(A/N MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR THIS CHAPTER DON'T CONTINUE IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS KIND OF STUFF)

The was metal is cold on my skin as I make the first slice, letting the blood seep out onto my exposed skin, some on the rubber band that I had previously pulled back. I felt my vision darken as I repeated my motion, more of the crimson substance seeping back into my exposed skin.

I sigh as I stop, lifting the blade to look at it. The peace of medal, now had blood on it.

My blood.

My eyes widened as my vision darkened some more as I dropped the blade and Lost my grip on the side of the tub, falling to the ground as I blacked out, even before my head even touched the ground. My eyes opened slightly as I fought to keep them that way.

I could faintly hear footsteps, pounding. The door burst open to reveal the shoes of David and Tyler.

David dropped to his knees as scooped up my limp body as my head was on his lap, as Tyler scanned the bathroom and picked up the blade with shaky fingers.

"Blue Bell? C-can you hear me?" David said desperately, tears leaking down his face and a violent shakiness to his voice, Tyler grabbed his phone from his pocket assuming to call 911 (A/N or whatever is like that in Paris, idk I've never been), he was also crying heavily.

His tone shaky as he stared at the blade, in shock and almost horror. Then his gaze shifted to my pail body, that David was desperately clinging onto. He's gazed was raw and frantic as he quickly exchange words with the dispatcher on the other end of the line.

Good, good Marinette. Now just close your eyes give in Dema said.

Then I realised it.

'He won. I broke my promise with Tyler and let him take me over.' I thought as my eyes dropped closed as David let out a strangled cry as Kelly, Devin and Josh raced in, suddenly alerted of this.

Instantly Kelly was crying. Her and Devins tears streaming fast, as Kelly dropped her Ipad in shock.

And Josh, He was a whole different story. His breathing was uneven and his shoulders were tensed, he seemed frozen in place. He's anxiety was building up and I let Dema do that. I'm such a failure.

'I don't want to die anymore.' I thought as my vision went completely black, but not before the first responders picked me up as quickly and carefully as they could and put me on a stretcher.

Davids P.O.V

I laughed as Kelly rolled her eyes as Devin, who was failing miserably trying to play the video game that we had been playing for the past hour while Marinette was talking a shower. There was a laugh behind me as a smirk build up on my face. I was winning, By a lot.

Once the game was over—me wining and Devin saying playfully that I cheated—I handed my controller to Josh, as it was his turn and walked to the kitchen area: to get a glass of water, seeing Tyler already there with a cup of what looked like coffee.

"Hey Tyler" I say casually as he smiles and greets back. I grab a glass and started filling it up with water as we both lean against the landing, watching Devin and Josh face off at the video game, making some comments whenever one when one of them made a wrong move and the other smiled at the TV as they gained an advantage.

A loud sickening thump landed down the hall. Me and Tyler's heads whipped to the sound, then glanced at each other, our eyes locking with seriousness.

Marinette.

Maybe a akuma? Or—no, that would never happen... it couldn't

I took off rushing down the hall Tyler hot on my heels.

I slammed open the door to a sickening sight:blood.

It was all over the white tile floor and a small bit on the toilet and most of all around Marinette's arm as her almost lifeless body laid on her side.

She wasn't moving but I could tell that she was taking small but strangled breaths, her eyes were still slightly open.

I dropped to my knees, gently pulling her head onto my lap as tears blurred my vision to the max and they spilled down my cheeks. Numbness filled my body, shooting up from my chest and trough my limbs.

"Blue bell? C-can you hear me?" I said, my voice shaking so badly. I was almost worried that she wouldnt understand me or worse. She was already dead.

I barely registered Tyler, snatching the blade—that must have skidded on the floor—into his hand, tears threatening to spill, as he dialed 911.

I stared into Marinette's eyes. There was little life to them and they were barely opened.

'Time was running out' I thought, as I started to bawl harder.

I couldn't lose her too.

First my mother, then my big brother, but not her.

No not her too.

There was a flicker of regret in her blue bell eyes, as they seemed to grow heavier and heavier.

I let out a small, but very audible cry, my chest heaving.

I felt like such a wuss, but I didn't care, at Least not the moment, as Devin, Kelly and Josh raced in.

Devin paled and her eyes welled up in tears, as did Kelly's, but she dropped her IPad, making it clatter to the floor.

I could tell Devin wanted to ask what had happened, but I knew that she knew the answer deep down, as well as the rest of us. Josh on the other hand, was frozen in place in shock, his body was rigged, and his hands were shaking. He was close to having a anxiety attack, very close, as Jim took action to this and began doing a procedure that I had seen him do only one other time, to calm Josh down.

There was a opening of a door, then quick footsteps as two female and one male first responders came into the room, as one of the women separated me from Marinette, me doing it reluctantly as the tears rolled down my, probably swelled cheeks. They all made calls and gave instructions to one another.

I wasn't listening.

Just staring.

This couldn't be happening.

No.

It can't.

As they loded Marinette up into the stretcher and onto the ambulance, that was parked outside, ready to race off to the hospital.

"Only one person can ride with her, the rest of you can follow behind the ambulance to the hospital" A female first responder said—the one that pushed me away from Marinette—and we nodded numby as Devin and Kelly nugged me weakly, to the ambulance and I climbed in and they shut the door.

OoF now that was a chapter... heh sry guys when I was writing this I wasn't really paying attention and this wasn't really supposed to happen but oh well...

Oh and I might start to put some song lericys at the beginning of that chapter to set the mood of it, haven't really decided yet (so like this chapter would be Deep Water by American Authors (Steve Reece Remix))

—"It come and goes in waves—

—"It always runs back but it's never quite the same"—

—"Well I think there's something, wrong with me"—

—"Got nothing to believe, can't you see it on my face"—

So yeah that's it...

ANYWAY Here was my original plan for this chapter but eh, you can skip it if you don't care,

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Marinette's POV

I reached to my red rubber wristband and pulled it back then releasing it, letting it snap my skin and my heald cuts from my early years. I sighed and bruised my hair away from my face, but only for it to fall back into its place. I glanced up to seeing the shining trash bin, and then looked back down to the blade, glareing at it slightly. it was twistedly funny, that one small peace of medal was this deadly.

The cold mettle clatters in the trash bin that was next to the toilet, as I tossed the blade away. I let out a sigh of relief as there was a small scratch at the bathroom door and not seconds later it open softly, then closed after someone stepped in. I didn't have to look up to know that it was Tyler and Jim, as Tyler sat down next to me on the side of the bath and Jim laid at my feet.

"I'm proud of you" He said quietly, but meaningly as tears leaked out of my eyes and I petted Jim on his head gently as he leaned it on my lap.

"Were going to get through this, together. There are so many people that are with you now, and I mean it when I say this: I know you can beat it again." he said pulling me into a side hug as we lend on each other for support, me still petting Jim for more comfort.

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Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, till next time!