DJWiFi

Jealousy?

It had been a few days since they had made up and things were more or less back to normal. If you call back to normal having to spend time with each other since Adrien and Marinetpte were always busy. Alya still didn't want to hang out with him and he just kept feeling worse.

She walked along the street to the bakery, grinning. She stepped in, taking in the smell of warm pastries.

"Hi Tom! Hi Sabine!" Sabine looked up from her work and smiled.

"Alya! We haven't seen you here in a while. How at you sweetheart?"

"I'm great, thanks."

"So, how did it feel to be Lady Wifi again with Nino by your side? I bet you two must've made a special connection? Huh?" He wriggled his eyebrows. Alya laughed.

"Yeah, something like that." She remembered them dancing in the ballroom with a small smile before Hawkmoth's fists and the torture made its way into her mind. Her smile faltered. Sabine frowned as she saw the cheerfulness drain away from her face. She put her hand on the girl's chin and looked into her wide eyes with concern.

"Are you alright Alya?" She blinked then stepped back with a fake smile, bumping her elbow as she did so. She nodded, rubbing it.

"Fine Sabine. Can I go and see Marinette now?"

"Of course but-"

"Thanks!" She ran upstairs, controlling her breathing and gasped at what she saw. Marinette and Nino were asleep on the couch. Together. CUDDLING. She let out a strangled noise and shook her head.

Nino woke up with a start. He had been a light sleeper ever since Chris came to them. He yawned and stretched, turning to Marinette. He shook her awake.

"Hmm... what- Alya!" Marinette stood up with a bright smile. "What's... Alya?" The girl wasn't speaking at all. Her face was pale. "Alya, what's going on?"

"Wh... what's going on? You're asking me?! WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!"

"Huh?" Nino rose an eyebrow at the her behaviour. "I don't get it-"

"I walk in here to find you two cuddling?! Do you have any dignity at all... YOU HAVE A BO... and... wha... I..."

"You're not making sense."

"I... have to go."

"What? But you just got here-" Alya ran down the stairs, bumping into Sabine holding a fresh batch of cookies. The tray fell to the floor. She looked around frantically trying to help. Marinette and Nino came down after her. She squeaked out a sorry and ran off to her house.

Her mother and father got up immediately, wondering why their daughter just ran into the house like a mad woman and slammed the door.

"Alya!"

"What's going on-"

"Mom, dad, I'm... I... I CAN'T EXPLAIN RIGHT NOW!" She sighed, trying to hold back her tears. "P-please just... if Nino comes just... just tell them I don't want to... that I'm sick or... just make an excuse for me!" She hurriedly ran to her room and locked the door. She slid down to the floor and held her head in her hands trying to calm down and make sense of the sight she had just seen at the same time.

Marinette and Nino rushed in, briefly greeted her parents and ran to her door.

"Alya? Alya! Open up!"

WHAT THE?!

"MOM! I TOLD YOU NOT TO LET THEM IN!"

"YOU DON'T ORDER ME AROUND HONEY! I AM YOUR MOTHER AND YOU NEED TO WORK THIS OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS!"

UGHGHGHGHGH!

"Alya, open up! What did we do?!"

"I... I... I don't know..."

"What? Open this door right now young lady or else-"

"Or else wha... whatever. But Nino has to leave first." Marinette frowned.

"Why?"

"I... I can't tell you."

"WHA- ALYA! NINO IS NOT LEAVING! OPEN THE-"

"It's... it's alright Marinette. I'll leave."

"But-"

"Don't worry. I hope you find out soon Alya."

I hope so too...

"But Nino you can't just- Alya, gimme a hand here!" She said nothing. He sighed.

"Bye guys. See you at school." He walked away. Marinette tapped her foot impatiently.

"Well? Open it woman."

"I never said I would-"

"I have croissants-" Alya stood up and opened the door immediately.

"Gimme!" Marinette walked in uninvited and flipped her hair.

"Too easy. Now tell me what's wrong."

"Where are... YOU TRICKED ME! HOW DARE YOU?! HAVE YOU NO DIGNITY WOMAN?! HOW DARE YOU USE..." Alya rambled on and on about how Marinette's ethics and morals were going out of wack. After a minute of stalling Marinette grabbed the girl and pulled her into a hug. She returned it wholeheartedly, tears breaking through. Marinette stroked her hair gently.

"What's wrong Alya?"

"I... I don't know."

"How... okay. Tell me what happened when you walked in."

"I just... I saw you two... together... and... I just snapped. I don't know why. Something inside of me just wanted to rip your hands off him and tell you he's mi... that you have a wonderful sweet boyfriend and shouldn't cheat on him." Marinette rose an eyebrow.

"Really? Pretty sure you were about to say that Nino was yo-"

"Let's not focus on the past shall we? I just want to know what's wrong with me Marinette." Marinette was quiet for a bit, partly to torture Alya who was growing more impatient by the second before she sighed and spoke up.

"I think I know what's wrong... But you are not gonna like it."

. . .

"WHAT?!"

"I told you you wouldn't like it."

"BUT TH... that makes no sense! I mean... I... But that would mean that I'm... no..."

I'm jealous?

"Yep. Sorry? Don't be ashamed Alya. It just means you and Nino are closer than you thought. You need to apologise to him then. The boy has been taking a lot of poop from you for a long time now-"

"Get out."

"Huh?"

"Marinette, please, get out."

"I'm sorry for making you jelly Alya! Will you please forgive me?" She rolled her eyes at the girl's puppy dog eyes.

"Ugh! Yes, I've forgiven you. Because you're my best friend and all, you get a pass."

"What about Nino?"

"The boy better watch his back."

"Seriously Alya? Give him a break!"

"Can you just... please, leave?"

"Alya! You cannot keep pushing people away! In the end it's not gonna help you! You're just hurting yourself more as well as the people around you."

"I said, GET. OUT." Marinette walked out if the door.

"A-" she shut the door in her face and sat down. She wanted to cry and scream but nothing came out. She just sat in a ball and fell asleep.

Nino Lahiffe what are you doing to me?