Alex came home from Adrien's home. She didn't have much time left. He entered the room, his mood low and depressed. He didn't see Mia anywhere in their house, no matter how much he called for her. She wasn't here yesterday or the day before, although it looked like she kept being in the house while he wasn't there and going away whenever he came.
He tossed his stuff on the floor as he looked at the empty bed across him. He felt empty without her. Even if he always did get a lot less hours of sleep because of her random energetic outbursts, he missed her. Her loud voice, her throwing her clothes on him so he couldn't sleep, her playing loud old fashioned punk music so he couldn't sleep... Even her throwing up late at night. No matter how that hard was, he still wanted something with her. Any type of contact would satisfy him. Anything but this painful silence.
"Where are you?" Alex whispered out, his eyes getting watery.
Where was she sleeping? Did she even sleep? Was she somewhere getting drunk to kill her pain? Calling her never did help. She always turned off her phone or even just hung up. She didn't read his messages at all, if she did she left a seen. How was he going to help her like this? He didn't want to lose her...
He barely slept at all, even though he knew he had a very rough two days in plan after this. These were the last days they had left. How was he going to help that girl if he can't even help his friend? He had so much fears... He had to help at least one of them. But he couldn't. He wasn't nearly as competent as Mia or Adrien... How was he supposed to help?
The night went by quickly, he barely slept. He came to Adrien's place, weak and tired. He was used to getting less sleep than he should, thankfully because of Mia. But it didn't mean it improved his performance. Quite the opposite.
"Something seems to be bothering you, Mister Carvallo." Adrien noted after a bit of time passed.
"I'm just worried about Mia..." He answered, looking at the floor.
"You shouldn't let her problems get in the way of your success." Adrien retorted seriously.
Alex looked at him with horror and wide eyes.
"Jeez, Adrien. Not everyone is a future dictator like you." The girl smiled as she joked.
Adrien gave a confused look as he stared at the ceiling.
"Ah, yes. True... Look, I meant what I said, but you can't help someone who refuses help." Adrien told the younger boy, giving him some tea that finally cooled down.
"But it's my fault I didn't help on time." Alex said, looking at his reflection in the tea.
"Her happiness is her own thing, Alex. Other people can't rely on you for their own happiness. Some things she needs to take care of herself, especially if she pushes you away." The girl spoke up as well.
Alex got surprised at her words. She did say some smart stuff, but he just couldn't help but feel guilty and useless. She wasn't letting him help her, but maybe if he was more persistent from the start...
No. He'll stop thinking about this. He needs to focus on something that has a time limit. On her. How to help her. With this he can actually help, she wasn't pushing him away. She was begging for his help. He was going to get her memories back, even if it was the last thing he'll ever do.
"We should focus on you now." Alex told her, smiling at her.
She oddly enough blushed, looking down at the floor. She looked back at him with a shy smile.
"I don't mind talking about it though..." She stuttered.
"This gives me horrible memories about the movies we watched." Adrien spoke up loudly, not wanting to be in between this two when they're flirting.
"I thought the movies we watched were very nice. Love is important." The girl stated, looking at Alex hopefully.
"Love doesn't bring you income for your mansion..." Adrien mumbled as he started looking through the papers he always carried around.
He noticed everyone being quiet. He looked up from his papers and noticed all of them giving him very horrified expressions.
"I was just joking around..." He sighed as he continued reading.
The two of them chatted while Adrien looked for something in his papers. This continued until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a pen and crossed out the idea.
"So, I think we should go take her for a little trip." Adrien concluded in a matter of seconds.
"A trip?" The girl asked, looking almost excited.
"A little trip, nonetheless." He told her nonchalantly.
"You mean around town?" Alex questioned him.
"Ah, yes. We don't have anywhere else to take her really." Adrien answered.
The girl looked excited to go anywhere. She'd been stuck inside of this house for so long, it was getting claustrophobic. She always saw the same walls, pictures and furniture. It was getting so boring and borderline annoying. She was finally going to see how Hell looked like. Even though she didn't have high hopes of it being something nice, she still wanted to go outside.
"I'm happy as long as it's not here!" She smiled happily, getting excited to the fullest.
"I see my mansion isn't by your taste, dear." Adrien said seriously as he put on his long black coat.
She got used to his humor. He was very dry and sarcastic, she only now noticed how much he actually did joke around. At the start, she'd often confuse his sarcasm for cruelty, but now when she got to know him better, she understood he was just trying to be comedic. She felt a bit bad for taking him so seriously.
"I wanna take you to the pancake place I always go to. They have the best things there and it's on the prettiest side of the district!" Alex told her in excitement as they ran outside the house.
Adrien locked the house behind them. Somehow, he felt like he'll miss this once they regain her memories. He never did have much company, he didn't have the time to socialize much. But now it was different. He grew fond of Alex and the girl. But he had to do his job. As he watched Alex and her jump around in his fancy garden, he decided to enjoy what little time he had left with the two energetic youngsters.
