I transformed into Chat Noir almost immediately and leaped out too.
As I was jumping from roof to roof, I spotted a red glow come from the Eiffel Tower.
I made my way over to the Eiffel Tower and saw Marinette sitting on the floor. She wasn't crying but you could see tear stains on her cheeks. She looked serene in her own little world. She didn't even notice me at all!
"Uh. Marinette?" I asked.
She blinked once. Twice. And then gasped.
"Chat! What are you doing here? How did you find me?" She asked, looking a bit worried.
"Saw a red glow and figured it was M'Lady. Apparently not." I said and looked around for any signs of Lady bug.
"Why are you crying, Princess?" I asked.
"I can't tell you." She said.
I knew why she was crying though. So why the hell am I asking?
"Please?" I asked.
"Fine." She said, siffing a little.
"So I like this one guy, okay? And I came to his house today." She said.
I suddenly realized this guy she liked was me! That explains all the photos on the wall!
"Keep going." I said, trying to stay calm and collected.
"And I brought him some tea. And I don't what happened but we were about to kiss and then he changed his mind last minute. I mean, I changed my mind too because I knew he liked someone and else and I didn't want to hurt the person he loved and I didn't want to hurt him either." She said.
She's such a lovely girl! She's so caring and respecs me.
Any other girl in Paris wouldn't give a damn whether I liked someone or not. They'd go for it whether there was a chance or not.
Marinette isn't like any other girl.
She likes me but yet she suppressed her feelings because she actually loved me and didn't want to hurt me.
I feel so bad now.
"Chat?" She asked and waved her hand in front of my face.
"O- Oh! Sorry. Maybe it was just too early?" I asked.
"Maybe. But I've lost hope anyway. I'll just take down the pictures. He's a supermodel and I'm just a baker's daughter. I'm nothing." She breathed out.
"Quit it." I said.
"Quit what?" She asked, confusion spreading on her face.
"Quit beating yourself up with your own words." I said.
As I was saying this, my heart began splitting into two.
One piece was going to be for my lady and the other for Marinette.
Because Marinette truly loved me and respected me.
But I know that one day I'll have to make the decision to give my heart to only one of them as a whole.
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It Wasn't Pere
FanfictionWhen Adrien finally realizes that his father didn't give him the scarf, he sets out to find the person who did. He asks almost everyone, including Alya! Although, Alya isn't much help... After doing a lot of searching, he finds out that Marinette g...
