Chapter 24: Trust (1/2)

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HEY MY DEVILLED EGGS, ITZÁ ME! 

DID YA MISS ME? 

ARE YOU EXITED FOR THE CHAPTER?  

DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS FOR ME? (DOESNT HAVE TO BE ABOUT THE BOOK)

I AM BACK! BACK FROM MY HOLIDAY! BACK TO UPLOADING 2 TIMES A WEEK! I HAD A BLAST AND I ENJOYED SPENDING MORE TIME WITH MY FAMILY, WE MET UP W/ MY GRANDPARENTS FOR THE LAST WEEK AND I'M PRETTY SURE I GOT MY DAD BROKE IN NEW MARKET (GREAT CARD GAME). XD. WHAT CAN I SAY, IM A MASTER AT CARDS! WE ALSO PLAYED ALOT OF CLUDEO, AGAIN WHIPPED THERE ASSES OFF, HIGH INTUITION BOO! THO, I HAVE TO SAY IM NOT THAT GOOD AT CHESS :( MAKES MEH BRAIN HURT! 

ANYWAY, IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT MY HOLIDAY AND THE NIGHTMARE BEACH TRIP YOU CAN ASK ME AND ILL UPLOAD A CHAPTER ALL ABOUT IT (SPOILER ALERT, SOME RANDOM DOG PEED ON OUT BARBECUE >:( NOT FUN)

ALSO, FOR ANY OF YOU WONDERING HOW MANY NOTIFICATIONS I GOT, IT WAS 407 (NOT INCLUDING PRIVATE MESSAGES) O-O, IT WAS A LOT TO WORK THROUGH! XD

YOU PROBABLY WANT TO GET ON WITH THE CHAPTER NOW SOOOOOO: 

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Emma's POV: 

I paced around my room, biting my nails in worry. What if he asks more questions, what if he gives up being chat noir, what if I've just caused the death of me AND my siblings!? 

I was scared; scared of what might happen to our future. I walked back and forth across the floor of my room, waiting for Louis and Charlotte to get back. They were out looking for a cheap-ish DVD player that we could play the CD mum gave to me. We were all clueless on what to do in this time and mum had clearly given it to us for a reason. Some part of me felt guilty for blackmailing Gabriel: after all he is my grandfather. We could've just asked Nathalie to find us a player in the house but this had to be a secret. Getting the money from Gabriel and keeping this CD top secret is priority number 1 (other than saving what's left of me and my siblings future.) 

It was nearly 5:00 before I heard a knock on my door. I headed over; expecting to see Charlotte and Louis return with the DVD player but that was not the case. 

"Hey...Emma." 

I slammed the door. I couldn't deal with this right now. Adrien can't come up and start asking me a bunch of questions! What do I say. I already had to deal with alya's interrogation earlier today at school. 

Without opening or even looking at the door I answered. "Hey," we both sounded nervous, afraid and confused all at once. I didn't need to see his face to know what he was thinking. "So...why,w..what areyouuu...." I couldn't get a sentence out. I didn't want to risk saying anything else stupid. 

"I just want to talk," I heard him tug the door handle . I looked down at it. Tempting as it was I kept it closed, my back pressed up against the metal between us. I stayed silent... there was a long moment of it until he spoke again. "I... this is important. If you know, you're in danger." 

I bit my lip, fighting back the urge to cry. I'm already in danger god damn it! "I...I know." Is all I could say. I couldn't say anything else. I had to end the conversation. He had to leave. Soon Hugo and Louis would be back and we would know how to fix all this! But he couldn't be here. 

"We need to speak, with ladybug, or....someone else. We need to know that we can trust you. I need to know if we can trust you." He sounded desperate. Adrien was afraid of losing his miraculous, there was no doubt about that. I wasn't going to let that happen though; if it did any chance we have of getting the future on the right track is gone. 

I wasn't going to respond to him. If I had said I knew all this time...that would only lead to more questions. If I said he could trust me where was my proof. I broke my promise to Louis, and Charlotte, and mum and dad and I screwed everything up again. I wouldn't trust me. It's true I wouldn't.

Adrien wanted me to say something, but he knew I wouldn't. "Please come to the Eiffel Tower.....10 pm. I hope you'll be there. If....if you aren't, I don't know what I can say to ladybug...I might not be cat noir anymore...." He was on the verge of tears. 

"I'llbethere." 

"Thank you.....Emma," 

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