Bullied (A Miraculous Fanfiction)

Chapter 16

Adrien's POV

The ride back to the apartment was a blur. Mrinette simply leaned against me and dozed off. It must have been overwhelming to learn that one of the people in your life that you truly liked was only after one thing. I was beyond pissed that Luka would ever hurt her, but then again, that would make me a hypocrite. I was an ass. All the people she trusts always end up hurting her. I don't know why she even interacts with me after the torture I put her through for years. 

We arrived at the apartment, and I nudged Marinette awake. She groggily followed me up the flight of stairs and into the apartment. She flung herself at the bed the second that we got in, and I laughed to myself. She passed out almost immediately. I took it upon myself to slip her shoes off, and put the covers over her. Seeing that she was taking up most of the bed, I decided to sleep on the couch. I waltzed over to the tan suede couch, and plopped down. I looked over the back of the couch, and at Marinette. 

I loved to look at her. Her hair, her eyes, her lips, everything intrigued me. I loved to listen to her, too. Her breathing put me at ease, the tone quality of her voice was amazing, and her laugh was guaranteed to make me smile along with her. I felt jolts between us when I held her hand. 

Then again, I hated to look at her. I had to live with the fact that I hurt this sweet, broken girl. I had to live knowing that I am part of the reason she is broken today. Every time I look into her ocean eyes (A/N: You really know how to make me cry when you give me those ocean eyes--love that song) I remembered the times where I only saw fear. Each time I held her hand, I was brought back to a time where I would hold her arms back as I assaulted her. I was a monster. I was a bully. I bullied the girl I love.

As I thought about it, I realized I loved her. I stood up with my new realization, and went over to the bed. I pushed her midnight hair away from eyes and behind her ear. I lightly kissed her cheek and let myself linger there for a second. 

It took me a moment before I returned back to the couch. I fell asleep listening to her soft snores. 

LE TIME SKIP

The next morning, we decided to sleep in. Or rather, we woke up late. Marinette and I went to a local cafe and talked while eating brunch. We mapped out what we would do today, and she seemed pretty content with what we had planned. She and I were going to take a walk, visit the Big Ben, go to the Tower Bridge, shop a little, and then we had dinner reservations. 

What she didn't know is I had a plan for us after dinner that I knew she'd love.

The day went as planned with us walking in Hyde Park, then visiting a shopping centre. We visited a few stores, and we bought a lot of things—most of them being for Marinette. As promised, we saw Big Ben and the Tower Bridge. We spent about five hours simply walking around and seeing what London had to offer.

We went back to the apartment to rest and prepare for dinner. I took a nap and Marinette watched some TV. I woke up to my alarm going off. It was time for me to start getting ready for dinner. The TV was still on, and knowing Marinette, she was probably lying down and watching. In my semi-tired state, I didn't bother checking on her. I thought she could also be asleep too, and didn't want to interrupt if that were the case.

I walked the short distance to the bathroom, and opened the door. The second the door opened, I stopped. Standing there was a half naked Marinette. Her back was to me, and I could see some fading bruises. Her back was a mixture of blue, yellow, and black. As my eyes continued to travel down, I saw her legs slightly matched her back. She must have had a lot of makeup on her legs the other night because they didn't look like that when she was wearing a dress.