thorns and roses - adrienette, ladrien & ladynoir {COMPLETED}

chapter two

why was she vomiting flowers? maybe it was because she was afraid. she didn't really know why, but all she knew was that it wasn't good.

and if that was so, what was she afraid of? being rejected? after all, he loves ladybug, and not her, not marinette.

she could try and like chat more, but she couldn't force herself to do it.

she shrugged it off and went to go meet alya for lunch. she frowned and then forced a smile for alya. "hey!"

"hey, girl! i wondered where you went. come eat!"

"just the bathroom. and, eh... he talked to me." she said, but then realized she had to eat. something that got really difficult since the disease. "eh..."

"oooh what did he say?" alya wiggled her eyebrows.

"he asked if i was okay. but I'm fine. i really feel bad for him, for the hanahaki." she said.

"i think it's sad how ladybug doesn't love him back, but what's even sadder is that he doesn't love you."

"well, i-i think you can't force love, but well. ladybug seems to be torn between her chat and someone else."

"oh?" alya raised a brow. "how's that?"

"she's so distant towards him and also so flirty."

"hmm. you do a lot of observing."

"yeah, so what?"

"nothing. just saying." alya shrugged.

"okay..." she smiled a bit.

"come on. let's eat."

of course. she would have to eat. "...yeah..."

alya ate her food as mari somewhat struggled to eat hers. she only ate the half of her lunch then put it away. "i'm done."

alya raised a brow. "already? you get full easy."

"yeah, i ate much this morning already."

"that's good. breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

"yes, mother." she rolled her eyes.

alya laughed. "haha. sorry, mari."

"it's okay..."

"are you alright?"

"yes, just a throat itch."

"you're not sick or anything?"

she coughed. "eh... what should i have then? i said it's just a throat itch, nothing more."

"alright." alya holds her hands up in surrender.

she smiled shortly. "but, eh, i'm going to refill my bottle." she grabbed her bag, wanting to go to the toilet again.

alya grabbed her wrist. "mari, i'm starting to get worried. you're always leaving and stuff. i know you're alright because you're tough, but i'm here for you."