The Cat's Hour; A MariChat/Adrienette story (Readers choice) SIN

Chapter twelve

Okay...so to answer a couple of common questions real quick. Yes, I am still writing. I am still writing this book and working on my two others along with a new one coming after my three works for all my ATLA fans since the show was recently added to Netflix. Another frequent thing some get confused about is why sometimes chapters say something like "last time you voted for scenario A". To clarify, at the time it was scenario A but as people continue to vote after the new chapter has been posted it may change. So just to clear that up it means it was the most voted scenario at the time. Second thing, please feel free to harass me into writing new chapters. As I have said before, your comments keep me writing. So if you yell at me to write a new chapter...I shall provide. I'm not being sarcastic. The reason I continue to write is because of those of you who interact with my terrible writing and let me know what you like about it or even some things I could improve. Don't hesitate to ask (or demand) for a new chapter. I get it. However, please be courteous to other writers. Many of them don't want your harassment and it makes them want to write less.

Anyways, now that that is out of the way. Enjoy :)

Previous Choice(Scenario B)

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The words replayed through her mind over and over.

"I'm the real Chat Noir."

Everything seemed so wrong. Two halves that had no business being put together. And yet...it made sense. Complete sense. All she could think of were the right and wrongs. Everything that further made her insides burn with regret. Was any of it real at all? What is real? She had so many questions. Most importantly...

"Why?"

She began to shiver as a strong realization came over her. Every word he had said. Every comforting gesture.  Every hug. Every kiss. Every night. Were those real? Was the other half of him real? Did his kindness exist anymore? No. His morality. Everything must have been a lie. A ploy. An ingenious scheme so well thought out. The perfect crime. It was all fake. Everything he said to her as Chat Noir must have been fake. She stumbled back a bit. She didn't know what to do with his words. Her anger built up. She remembered now what must have been true. The wrongs. Every gross remark that made her uncomfortable. Every push. Left. Right. Against the wall. Every smirk. Every breath. Every stroke. Every single goddamn touch. It felt like fire. She was ready to explode. She was going to explode.

"Why, Adrien?"

He couldn't bring himself to speak seeing the first tear fall onto her cheek. He sighed out slightly desperately trying to say something. To make all the wrongs right...but he couldn't.

"What did you expect out of this? Was everything just suppose to go back to the way it was? Why would you..."

"I-I didn't want you...I didn't want you to feel conflicted." He had now realized while saying this just how dumb his reasoning was.

"Hah...conflicted. I think I am far beyond conflicted by now Adrien. Do you even realize that the things you are doing...the choices you are making are affecting the people around you? They are affecting me, Adrien." She croaked. 

He looked down to avoid her crying face. 

"Y-You can't just...mess with people's feelings because it makes you feel good about yourself! But I'm sure you already know that..."

"M-Mar- That's not what this was about...you're different."

"That's just the issue then Adrien, isn't it? I'm different. The one who had to hide her feelings from you to avoid being hurt again. But that is just what happened. The more I push you away the more you corner me. The more I push you away the more you persist and I can't keep playing your games. I'm so tired of trying to change someone who couldn't care less about me. You can't hurt people because you're hurting. You deceived me. I thought you actually had the heart to change. Even now you can't look at me? Can't say my name?"