Scars// MLB fanfic

Chapter 3

Marinette's POV:

Worst day ever.

I was currently listening to some Jagged Stone while I furiously drew a picture of Chloe with devil horns and a full on bitch devil outfit.

I was beyond pissed at this girl, I can't believe that after three fucking years, she still decides to bully me without any reason. But that's not the worst part, it all started out as her just insulting me and making sneaky comments, but now it's turned into publicly humiliating me and even physically hurting me.

I wince and drop my pencil and stare at the bruises there. They were fresh and raw, and I told Tiki not to heal them, this is the type of scar I don't want to keep.

"Marinette I think you should let your hands rest, you don't want scars to actually show up on your hands," says Tiki floating above my shoulder.

I sigh,"Yeah you're right Tiki." With that I move from my desk and open the trapdoor to go to the rooftop. I look down at my scraped and bloody hands. If only things played out differently today.

~*~

Earlier that day...

"God damn it Alya! We're gonna be late for physics class!" 

Alya and I were running through the school trying to reach the physics classroom. We decided to have lunch in the bakery today and we were so into a conversation about how we were going to rent an apartment together after high school that we didn't realize we were going to be late for next period. Trust me Ms. Mendeleiev was not going to let us through this time, and I couldn't afford my grades dropping, not this year.

We were halfway through the stairs that lead to Ms. Mendeleiev's classroom when Chloe and Sabrina appeared out of nowhere blocking our path.

"Oh look who decided to show up, isn't it Alya and her little sidekick?" Said Chloe with a malicious grin plastered on her face.

I wasn't in the mood for this bullshit today. "Move around Chloe, we need to get to class, I don't need this shit right now," I say trying to pass through them.

"Sabrina, help us out here girl," says Alya, actually being the mature one in the situation.

She hesitated, but it was only for a second. She then put on a bitchy face quite like Chloe's,"I'm sorry Alya, but not today."

I roll my eyes. "I seriously don't have time for this," I try to push through the two girls but then Chloe grabs my shoulders.

She smirks at me,"You heard Sabrina, not today."

"Marinette!" yells Alya.

My eyes widen when I realize what she's doing. I feel her hands push me off the stairs and I start rolling, bumping my knees and eventually scraping my hands on the pavement when I land.

I try to get up but my hands burn like hell when I try to push myself off the floor. I wince and look down at my hands. I almost felt tears forming in my eyes. They were torn and bleeding like crazy, and the one thing that came into my mind was how I wouldn't be able to even hold a pencil.

I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see Alya. "Girl are you o-," hey eyes widen as she sees my hands,"we need to get you to the nurse's office, I'll tell Ms. Mendeleiev what happened." She grabs me by my armpits and helps me up.

We head to the nurse's office and she gave me a permission to go home and rest. Alya went and told the teacher what happened, and I walked home, trying to forget what happened.