding up my guard.

"Can I talk to you?" He says effervescently whiling walking towards me "Princess"

"Of course you can " I shrug, not taking it too seriously. He comes closer to me until resting his hand on my shoulder. I look up to see him with a plastered smile on his face, and then he pulls me into an embrace. It lasts a second, and then he lets go.

"Never mind" Chat Noir mutters as he backs away. I tilt my head with suspicious as he lays back on my bed.

" What's wrong?" I inquire, with a more demanding voice. He laughs in response while, once again, picking up my pillow.

"It's a secret"

Author's Note:

@LmaoltsLemon asked me to write a marichat fic, and even though I really wanted to make a starco fic, I got the inspiration for this one.

I was learning about abusive relationships in my health class and I though it was very interesting. Like my dark mind, instantly thought of Mrs. Agreste. This story is about Adrien and how his past is tormenting him.

If you guys like it, it shall go one but, if it's not favorable, I'll probably leave this up as a writing prompt and start my starco fic... Once I get some FRICKIN ideas!

Love you all,

Kiwii