Feelings

36-Luka

It's been a few days since I was akumatized and I'm trying to think of how to talk to Marinette. I mean, she told me to talk to her. Obviously she doesn't know that I know her secret identity but I found out a while ago. I honestly have no clue how to tell her though. Even if she rejects me I still need her to know how I feel. I sit on my bed with my guitar when an idea pops into my head. I should write her a song. That's what I do best. I grab my notepad and begin to scribble down some lyrics.

                                       You are the music that's playing in my head
                                       You are the melody that's beating in my heart
                                       I've loved you from the moment I met you
                                      I've loved you from the very start

I like that. And I'm sure she will too.

                                       So I'm praying right now that you love me too
                                      Because all I ever think about is marrying you
                                      I hope that you hear me and stand by my side
                                      And that one day, you'll be my bride

I put down my notebook and bgin to play my guitar to come up with a melody. After a while I work it out and begin to play. I finish singing and hear a slow, sarcastic clapping from behind me.

"So cute," I turn around and see Juleka with a smile on her face. "But it's a little cheesy, don't ya think."
"Shutup Jules," I pout, throwing a pillow at her.
"Luka, it's a good song, don't get me wrong. BUT, you're going to have to do more than just sing to her."
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Well, you should take her to a romantic date in the park, or by the river. Cook her loads of amazing food and be a gentleman. Then sing the song at the end of the night. That's what I would do," she tells me.
"Right, I'm going to do it!" I say, standing up. "Jules, will you help me with it!"
"Hold your horses bro. Mari's in London for the weekend." She says.
"Oh right, well then I'll do it next weekend," I smile.
"Awesome!"
Suddenly, we hear our mum call our names from the deck of the boat.

"Mum, what's wrong?" I ask.
"Well you know your friend Marinette...." she starts.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?" I yell.
She just looks at me and turns on the news.

Today has been the most eventful day for Parisians as the identity of Hawkmoth was revealed early this morning. Gabriel Agreste was arrested for abuse towards Adrien Agreste and then Ladybug revealed that he was the face behind Hawkmoth's mask. However, he managed to excape and get to London where he took a Parisian girl, who was visisting London, hostage. He pretended to be Marinette Dupain-Cheng's taxi driver and drove her away from her location. He repeatedly threw her to the ground, leaving the girl with many cuts in her head. Chat Noir and the police luckily got there just in time and Gabriel Agreste was arrested and taken to prison. Marinette was rushed to St. George's Hospital with many injuries. At this time we are unsure why Gabriel targeted this specific girl other than what Chat Noir has told us. Chat Noir told the police that he wanted an unspecified item from her but he was unsure of what it was. There will be more details to follow.

My mum switches off the TV and both her and Juleka stare at me. A tear rolls down my cheek. Without a word I stand up and get off of the boat.
"LUKA!" Juleka calls but I continue walking. I have to clear my head. Soon my walk turns into a run. I don't know where I'm going but I just keep running and go wherever my legs take me. I eventually get tired and sit on a bench in the park near to Marinette's house. I stare up at her window and imagine the pain she's feeling right now. I have to see her. I need to see her. I get up and run back home.

"MUM! I need my passport!" I shout.
"What for?" She questions.
"I need to get to Marinette!" I tell her.
She nods and goes into her room. A few moments later she returns with my passport and some money.
"There's enough money there to get a train ticket and to get a taxi when you get to London. Be safe and give Marinette my love," She kisses my head and I grab my guitar before I wave goodbye.
I run to the train station and buy a ticket. It's quite a lot of money but I don't care. I have to get to Marinette.

I sit on the train and stare out the window. I hope she's okay. The train starts moving and I can't sit still the entire journey. I'm too scared. I take my guitar out of the case and stare at the strings. I begin to play. I know I shouldn't on a train but I have to. It's the only thing capable of calming me down.

"You're good, kid," The lady next to me says.
"Thankyou. I've been playing my whole life," I reply.
"So have I," she smiles. "May I play something?" I nod as I hand her the guitar. She strums a beautiful melody and when she's done she turns to me.
"That was amazing!" I tell her.
"Thanks. I wrote that myself."
"You're really talented!"

We talk about music for the rest of the journey but my mind keeps finding it's way back to Marinette. As soon as the train stops, I stand up.
"Woah, you in a rush?" The lady laughs.
"Yeah, kind of," I reply.
"Well go on then, get out of here!"
I smile at her before jumping off the train. I get in the back of a taxi .
"St. George's Hospital, please." I tell him and he nods.
The journey takes just over an hour so the charge is pretty expensive but I pay him, plus tip. I get out and run towards the door. Then I realise, I have no idea what ward she's in. This hospital is huge, it'll take me forever to find her. I start to worry but I see a familiar face in the distance.

"HEY! CHAT NOIR!" I shout, storming over.
"Luka?" He looks confused.
"WHERE'S MARINETTE?" I shout.
"She's in surgery, you can't go in," he tells me.
"SURGERY! THE GIRL I LOVE IS HAVING TO HAVE SURGERY!" I scream a little too loud.
"The girl you love?" He gasps.
"YEAH! AND DON'T TRY AND SAY THAT YOU LOVE HER BECAUSE IF YOU DID YOU WOULD HAVE SAVED HER!" I cry.
"I DID! I GOT HERE AS SOON AS I COULD!" He yells back.

My blood is boiling and my heart is pounding. I don't even really think that I'm mad at Chat Noir, I'm just mad at the world. But I need someone to take my anger out on. I ball up my fist and my knuckles turn white. I pull it back and take a swing at his face. My fist connects with his jaw and he yells in pain. I look at him and see blood dribbling from his mouth. I step back and look at my shaking hands. I can't believe I just did that.

"DID YOU REALLY JUST HIT ME!" He spits.
"Yeah, I did. What you gonna do about it?" I hiss. This isn't me but I just have so much anger in me that I have to do this.
"THIS!" He says as his fist meets my cheek.

I push him back and he hits the wall behind him. He grabs my shirt and throws me to the floor. I jump straight back up and punch him in the stomach. He screams and blood curling scream and drops to the ground. He's shaking and I suddenly realise what I've done. I always knew that Adrien was Chat Noir but for some reason in the heat of the moment I forgot. Then I remember what I say on the news earlier that morning. He had a broken rib. And I'd just punched him there. He layed on the ground crying and screaming. Oh dear god, what have I done?