I hate myself. A hero of Paris, yet a villain too.
I opened my drawers to find my needles I used for sewing. I picked my smallest and sharpest, then held it to my skin.
"NO DON'T DO THIS MARINETTE!" Tikki cried.
I choked back a sob.
"What's the point Tikki, Adrien hates me, I killed someone and now, now I hate myself. I JUST WANT TO DIE! Tikki your right, I shouldn't just do this. I should end it now."
"Marinette what do you mean?"
I walked to my balcony and let out my emotions into the unknown: "Adrien, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for killing your father. I'm sorry for being selfish, I'm sorry I never accepted your love as chat. I'm sorry for failing you as your friend. I'm sorry mum and dad for leaving you. I'm sorry Tikki and all the other kwamis for doing this to you. I'm sorry Alya and Nino. I'm sorry for everything.
"Marinette what are you doing?" Cried Tikki.
I kissed Tikkis nose.
"Goodbye Tikki."
I jumped to my death.
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