Broken lady

by Hidingfrom_me

Summary:

Marinette is completely overwhelmed by what is happening, her school life is completely ruined because of Lila lies she can’t deal with this anymore she is at her breaking point from all the pressure the world put on her shoulder.

•TW• : this works contain self-harm and other triggering theme if you are triggered by any of this please don’t read this story.

Sorry for the bad summary, English is not my first language so the grammar is meh.

Notes:

Hi this is my first fanfic so I hope it’s not too bad, the grammar is meh cuz English is not my first language but I hope it won’t disturb you.
If you have any suggestions for improving this work please write it in the comment cuz I will read them. ( even if it’s grammar correction)
Anyways hope you enjoy ;)

Chapter 1: Giving up ?

Marinette was so tired, so fucking tired.

After years of looking out for everyone, years of always being here for them they chose a girl they just met over her, her life was falling apart Lila Rossi ( this bitch ) stole all her friend with her lies while Marinette was busy saving them from hawkmoth. Her only two remaining friend (Adrien and Luka ) were out of town, chat hasn’t been coming to patrol for some time and she had to fight the akuma alone because she couldn’t bring herself to give her friends their miraculous, she was all alone trying to keep herself afloat. She lay down on her bed only to cry to her heart concern.

 

Slowly getting up while her eyes were still red and burning from the crying, she got down from her bed and walked toward her desk where tons of unfinished project for her friend were laying, she told Tikki she was going to take a shower and took out her earrings, she quickly opened the drawer and grabbed the cutter. She ran to the bathroom feeling guilty to be such a bad gardien for Tikki, she locked the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror “pathetic, you are so pathetic Marinette Dupain-Cheng” .

She took off her sweater that looked baggy on her bony body and sat on the floor as she got the blade out of the cutter she looked at her right arm for a long time before finally raising her other hand and slowly drawing lines on her already scarred arm, when she couldn’t see her skin under the blood anymore she switched hands and got onto the other arm, she knew how deep she could go before hitting a vein and she didn’t want to hit one, at least not today.

After finally achieving her master piece of raw flesh and pouring blood, she actually turned on the shower and took a very long one. She stepped out of the shower and opened the small cabinet taking out some bandage that she quickly covered her wounds with before putting on pyjamas and her sweater. She left the cutter in the cabinet not wanting Tikki to see it.

By the time she came out of the bathroom the sun was going down and she still had tons of homework, lately her grades weren’t good because she wasn’t able to take notes in class thanks to her friends  who made sure she was failing every subject.

 

She put her earrings back on before sitting down at her desk pushing her abandoned project to the side to make place for her homework, she didn’t really like homework but it distracted her from her thoughts.
She was so concentrated that she almost didn’t hear her mom calling her for dinner. She slowly walked down the stairs to join her parents for diner, seeing her plate full of food made her sick in the stomach.

« I’m not really hungry, I’m gonna put some of the pasta back in the pan »

Sabine sighted and gave a worried look to Marinette

« Sweetheart you almost never eat anymore are you fine ? »

« Yes mom I’m fine it’s just that time of the month »

Marinette felt guilty using this as an excuse but she didn’t want her mom to worry about her losing weight

« Okay then sweetie »

They ate in silence since Marinette didn’t talk about her day at school anymore and when her parent asked about it she would only give vague answers.

After finishing diner Marinette quickly grabbed her plate and put it in the dishwasher before trying to escape to her room.

« Don’t you wanna watch a movie with us Marinette ? »

She turned around to look at her dad who had a hopeful look in his eyes

« Sorry dad, I still have homework to finish maybe tomorrow »

She tried a smile that looked more like grimace. She felt really bad worrying them like she was doing, but she couldn’t share any of her burden with them.

 

She felt relived closing her trap door, finally being alone she walk towards her desk once again to continue her homework.

« Finally I finished everything »

She looked at her phone to check the time 01:32 this wasn’t good she quickly took all her homework and put them in her school bag before climbing up in her bed.

Her phone buzzed, she checked who send her the message only to realize that it was Alya her best friend  that now gave her the cold shoulder and even laughed when Lila made fun of her.

An unpleasant feeling made his way to Marinette heart but since it was Alya the girl that Marinette could have trusted her life to just a few months ago.

She pressed the notification and taped her code instantly regretting it as she slowly read the message.

 

Alya : I can’t believe what you did to Lila !I shouldn’t even be surprised that’s how you were all along, you bully. I can’t understand why you are being so mean to someone so nice and gentle. How can you treat her so horribly while she has done nothing to you !

 

You are truly no ‘every day ladybug’ you maybe are the furthest thing from ladybug, you’re no hero even hawkmoth wouldn’t dare do something so horrible to someone so pure.

Bet you thought we wouldn’t find out about you harassing Lila, but unlucky you we did and you are not getting away with it. You should have seen the way Lila cried while telling us what you did and what you said. She looked so afraid of you, she was the only one who saw your true colour and she was petrified to tell us about it. How dare you, you truly is an horrible person like a fucking monster. Lila isn’t the one that need to kill herself - you are.

 

Without even realizing it big tears rolled down Marinette cheeks wetting her sweater

She couldn’t process what she just read Alya her «  best friend  » just accused her of death treats and extreme bullying while she was the one receiving such treatment from Lila. With trembling hands she tried to write a coherent message to Alya.

 

Marinette : Alya I have no idea what you mean, or even what I’m accused of. You know me and you know that I would never hurt anyone in the way you are implying. Can we please talk about it face to face to end this misunderstanding. You’re my best friend I don’t want our friendship to end like this.

Can you please believe me ?

 

She send the message anxiously looking at her screen as it show that Alya has seen the message and is writing a reply

 

Alya : NEVER CALL ME YOUR BEST FRIEND AGAIN YOU DISGUSTING LYING BITCH IF I WAS ANYONE BEST FRIEND I WOULD BE LILA BEST FRIEND. Go kill yourself marinette

 

She couldn’t believe what she just read Alya her  best friend  the girl she has been through every thing with, the one she even entrusted a miraculous to just told her to go kill herself.

She dropped her phone and lay down to cry, not wanting to wake the small god sleeping next to her she grabbed a pillow and buried her head in it. She cried until she couldn’t breath and that her eyes were empty. All of a sudden her arm started to itches horribly, she scratched her arms until all her wounds were opened again and that her sweater sleeves were drenched in blood. Realizing that her bed sheets were now stained with big red splash, she climbed down her bed changed sweater and putted the stained one in the sink as she put bandages on again ‘ shit the box is almost empty I need to buy new one’ . She slowly walked down the stairs not wanting to wake her parents up and went into the kitchen to take a sponge. She quickly ran up the stairs not making a sound. She silently closed the trap door and went to the bathroom to wet the sponge. Marinette climbed back into her bed as quietly as she could with the wet sponge in hand. She cleaned the blood and thrown the sponge on the floor. She was so tired she got under the covers and turned on her phone only to get reminded that it was 02:23, she quickly opened her phone and grabbed her headphones blasting music in her ears.

She knew it was bad for her but she needed to cover her thoughts if she wanted to sleep.

 

She woke up early as she got used to not wanting to cause another drama for baring late. She woke up Tikki and climbed down to get her prepared outfit of the day.

She went into the bathroom to change herself not wanting Tikki to see the bandages. She took a quick glance in the mirror and was satisfied enough with her outfit. She traded the typical pink capri jean, light pink ballerinas, Black cardigan with rolled sleeve and pink bag for a straight high rise jean, a white long sleeved T-shirt, a baggy black jacket, black sneakers and a black bag. High schoolers were mean, especially to her, her every mouvement was scrutinized like that of a caged animal. After putting on a ton of concealer she calmly walked out of the bathroom took her bag and went downstairs. Her parents forced her to take a croissant before heading to school, she told them that she would eat it on the way before practically running away from the bakery. Not wanting to overthink she putted her headphones on and blasted music in her ears once again. She took the croissant out and gave it to Tikki who was more than happy to have breakfast.

 

As the school came into view, she slowed down and putted her headphones in her bag.

She stopped walking when she saw Alya alone which was very rare as she was always glued to Lila, Marinette hesitated a moment before deciding to take her chance and walked quickly towards her best friend before seeing a brunette running and hugging Alya from behind. Marinette could have swore she saw Lila smirk at her before Alya cheerfully said

« Hey girl, are you feeling better I was so worried about you yesterday »

« Alya you truly are my best friend, you are the only one who care for me so much »

Seeing that Lie-la (as she liked to call her) has stolen her chance once again she turned around before hearing

« Really I’m your best friend Lila ? That makes me so happy girl »

That simple sentence broke something inside of Marinette, holding back her tears she ran inside the school. She entered the classroom checking if anyone was around before going to her seat and finally crying the tears she had been holding in.

Everyone started to enter the classroom as Marinette had putted some concealer back on to look more presentable. Once again Marinette could have swore that Lie-la smirked at her before sitting down in the seat Alya had unofficially kicked Marinette out. She was all alone in the back of the class since they were all avoiding her like the pest. At least that mean it wasn’t noisy, she didn’t even try to take her notebook out as 5 others had already been destroyed by Lila minions.

Class went by slowly, when the school bell rang Marinette waited a while before taking her bag and running to the bathroom but unlucky little her Alya and Sabrina were waiting for her. They practically dragged her in the locker room, Marinette didn’t have enough energy for that she just let them insult her as usual until Alya took something out of her pocket

« Here is my last gift for you Marinette, you can keep my half of the necklace I don’t want to have anything to do with someone like you »

Another thing shattered in Marinette heart, she started crying as Alya gave her the necklace

« Alya please can’t you understand, she’s  lying, you know I wouldn’t do something so horrible not even to my worst enemy »

Marinette tried to say half sobbing.

Her left cheek was suddenly burning, her brain couldn’t process the fact that her best friend just slapped her.

Alya and Sabrina looked as shocked as she was but immediately after the flame in Alya’s eyes grew even bigger

« Never say something about Lila again you bitch, if I hear you are bullying her again you won’t get away with it so easily and keep that in mind WE AREN’T EVEN FRIENDS ANYMORE YOU… YOU FUCKING NOBODY »

Then they left but Marinette didn’t care anymore the last light had left her eyes she slowly got up and walked into the toilet and locked the door behind her she took off her earring and took out a pair of scissors she drew many lines on both of her arms before looking at her reflection with a mischievous look in her eyes.

 

She would hit where it hurt.            
‘Marinette Dupain-Cheng your death is going to be spectacular’

Chapter 2: Expelled

Notes:

Hi sorry this chapter took so long to update those last days have been rough.
I’m still very happy I didn’t abandoned this work. Anyways I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter ;)

Marinette gave herself a last glance before wrapping her arm in the bandages she  left in her bag just in case. She took her bag and left the bathroom without looking back as the school bell rang. She entered the classroom her head held up high looking at Lie-la with pure disgust stunting from her eyes.

She slowly walked up the stairs looking at each and every one of those people she once called friends . She sat down and didn’t even bother to look at Mrs Bustier, she knew her classmate were giving her weird glance but right now she didn’t care.

She was planning her own death how ironic.

 

The school bell rang again announcing lunch, excited small talk rises up in the class as everyone packed their stuff except Marinette. She sat here all along for quite some time before finally getting up and taking her bag.

She slowly walked to the cafeteria feeling every eyes turn their attention to her.

The blond girl almost everyone disliked approached Marinette.

« Look who it is Sabrina, it’s the fat baker girl. »

Marinette looked at her feet, she’d lost so much weight but Chloe still found her fat, it hurts.

« Maybe you should stop eating so much pastries all day Dupain-cheng »

Marinette was used to laughter but one especially caught her ear, she looked with the edge of her eyes and saw Alya laughing about her with Sabrina, Lie-la in the act of looking nice told them to stop loud enough so they could hear her but not loud enough to actually make them stop. Burning tears filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

 

She ran to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. Someone entered the bathroom and locked the doors behind them.

« Poor Marinette, look how everyone turned their back on you. »

This excruciating voice, it was Lie-la.

« Come out and I’ll be gentle »

That bitter sweet voice was so horrible. Marinette knew Lie-la wasn’t going to be gentle but at least she wouldn’t pull some trick in class. She slowly came out of the bathroom stall and didn’t look up to Lie-la.

« Not so proud now that we’re alone, huh Marinette ? »

Marinette didn’t answer.

« Why don’t you answer me, you stupid bitch »

Sweetly asked Lie-la pushing her nails into Marinette right hand.

« Come on tell me, how does it feel to be friendless »

Marinette’s blood started to drip from her hand but she didn’t care about such a little pain.

« Ugh you’re no fun to toy with if you don’t try to fight back. »

She violently pushed her on the sink and started to hit Marinette where the bruises wouldn’t be seen.

After a few minutes Lie-la got bored of Marinette as she wouldn’t make a sound.

« You’re gonna pay for not being a good toy »

Smirked Lie-la before leaving the bathroom with a bruised and broken Marinette.

 

« Why won’t you record her to have proof Marinette »

The little voice coming from her bag surprised her.

« I already tried they just don’t want to believe me, like they were waiting for an opportunity to get rid of me. »

« Don’t say that Marinette, this girl just almost brain washed them. »

« We both know that’s not true Tikki »

« Come on Marinette, don’t be like that »

« BE LIKE WHAT, THE GIRL THEY FUCKING HATE »

Tikki quickly hid in marinette’s bag scared by her outburst.

« I’m sorry Tikki, I didn’t mean to scream I’m just tired »

« It’s fine Marinette »

« Let’s go back to class, at least I won’t meet anyone »

Marinette took her bag and went to class in a hurry. She sat there trying to catch the sleep her insomnia stole. The bell rang loudly and woke marinette up, slowly the classroom started to fill up with students.

Again Marinette didn’t even look at Mrs Bustier but looked outside the window watching a bird feed her kids.

She took a glance at Alya and was surprised when the brunette normally sitting next to her was nowhere to be seen.

She thought that she probably faked an illness to go home, but as that thought left her mind.

« Marinette Dupain-Cheng please go to the principal office »

Everyone turned around as surprised as Marinette. She quickly got out of the classroom escaping the intense stare. She speculated on what could have got her summoned in the principal office, those thoughts evaporated her mind when she entered the office and saw Lie-la with fake crocodile tears.

 

« Hello Marinette please take a sit »

Mr Damocles harshly spoke what Marinette stepped inside.

« I am very disappointed in you Marinette, those types of behaviour are prohibited in this lycée »

« Excuse me sir but what have I done ? »

« Marinette you have been harassing Lila, since she got here. For that you will be expelled only temporarily thanks to your camarade Lila, your parents have already been called to pick you up »

Marinette blankly stared at Mr Damocles face. She felt burning tears fill up her eyes and run down her face but she didn’t even try to wipe them.

« Sir I didn’t want to get Marinette expelled please rethink the punishment »

Lie-la exclaimed with her fake and excruciating voice, Marinette glared at her, eyes filled with hatred.

« Marinette’s punishment is the lightest I can give for bullying, please return to class Lila »

Lie-la slowly got up and walked towards the door, Marinette followed her with her eye. As she passed the door Marinette could have swore once again that Lie-la smirked at her. But that wasn’t her priority her perfect scholarship was going to be stained, maybe she wouldn’t even go to her dream college, maybe her only hope of escaping had just been shattered.

Marinette’s parents practically bursted into the room, they were furious, at first Marinette thought they would scream at her but they didn’t. They both sat down and started arguing with Mr Damocles.

« Sir, Marinette wouldn’t do that, please check the culprit with the victim again »

« Ma’am I have proof against Marinette whatever you say she will be at least expelled for two weeks »

« Really proof what kind of proof show me »

Mr Damocles took out multiple pictures, you couldn’t see they were photoshopped but if you knew Marinette you would’ve have known they were fake.

Hopefully Marinette looked at her mom wishing she knew it was fake only to meet with a glacial and angry stare.

« Thank you for telling us about this Mr Damocles, Marinette and I are going to have a talk »

Marinette heart practically stopped beating as she heard those words, in distress she tried to look at her father who turned away from her sorry looking.

« Thank you for understanding Mrs Dupain-Cheng, Marinette you can go back to class to take your bag »

Holding back her tears Marinette slowly got up and walked towards the door, the walk back to the classroom felt like an eternity. She knocked on the class door and entered without a word, silently walking up the stairs she didn’t care about the incessant stare. She grabbed her stuff and walked down the stairs, Mrs Bustier clearly not aware of what was happening looked at Marinette with concern.

« Ma’am can I tell something to the class before leaving ? »

« Of course Marinette »

« Well everyone, your efforts payed off… I’m expelled »

Some laughter were heard here or there as Mrs bustier made a gasp.

« And for this I would like to give my special thanks, Alya thank you for being the most unloyal friend I ever had, Sabrina thank for being the sheep you are and following liar, Chloé thank you for being the only one who didn’t change with Lie-la and of course Lie-la a thousand thank you for being the lying bitch you are and ruining my entire life »

Marinette left the classroom with a courteous bow, tears rolling down her cheeks as Alya and Chloé were screaming insult. Marinette closed the door and collapsed right in front of it, at least she told them what she had on her mind.

She got up and walked back to the principal office she took out the small mirror she had to rub off the mascara staining her cheeks.

Chapter 3: Simple mistake

Summary:

Marinette’s remained calm and followed her plan quietly until her feelings got the better of her ( if there’s a better ). A simple mistake.

Notes:

Hi sorry for updating so slowly, I had big exams coming up ( maybe I’ll get into my dream high school, if I don’t I’ll kms ) this chapter is kinda short I’m sorry about that. If you see any spelling errors or grammar mistakes please write it in the comment so I can change. I hope you will enjoy reading this fanfic ;)

Marinette parents were waiting for her in front of the office. Sabine didn’t say a word and angrily walked towards the high school entrance. Marinette knew her mom, she knew that both of her were in no state to talk. So she walked behind her dad trying to keep up with her mother fast pace. The walk home felt like decades, not a word, not even a glance. The bakery was closed and the air was cold.

 

« Mom please I can explain, let’s sit down and… »

 

« No Marinette there is nothing to say go to your room, you are grounded »

 

« mom please I can explain this girl is a li… »

 

« MARINETTE STOP GO TO YOUR ROOM »

 

Sabine stern voice, convinced Marinette that her mother was not ready to hear her out. Marinette quickly went up the stairs and quietly closed her trap door.

She left her bags on the floor and took refuge in her loft bed. For hours she silently cried waiting for someone to come and comfort her, to tell her it was a joke but that someone never showed up. As the moon was rising high she slowly got up careful not to wake up Tikki. She made up her mind, by next Monday she would be dead and all of Paris would talk about it. The light in her eyes didn’t sparkle anymore it burnt. If she couldn’t avenge herself she would let her perpetrators burn in the flames she left.

 

She sorted the different thing stacked upon her desk.

School things were going to be useless as she wasn’t planning to go back again, to the trash. fashion design, in hope someone found them, in the drawer. Some empty energy drinks, to the trash. Everything was going well with the cleaning until she found an unfinished project that Alya and her worked on before  Alya abandoned her. She sat on her chair and read the paper completely, before tearing the paper appart. Marinette started a new pile of paper destined for Alya.

Around 10pm Marinette’s desk and walls were empty except for a few blanc page and a fountain pen left on the desk. On the floor were laying pictures divided in multiple piles one for her friends , one for her family, one for Adrien, one for Luca and one for Alya. She took the pictures for her friend and Alya, grabbed two empty boxes, a lighter and went to the balcony. On the balcony, she burned herself off every picture. It was a rather pleasing feeling, erasing herself from the world, from her own world. After she finished burning the pictures she looked at the moon and envied her. The moon was beautiful, quiet and unattainable.

 

She took the boxes back inside and wrote on top of the boxes Alya with a ironic little heart, and class of 2nd A on the other box.

She felt exhausted but she knew that sleep wouldn’t come to her tonight. Instead she started designing the dress she would wear for her spectacular death. For now she didn’t what would suit the occasion better but she knew that her dress was going to be red and black.

After drawing a few dresses, Marinette started writing her letters. She took the time to write every word with graceful long stroke, the first letter she wrote was destined for Adrien.

 

 

Dear Adrien…

 

I would like to thank you, firstly for being my loyal friend and secondly for being the boyfriend every girl dreams of.

You helped me through so much and I am so thankful for it.

I am sorry to leave you like that I don’t know if we will even get to say goodbye, I hope you won’t resent me for the choice I made but I couldn’t go on like that.

I don’t what more to say…

I hope life will continue, I hope your modelling career will continue, I hope you will find a wonderful person to share life with.

I am sorry

I love you Adrien.

 

Dearly Marinette ♡

 

Satisfied with this letter she wrote another one, this one was for her parents.

 

Mom, dad…

 

I don’t know what to write but my thanks.

Thank you for the life, the love, the smiles, the happiness, that you gave me throughout my life.

I can’t say I don’t resent you for what you told me, for the violent slap you gave my heart but I love you still.

I’m sorry for all the times I worried you, I’m sorry for the last disappointment I left you with.

I hope you won’t resent me for shortening the life you gave me.

I love you wholeheartedly .

 

Dearly Marinette ♡

 

Some tears ran down Marinette’s cheeks as she drew the little heart next to her name, after carefully folding the paper and sliding it into the envelope.

 

Luca…

 

I’m thankful for having you in my life, you have been such a great friend for me.

You made laugh so many times, you made me forgot my pain.

It’s not your fault, I know you will blame yourself for my death but please don’t.

I had been thinking of death for a long time, you made my stay on earth a little longer.

I’m sorry to leave like that, I don’t think we will get to say goodbye face to face.

Surely your life will continue, I hope you will bloom and become a famous singer.

I hope you won’t resent me for the choice I made.

I love you my dear friend…

 

Dearly Marinette ♡

 

Even if chat hadn’t been present for the last weeks he was still very important for her, she decided that she was going to leave all the miraculous to him before dying. Along side the miraculous boxe she wanted him to write him a letter know why she had made that choice and who was to blame.

 

Hey chat…

 

I’m sorry for the trouble I’m going to put you in. It’s just that life hasn’t been easy on me for the past months, I tried to hold on, I really tried but life have a thing against me.

I am giving you control over all the miraculous, you are the new miraculous holder, I hope you’ll do a better job then me.

To be honest I’m overwhelmed I can’t handle everything life threw at me, first there is this girl at school Lila Rossi, she made my life hell, she stole every one from me every one even my best friend, you know Alya I talked with you about her, she’s Rena rouge, she made her hate me.

There also the people, as I grow older I started to realize that most men looking up at me wasn’t just because I was a super hero it was because of the tight suit, that’s why I changed my costume because each time I got out before I could always feel their disgusting stares on me. I just can’t handle it right now, even my parents turned their back on me.

I hope you’ll maybe understand the choice I made.

For my last goodbye I’ll do it without a mask.

 

Goodbye my dear friend…

 

Dearly Marinette Dupain-Cheng ♡

 

 

The last sad letter written Marinette slid it in the envelope and quietly got up careful not to wake Tikki up. She grabbed her bag and emptied it on the floor. She searched for her phone and headphones, the moment she touched her screen tons of notifications popped up. All from the one she hoped to never hear from again. She still opened her phone, only to realize that all those messages were to taunt her. Dozens of messages congratulating her on getting expelled. Those small words engraved in her phone, making her remember that rage hadn’t left her mind. She clicked every name and blocked them one by one. Slowly the message disappeared from her sight finally she could breath. She walked into the bathroom, locked the door and took the cutter out. Last night wounds were still red and puffy but Marinette didn’t care she slid the cutter firstly on her right arm then onto her left arm when blood started dripping onto the cold floor. Both of her arm were covered in big pools of never ending blood but that wasn’t enough, the pain wasn’t enough, NOTHING WAS EVER  ENOUGH she took the cutter and stabbed her right leg multiple times before realizing what she had done. A chunk of small flesh fell onto the floor with a splash and blood started gushing out of the wound at an alarming speed. Quickly Marinette opened the small cabinet, grabbed a bunch of already stained tissue and stuffed them into the blood trying to stop the hemorrhage created by the small missing piece of flesh. The tissues were quickly drowned in blood unable to stop the hemorrhage, she grabbed another bunch of tissues, stuffed them into the wound and pressed hard in a futile effort to stop the blood. Sitting down to try and ease her dizzy brain, slowly her mind started to drift off.

Someone knocked on the trap door

Instantly marinette’s body froze, holding back her breath.

 

« Marinette I brought you food since you didn’t come down, I’m ready listen to you. »

 

Sabine cracked voice informed Marinnette that she too had been crying. Marinette tried to reach out for the door, to scream for help but nothing happened, her body refused to move.

Slowly her eyes closed and her mind went blank.
When she woke up, memories started flooding her mind making her remember what had happens a few hours prior. Slowly her head started pounding and her ears started ringing. Then abruptly the pain in her legs made his presence known, Marinette bit her lips trying to hold back a scream while crying burning hot tears. Blood from Marinette’s lips started to drip on the tiles, the flavour of blood in her mouth comforted her. She reached out for another bunch of tissues and quickly changed them trying not to reopen the wound. She tried to lift her leg to compress the tissues against her tights with some kind of adhesive bandage but failed miserably.

Marinette stayed long minutes looking at her bathroom celling, before she reached for her phone and headphones left on the cold floor next to her. Still pressing on her wound with one of her hand she scrolled through her musics to searched for her favorites ones. As soon as she heard the loud music stinging her ears and covering her thoughts she felt relieved. As much as her life was at stake she found a comforting feeling in sitting in a pool on her own blood on her bathroom floor looking at her celling with music piercing her ears.

Notes:

Again so sorry for posting so late. I love writing this fanfic but I don’t have the motivation. My mental health has been going downhill and if don’t update this work in the next 2 months I’m probably dead. Anyways thank you so much for reading. KISSES ;)

Chapter 4: Last meeting

Summary:

Marinette is in despair, there’s nothing left to do, was there even something to do to begin with?

Notes:

Hello guys :)
I have been in a really dark place lately but I’m slowly getting better (lies) and I didn’t have the time to continue this work in fact I didn’t want to, I didn’t want to do anything. I’m so sorry to post this short chapter so late and unannounced. Voilà ;)

Around lunch Marinette rose from her death like sleep. For a long time she quietly listened to her music. Right as her playlist started over she got back to her cleaning task. She grabbed the last bunch of unstained tissues and the disinfectant quickly changed the bandage with doctor like confidence. The task was easier with a calm mind. After tightly attaching the tissues with the adhesive, she tried to get up and was met with sharp pain in her right leg. Realizing getting up without a support was hopeless, she crawled towards the sink and with countless tries got up.

Finally Marinette faced herself in the mirror. She looked pale and bony, the bags under her eyes got even darker, her lips were bleeding. She looked restless, unwell, sick. She looked destroyed. She tried to take a step closer to the sink and immediately regretted it. Her leg muscles contracted around her wound making the pain unbearable. After a few minutes of trying to stabilize her leg she looked back up, she was used to this kind of pain. After Lie-la arrival those bloody event started to be regular.

The few hours following Marinette spent them cleaning her crime scene. Cleaning her tissues, scrubbing the bloody floor, putting everything back in place, and lastly cleaning herself to get rid of the gut wrenching blood smell. Even if she was weak, on the verge of dying she didn’t want to look like it. At first putting on makeup was to decrease worry, after a restless study night or a restless insomnia night. Those last years it had been to look better, to hide her bags and her bones. After Lie-la it was to prove she wasn’t affected by her that Lie-la’s words didn’t get to her.
Her morning routine was simple she would weight herself, write it in her notes to keep track, put on clothes, wash her face, put on makeup, do her hair and that was it.
You can’t exactly call that a morning routine since it was four in the afternoon. After doing a last check for remaining blood Marinette got out of the bathroom. Suddenly her thoughts invaded her mind in a storm of idea and defeat. Quickly she grabbed her headphones and blasted music in her ears. Sitting at her desk she found the funny idea of wrapping the photo boxes in gift wrap. So her death could really be considered a present.

As Marinette finished to wrap the last gift.

« Marinette come downstairs, your friend is here »

Carefully walking down the stairs Marinette wondered about who could be here, maybe it was Luca, her only remaining friend. With this though she rushed down the stairs and fell thanks to her wounded leg, hoping for a hand to get up she met Alya harsh glare.

« Hi marinette, I’m here to collect the project we were working on »

Alya voice was sweet, too sweet almost disgustingly sweet it was starting to sound like Lie-la’s voice.

« Sure wait here I’ll get it for you »

« Come on Marinette, don’t be rude to all of your friends take Alya upstairs with you »

Sabine’s comment made Marinette want to cry. Friend whose friend not her’s at least. Alya footsteps sounded as annoyed as Marinette but she kept a smile on for Sabine.

« Come on let’s go Alya »

After closing the trap door behind Alya, Marinette rushed towards her desk to grab the wanted project and her present for Alya and the class.

« I see you have taken down our pictures, that’s good to know »

Marinette felt a pinching in her hearth at least what remained of it.

« Yeah why would I keep pictures of you »

« … »

Even though Marinette shut Alya’s mouth she felt sad she hoped that Alya would a protest, tell her they are still friend and that there’s no need to take the pictures down. But for once Alya mouth didn’t emit a sound.

« You’re limping are you ok, Marinette »

« Don’t act like you fucking care »

« It’s not because you’re mean that you deserve… »

« Come on Lie-la did way worse, stop the act »

« DON’T DRAG HER INTO THIS, DO YOU KNOW HOW BADLY YOU’VE HURT HER »

Alya outburst surprised marinette but didn’t make her sad it made her angry.

« No I don’t, because I didn’t »

A fast and simple impact, a light sound. Marinette left cheek felt hot, felt like it was burning. Both girls looked at Alya hand with the same shock.

« Second time hitting me you really are starting to be like her Resorting to the same ways she did, she really does have influence on you »

« SHUT IT MARINETTE, LIE-LA IS NOT EVIL LIKE YOU »

A sadistic laugh left Marinette mouth

« So I’m evil now, what a fucking joke »

Suddenly Marinette shoved her things into Alya’s arm.

«That’s the project. Open the gift with your name alone Tuesday and open the other one with the class Tuesday also »

« Don’t change the subject, do you know how hurt is… »

« Please get out »

« Marinette answer m… »

« GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM »

Alya was taken aback by the sudden scream and quickly made her way to the trap door. Alya stepped down the stairs and violently shut the trap door. A loud noise, knees hitting the floor, sob violently escaping. What was the point ?

Notes:

Hello again thank you for reading if you have anything to say please leave it in the comments, this work is not beta read and English is not my first language. This chapter is very short I’m so sorry. sorry ;)

Notes:

Thank you for making it this far and hope you enjoyed. If again you have suggestions for improving this work please write it in the comments I will be looking for it. I am not sure about continuing this work because of personal life and my procrastination but I’ll try anyway kisses. ;)