"I wasn't wanted" my eyes grew, my mouth gaped, I couldn't think.
"When you chose to take me, why was it" I looked up into his eyes, looked down into her eyes.
"Hunny, there were multiple reasons. One was because the other people would have just hurt you, Second was that your Tom and I were together as a couple all ready and we wanted a family, the Third reason was at first site we both loved you, you were going to be our little baby"
Tears were in Sebine's eyes, and Tom was holding her.
"Mari, it's time for you to go. Just know that if you need us we are here for you, always"
I nodded once, hugged them both, and left.
The truck would come for the boxes,pick them up, my life will change now and it's going to be hard, very hard.
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Andre Bourgeois, my true Father. Now was when I meet him, today.
He was waiting at the door for me, his hands held out to me. I stood just out of his reach. He had no right to touch me, definitely not just because he was my Father.
"Marinette, dear. Do you want to talk first or do you want to go to your room." He said this as if he genuinely cared.
"I would rather just go to my room first, please" I had my head facing the floor, a butler cam over to show me to my room.
"Marinette, I hope you do fit in here, it's going to be a drastic change but there are people here for you" he said this in a formal tone with a formal gesture and a formal stance. Fake, this was all fake.
My room was at least six times bigger than my normal room, it had white walls and a blue bell bed, only the covers, the bed had a beautiful wooden frame. A double bed. I looked around, there was a closet that covered the whole west wall, the bathroom door on the East side, the bathroom was the size of my old room.
The floor had a very light blue carpet, the room was beautiful, yes, but it was alien. It was to big, to fancy.
I dumped my bags on the floor, turned to my door and walked out.
The butler grabbed my arm and pulled my away, to go talk to my "Father".
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The room was actually quite small, with two single seater red couches and one two seater red couch. One small glass coffee table in the middle.
Mr Bourgeois sat a a single sitter.
A patted the the two seater, gesturing for me to sit by him,
He expects you to be happy with him
How could you be happy with him
How could I be happy with him is exactly the question.
I stayed where I was, crossed my arms in front of me, I was angry.
"Why do you seem upset child?" He raised an eyebrow, removing his hand from the chair.
"Upset? really that's not what im supposed to be feeling right now. I've been taken away from my family, and placed in strange place." he looked a little taken back but recovered quickly.
"well dear, I know you are in a strange setting but we are your family, your true family" he had his arms wide, gesturing the place and himself.
If he was family why did he throw you out
why did he not want you
"IF YOU WERE FAMILY YOU WOULDN'T HAVE THROWN ME OUT LIKE TRASH" I pulled my arms to my sides, tilted my head down and whispered"If you had actually loved me you wouldn't have done any of this"
Good job become tough
don't let them in
don't let them see
"Dear child, I did not throw you out, we just couldn't care for you, we had no....."
"BULLSHIT YOU HAD NO CHOICE, YOU HAD PLENTY CHOICE, YOU JUST DIDN'T WANT ME BECAUSE I WASN'T LIKE HER" he was lying just like everyone else, like everyone else just like him.
"NOW CHILD THERE IS NO REASONING FOR THIS ATTITUDE TOWARDS ME, WHEN YOU ARE READY TO SPEAK TO ME LIKE A HUMAN BEING THAN FEEL FREE TO COME SEE ME" he sat back down and gestured for me to leave, he held his head as if he had a headache.
"What if I'm never ready" and I walked out, to my bedroom, it had windows.
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I opened the highest windows, and climbed to the rim of it.
I stood there, and looked over Paris.
It was so beautiful, it was the disguise for the problems here.
It wasn't a city of love for me, not a city of happiest times for everyone.
And so I jumped, off the rim of that window, the driveway closing on me quickly.
This was going to be my happiest time.
When I just got to leave, I didn't notice that the room I was the top floor of the building.
So I had time to think as I fell.
I loved my old parents and they loved me, to bad I was about to break their hearts.
The ground was three floors away now.
This was goodbye.
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FanfictionMarinette was finally happy, comfortable. She had more friendships than she could keep up with, she wasn't late for school anymore Most likely because she had someone to look forward to every day. Adrien Agreste, the most beautiful and handsome boy...
