5. A Burden

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"Who are you talking to?", someone asks from behind me. I turn around and see someone who shouldn't be standing there.

I sigh and wonder to myself: how am I going to explain this situation without sounding like I'm crazy?

I facepalm myself and turn to see Coel to ask him for help. But, he abandons me by saying a subtle goodbye, leaving this for me to solve.

"Grandma... I was.. I was just speaking to myself.", I try explaining. Damn. What do I do?

"S-Sometimes by speaking to yourself, it makes you feel better. You should try it sometime.", I cook up a good reason and tell her.

I can't let Grandma suspect me too. Adrien was enough to have his suspicions and thinking that I was crazy.

"But what about you saying that you wanted to turn back into an... what was that? ", she tries to remember.

"Grandma! Could you come and help me with these boxes?", Adrien shouts from downstairs. I let out a deep sigh and look back at Grandma with a smile.

"I think I should go and help him. You should rest. You don't look that well.", I try to subtly hint at her lie and try to confirm if it was actually something I should be worried about.

She stares at me and immediately looks away. Grandma is definitely hiding something. That's for sure.

Whenever her health's mentioned, she always seems to feel uncomfortable for some reason. Like there's something she didn't want us to know. However, I let the thought slip away temporarily.

I head downstairs and see Adrien struggling with a few boxes. A box was about to fall on him when I run and catch it on time.

"Thanks. But I called Grandma, not you.", Adrien says, irritated like usual.

"Hey! I'm just trying to help.", I tell him grabbing a box.

"Well, I don't need it. I don't want another debt on my shoulder.", Adrien mumbles the last part.

"Fine, I won't help you, I'll just do it cause I want to.", I shrug.

"As you wish. But don't come in my way. Okay?", he raises an eyebrow. He really gets on my nerves

"Hmph. Yeah, sure.", I whisper and take another box.

He has been acting weird ever since the accident. Did he lose his head while saving me? He's been acting so rude! I'm honestly tempted to make him even more angry.

And so I go up to him and purposely push his shoulder with mine, watching the boxes fall out of his hands and everything inside it too.

"What did you do?! I'll have to do it all over again now!", he shouts and looks down at the mess. I laugh internally.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to.", I pretend and walk away. He sighs and turns to leave.

He was drinking water in the kitchen now. So, I take a glass of orange juice and walk towards him. As he comes closer I pretend to slip and drop all the orange juice on his t-shirt.

"Ughh!! This was my favorite shirt, you idiot! What did you do?!", Adrien exclaims and bends his head in dissapointment.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. I slipped and it accidentally fell on you. Here, let me clean it.", I grab some tissues and reach for his t-shirt, but he holds my wrist and jerks it away.

"What are you trying to do?" He asks looking straight at me with an angry expression.

"I-I was... I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.", I tell him whist smiling inside.

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