The Player and the Princess

Chapter 26: Slaps, Pain and Lies

*If you didn't notice I Accidentally uploaded this chapter but here's the actual thing*

ANZAC day
The day so many sacrificed their lives and futures for our freedom and our future
Lest we forget,

QTOD:
"I'm a Victoria's Secret model, I'm so secret not even Victoria knows!"

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Chapter twenty six
Slaps, Pain and Lies
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My legs felt numb, I felt like I had no legs. My eyes felt watered and ready to spill like an overflowing cup, I wanted to scream. I could already see how everything was getting planned out like those romance movies or series where the girl sees her boy with someone slut and starts screaming.

I knew it was going to play out but, nothing came out of my mouth. You could say I screamed a silent scream, where only I could hear it. Tears never fell from my eyes, before I knew it I walked away.

By then all the tears fell, most likely ruining my face paint but I could care less. As I entered the Gymnasium, music was blurred out, almost as if I was underwater but with the amount of tears running down my face it was likely I was drowning in my own ocean.

I pulled over my hood as I grew closer to the door leading to the classrooms and dorms, my legs were about to give out on me. My body felt so heavy, as I exited. Voices and yells we're blocked out as I picked up my pace, as I turned to the dorm area, I lost those who were calling my name as their footsteps carried off somewhere else.

I leaned against a wall with a flow of tears dripping from my face, my lips felt chapped and I felt weak, fragile almost. Eventually I knew I had to pick myself up, so I did and dragged my feet to my dorm. Hesitantly I opened the door, the smell of familiar vanilla and chocolate wafted to my nose.

That smell always made me smile, but now it's a smell I wish to forget. I stripped down and walked into my bathroom and took a cold, shower to numb the pain.

A type of pain that never affected you then, but suddenly does now.

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The cold subdued the pain, after getting changed I hopped out. Unconsciously, I sat down on my bed and pulled my knees to my chin, wrapping my arms around myself and rocked back and forth.

Memories plagued my mind, and my body grew cold as I sunk deeper and deeper into the memories and thoughts..

"Princess?"

"I love you"

"Busted bugaboo"

"Awh, I missed you buginette"

As more memories stained my mind I felt colder, I could take the roll as Elsa in frozen due to how cold I was feeling. Before I knew it I heard the door open and I looked up.

Adrien.

He looked out of breath, and his hair looked tousled. My breath was caught in my lungs, I could feel my face drain of colour. By the looks of it he noticed too,

"Marinette.." he whispered faintly, I felt my head lowering, resting my forehead on my knees to hide the tears that might come. "Please Mari.. look at me" he said again, but this time it was heard loud and clear, his hand dug into my hair and he used his other one to lift my face.