Ok, so it seems someone already has gotten upset over the other story finishing (reeeeeeeeeeeaaaaalllly sorry!). But I promise, I really didn't have anything to give to it! Now, I would like to give a polite notice that this may trigger people that have suffered from anxiety or depression or anything like that. I hope you will all like this :3. Any questions just private message me or ask in comments. I'm never really busy XD. (Private message preferred, not sure how to reply to specific people in the reviews section). note: vaguely checked my spelling and grammar, probably not on point.
Fear rushed through me. Midnight, cloudy surroundings. All, all the akumas I had fought with Chat stood in front of me, grinning maliciously. I was stepping back slowly, then quickly as they walked towards me. I was on a dock, getting closer and closer to the edge of the walkway. Closer to the freezing cold water. The didn't stop. Closer. Closer towards me. I took an uneasy step and fell, screaming as I was dropped into a never ending darkness that would freeze me to death. The drop was far and the water I got nearer the water as I fell. A loud, smacking sound was heard as I hit the water.
I jolted forward in my bed, inhaling sharply, causing me to choke. I was bubbling up in tears. The moment was quick and overwhelming. My fears were getting the best of me. It had happened before but not like this. This was leading to death.
Mum rushed through my door and up the stairs to my bed."Marinette?! Are you ok hun?" She frantically checked my temperature and she patted my back to stop me choking, but I stopped on my own. I kept crying. Emotion running through my veins. I latched onto her shoulders, tears dripping onto them, my hair falling over my face as I leaned my head onto her chest.
"Mari…" she hugged me tightly, sitting on my bed and looked me in the eyes, gently holding my shoulders. "Maybe...you can stay off school today. Just to calm yourself." Smiling at me softly, she let go of me, stood up and walked down the creaky stairs and closed my door. I flopped back onto my bed, my eyes red and puffy, heart beating fast. Nothing felt right. I was upset with no real reason and my anxieties were coming out with the upset. I was scared. Yesterday I woke without a care in the world (some care, of course.) then today was just, well, different. I was tired. Like really tired. I even went to bed at a reasonable time! Patrol was quick, which was very helpful. I didn't know what to do.
I just had to tell myself I wasn't going to die. That this doesn't mean anything. That I'm just overanalysing.
…Or is this something to be scared of?