Laying on her bed, with her dark blue, wavy, long hair spread over the cushions, was Marinette. Her eyes were red and puffy; her arms were covered in bruises, the wrists covered in scars and the makeup washing down her face as she continued to cry. "I don't think I can do this anymore Tikki, it's all too much, and I'm alone in the world. No friends or parents, what is the point?" Marinette bawled, to her little friend, lying on her cheek.
"No Mari, you can give up. I am not allowing you to do so, you have an amazing destiny and this is not it," Tikki instructed, not wanting to ever lose her friend. Tikki wiped some of the tears, falling down Marinette's cheeks.
"What am I supposed to do then? Everyone, besides Mrs Bustier treats me horribly, I just cannot handle it anymore. They all see an enemy, a girl who just is not worth it and they are all right," Marinette sobbed, her cheeks drenched in tears now.
"No Marinette, they are not right. All I see right now is a girl, who is strong, brave and will not give up. If you do not want to stay here, how about we go to a different place, somewhere else, somewhere different," Tikki suggested, when Marinette heard the last part, she froze. She had not thought of leaving before. When she heard the idea she did not know what to think, yes, that would be meaning getting away from everything, but she would be leaving behind everything.
"I do not know Tikki; I would be leaving everything here. Everything I have left, to do what find myself again. What if it all blows up in my face, what will I do, where could I go?" Marinette demanded, not knowing what to do and needing some advice.
"You need a break from this, if we went, we would in the moment, not worrying about what tomorrow would bring. You could be away from everything that ever upset you, but it is your choice, what would you like to do," Tikki queried, giving Marinette a small smile and started floating in front of her face.
Marinette sat up, her eyesight floating to a picture in the room. The picture was of her parents and her, at the park a few days before they died. They were all smiling; she told her that no matter what happened they always wanted her to be happy. She wiped her tears away and stood up looking back at Tikki, "I will go," she turned back to the picture. "For them."
Tikki smiled at Marinette's decision, flew over to her cheek, and gave it a big hug. After a while, she let go and spoke happily, "well then, we've got work to do."
At school in the morning, the students of Mrs. Bustier's class were waiting over in an alleyway, waiting for Marinette to arrive. When the bell went, they were all shocked and started flowing into school.
When they reached their homeroom, they all noticed that Mrs. Bustier was there, looking forward until she heard the door. She looked over to them, her face stone cold. "Sit now," she barked, they took no time sitting down at their desks, scarred of Mrs. Bustier behaviour.
She took the roll call, her face still showed anger and everyone else was still confused until she spoke up saying, "Our English lesson is going to be changed today and you are all going to give me a report. On why, my adoptive daughter, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, has been surverly depressed and in a lot of pain for the last few years."
They all just sat there shocked that Marinette had told what has been happening. "Where is that little cry baby anyway, I don't even see her and what do you mean adoptive daughter?" Chloe demanded to know.
"I adopted Marinette, when her parents died 3 years ago. She told me last night that she had decided to leave Paris, to escape all of you. So I Want To Know What Has Caused Her To Leave!" Mrs. Bustier yelled, standing up.
The children just nodded and put their heads down and started writing what had happen from the beginning. It surprised them all, besides Chloe, that it began with 'Chloe told me that…'
After class everyone, but Chloe, catched up after class and sat down at a lunch table. They all had a sad face on. They all know knew the truth and could not believe that they did not see it before.
"You guys all realized it too then, it all started with Chloe and Marinette just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," Rose sighed. She knew something was wrong and she did not really want to hurt Marinette, she was forced to.
"How could we do this to Marinette, she was our best friend. She always looked out and cared for us." Mylene cried, leaning on Ivan for support. Everyone just nodded.
"How can we even make it up to her, who knows when we will next see her, it could be years." Alya cried. Everyone now had water streaming from their eyes.
3 years later on a private plane Marinette was sitting there, but this was not the person we had seen years before. She had finally found her passion, her reason to stay. She had finally found her thing and now she had finally have the courage to come back.
"You ready, Bridgette?" Tikki squeaked, sitting on Marinette's shoulder.
"Ready as I will ever be," Marinette/Bridgette replied, giving Tikki a sweet smile. "Paris here I come!"
Hello dear readers,
Angel here, you people on Fanfiction, made me rethink my writing and so here is the updated/edited version.
Thanks
Angel