Recovery (Miraculous)(Completed)

A Not-Lost Crush

Bridgette's Point of View

I gently touched the marks on my shoulders as I got ready for bed.

Chat Noir had purposely given me the scars after we defeated he akuma. How crazy was that?! I get that he was hurt and sad, and maybe even angry at Ladybug for leaving him, but why would he take it out on me? I left a minute after he got off of me because my arms hurt so badly.

I clicked on the small tv in my room and wasn't surprised to see the video/story of Chat Noir attacking me was being talked about on the news. Sighing, I reached back over and clicked it off. I was there. I didn't need to see it all again. There were loads of reporters there too, so it was no wonder why there was a recording of his attack.

"I don't get it." I muttered under my breath. "Why would he attack me?"

"What did you say?" Came Tikkis high pitched voice.

I shook my head. "Nothing." I had grown to love the kwamis presence and enjoyed our short and meaningless conversations we would sometimes have.

I rolled over on my bed and turned off my light, letting the bright moon light my bedroom from my window that framed it perfectly.

"Goodnight Mari." Tikki said tiredly.

"Goodnight." I muttered, then sat up wide awake as realization hit me. Tikki had called me Mary. Was that the last Ladybug? Did she still miss her? I looked at the sleeping kwami and shook the comment off. She had only been with me for a short while, and just got off with the last Ladybug, and she was tired, so it must have been a simple mistake. It still brought a pain to my chest to think that I wasn't even fully accepted by my kwami. At school everyone hates me, my ex best friend hates me, my future partner in crime hates me, my kwami probably didn't fully like me, the only person that seemed to not mind my presence was my caretaker, who didn't mind when I followed him around when I was bored. I know that my thoughts were silly, Tikki did like me and just slipped up, but even that still hurt.

I reached over and touched my shoulder again. Chat Noir had touched me there. I know that I should've gotten over my little crush on him when he almost tried to kill me, but something about the thought and picture of him comforted me and made a warm feeling spread throughout my body. I don't know why, but I felt a connection to him, even during his attack. I felt my cheeks heat up as I thought of how close he was to me, actually noticing me and giving me his full attention. Just that simple thought made me feel drunk on happiness. I know I was being very irrational with him, but I also know that I can't give up, he was too special.

I grabbed a small framed picture of him from off of my nightstand and fell asleep with it pressed up to my chest.

This was boring to write and probably very boring to read, so I apologize for that. Next chapter will be school and maybe an akuma.

I was actually tagged twice by Gamer_God115 so I'm putting the second one in this chapter because I didn't want the other chapter to be that much longer.