A bad boy gets, what a bad boy wants

~Chapter 18~

*knock, knock*

Someone should at least be home, he thought.

He sighed and knocked on the door again but this time harder. *knock! knock!*

After a few minutes, a voice spoke from the other side, "who's there?", it sounded like a man's.

"Please let me in", he begged. "....state your name and business", hesitated the voice.

"Just please let me in, you daughter's life is at sake right now."

"How do you know my daughter?!", growled the voice, sounding furious.

Suddenly, another voice joined in on their conversation, "Tom, what's with all the yelling?" It was a woman's voice.

"Some guy wants to see our daughter", replied the man. "For what reason?", asked the woman.

"Sir please, I need to see Marinette", asked the figure from the other side of the door.

"How do you know her name?!", yelled the man again, hitting his fist against the door.

"Ah, Tom!", huffed the woman, shocked by her husband's actions.

"I don't know who you are but I demand you leave us and my daughter alone this instant! Your presence isn't welcome here nor your stupid excuses! And I was just about to call the police too, then let's see what other excuses you have to tell them", Tom's eyebrows touched, as he took his phone out, about to call the cops.

The figure sighed, "listen, I've been having a sh*tty day and I'm not in the mood to argue. I was stabbed by a girl I loved, my team betrayed me, I was locked up by my most trusted friend, and now the whole city of Paris is after me. Your daughter's life is in danger right now and I'm the only one who can save her, so it's either you open up this door right now, or it's goodbye to your little girl."

The couple on the other side stayed quiet, unsure what to say or do. Should they trust some stranger? It's obvious that you shouldn't but...what if they were telling the truth, especially since they might know about your missing daughter....

Sabine looked up at her husband, "Tom please, maybe he knows where she is."

Her husband shrugged, "and what if he doesn't?" His wife smiled, "If I recalled correctly, your exact words were 'we must stay strong and hope', isn't that what we must do?"

"*sigh* I guess we'll give it a go." Tom turned over to the door and unlocked it.

Slowly turning the knob, then opening it wide enough to reveal the figure from the other side.

They couple gasped, then looked at each other with widened eyes, then back at the figure. They couldn't believe who they were seeing with their very own eyes.

"C-Cat noir?!", they both shouted.

Why did I skip so much space?? 😑
455 words. Sorry this was short I was rushing through it Im really tired and tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment, again 🙄

And NO Chat wasn't reincarnated or anything, 😀 Sorry that I took forever to update too I know i suck 🙂.  I actually want to finish this story soon but there's a lot to write.
*sighs deeply in the background*

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