Never Forget

Chapter 5

Sorry for the long wait....again

Luka's POV

The ride home was relaxing as I felt the cold rain hit my face. When I sped around cars or took a sharp turn, I felt Marinette's arms tighten around my waist. It was cute and managed to put a smile on my face. When I pulled up to my house, I helped Marinette take the helmet off of her head. I held her hand in mine as I led her onto the deck. We had to step over a few boxes and other objects here and there to make it downstairs. My mom does not like a clean home and prefers to keep it messy. It has been this way since dad left. Dad was a neat freak, so neat spaces remind my mom of him. It took Juleka and I a while to get used to it, but we have gotten accustomed to it. Once we entered the living room, I let go of Marinette's hand to grab a few towels so we could dry off from the rain. When I came back to her, she was standing in the middle of the room, gazing off with her arms wrapped around her shivering, drenched body. I quickly wrapped a towel around her before leading her to Juleka and I's room. I motioned my hand to my bed and she hesitantly sat down on it as I set the other towels next to her.

"Stay here, I'll be right back," I assured before ambling to the kitchen. I opened the freezer and was met with cold air as my hand reached for an ice pack. When I entered my room once again, Marinette still sat on my bed with a towel wrapped around her. She stared out the window and into the dark sky. She flinched when I pressed the cold ice pack to her red cheek. "What happened?" I questioned.

"Nothing," she mumbled as she gazed off to the side.

"You can trust me, Marinette. Please. I want to help you," I exclaimed, but she continued to sit in silence. I sighed as I set the ice pack aside and got up once more to grab a big, fluffy blanket from the living room that was sure to make her feel warm and safe. I removed the towel from Marinette's shoulders and put it to the side. I sat down beside her and wrapped the blanket around the both of us and leaned my back against the wall that my bed was set up against. "I really care about you and it hurts me to see you this way so please, tell me what happened," I begged.

"Adrien and I....um....," she faltered. I took her hand and squeezed it, hoping that it would provide her reassurance. She took a shaky breath before continuing. "We got into an argument today," she continued as a tear slipped from her eye. I was shocked by her words. What could have caused this? They seem to be the perfect couple and both look so happy together.

"What was the argument about?" I questioned.

"He was thinking about his mom again, so I tried to comfort him. I gave him advice by telling him to move on from her death, but he took it the wrong way. He became so aggressive and it startled me. I've never seen him that way before. He started yelling all of these hurtful things at me. I know he didn't mean anything he said, it was out of anger. Deep down though, it still hurts," she explained.

What the fuck Adrien?  You asshole! I trusted you to take care of her, but you harm her instead? You do not deserve her love! I felt the heat of anger rise within me, but I did not want to scare Marinette more as she already was, so I swallowed my anger and balled my hands into fists.

"Did it get physical?" I questioned once more.

"H-he," she sniffled. " he slapped me," she finally admitted and burst into tears. At this point, my anger skyrocketed. I trusted that stupid Adrien to take care of her, but the only thing he does it hurt her? I knew I should not have trusted that rich playboy. He hurt the one person who truly understands me. Who does he think he is? I tried keeping it together for Marinette. I enveloped her into a hug as she let out her tears.

"It hurts so much, Luka," she cried. "I trusted him..."

"Shhhh. Everything is gonna be okay, I promise," I whispered into her ear as she continued to tremble in my arms. After a long time, her trembles began to fade. I pulled away from our embrace just enough to see her heartbroken face. I wiped the tears from her cheeks as she gazed into my eyes in silence. I gazed back at her eyes too. The ones that once held so much joy and optimism now lost their shine and turned dull grey. How could Adrien hurt such a loving girl like Marinette? She is just so innocent and pure. She always puts other people before herself. She is so beautiful too. The way the sun reflects on her silky, blue hair and the way her bluebell eyes sparkle makes my heart stop. Goddamn, and I can not forget about that sweet pussy and her thick ass. I would swim all day in her panties if she were mine. If only she would just let me "love" her. My eyes left her's as they traveled down to her slightly parted pink lips. I still have a chance to make her mine. Marinette remained still as I leaned in for a kiss. I was about a centimeter away and I could feel her warm breath on my face before...

her phone rang.