I open my eyes, gasping for air filling my lungs. I roll to my side the nausea hitting me hard. I cough doing my hardest to vomit. I just wanted to stop feeling awful. My head feels like is made of lead. I ended up throwing whatever was in my stomach. But it didn't help much. My headache just seems to worsen. I laid down on my back. My throat raw and aching, I want something to drink. Except I might just throw it up.
I don't get the chance to see where exactly I am, I just want to sleep a little longer. Please, I just want to wake up energetic enough to see what the hell happened to me. I close my eyes unable to fight off the exhaustion. Every time I roll in my sleep my arms ache in pain. It feels like I'm chain down to something.
The next time I wake up I feel good enough to raise my head slowly. The headache isn't any better but it is tolerable. I let my eyes wonder around the white room I'm held captive in. I look over to my arms to see a needle in them. I tried to read the IV bags but it just brings me another wave of pain. I rub my eyes with the heel of my hands.
Okay, clearly, I'm in a hospital but I can't remember coming here. Let's see the last thing I remember is walking home from school. I was mad at my mom for forgetting my birthday. She had promised to take me to my favorite restaurant but as always business before family.
The sound of a door opening brought me out of my depressing thoughts. He slightly jumps at the sight of me. Judging from the uniform he must be my nurse.
"Do I look that bad?" My voice cracks at the end.
I hadn't exactly gotten the chance to drink anything to help soothe my sore throat.
He quickly left my room as if I had set his butt on fire. That was weird. I didn't think I look that bad.
It hadn't even taken two minutes when he return follow by a doctor. The doctor seems as surprise as the nurse to see me. I must look like a zombie for them to be reacting in such a way.
"What's going on?" I finally ask unable to contain my curiosity.
"I apologize for my rudeness Miss Dupain-Cheng. You have been in a coma for almost a month. You fell down the stairs at your home. You also hit your head pretty hard. We believe you might had gotten a concussion." The doctor explains in a relief tone.
I nod my head while doing my hardest to keep my emotions in check. He did not just call me, Dupain-Cheng?! He went on to about my current condition. But I couldn't keep up with any of it. I could only focus on keeping myself calm. I got taken to do a CAT scan and X-ray The nurse rolled me back to my room afterwards. I kept nodding my head to whatever he was saying.
"Can I have a mirror?" I ask quietly.
"Sure." He smiles.
He brought me a small mirror along with a cup of water. I waited until he left my rooms which seemed to had taken longer since he kept checking my vitals. The moment I heard the door close I grab the mirror cradling it close to my chest.
"Quit, hesitating." I scowl myself.
I lift the mirror up to see my reflection. I whimper at the sight of my reflection. Tears gather in my eyes. I threw the mirror to the side unable to bare seeing my reflection any longer. I hug myself, rubbing my hands against my arms.
I only seeing this face on Saturday morning when I had to babysat my neighbors' kid. She instantly would put on 'Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir'. I remember catching bits and pieces of the show never really caring enough to watch a full episode.
I curse myself for my poor decision. On the other hand, how was I supposed to know I would become Ladybug?! I bury my face into my pillow screaming into it. I cry at the fact I must be dead. This is the usual thing when a main character is replaced by a fan. But in my case is different I've never been much of a fan of the show. Either way, my chances are not good. I snuggle closer to my blanket closing my eyes as tight as I could. I fell asleep within minutes.
I woke up disappointed to see the white room. I had hoped the entire thing had been a dream. My nurse of the day brought me, my breakfast. I didn't have the stomach to take a single bite. The realization I had become part of a TV show had turn me into a total mess.
"Your parents are coming to visit you today. They were upset they weren't here last night but they had looked so tired we all urge them to head home. I hope you won't hold it against them." The nurse said with a warm smile.
"My parents?" I repeated in a squeak.
Of course, Ladybug has parents. If I remember right their bakers. I haven't had enough time to wrap my head about being Ladybug. Now I have to wrap my head about taking her parents. I am stealing everything from her. Who knows, maybe she is currently living in my world. We might be able to switch back one day. Now, I'm losing my marbles.
The nurse checked my vitals once more then left the room.
In the meantime, my stomach had twisted itself into a difficult knot. I rack my brains for any ideas. Something else dawn on me, more problems. I didn't start watching the show until the third season. I only know the future of the show but nothing about the beginning of it. Great, super great! I scream into my pillow. I'm never going to be able to convince anyone I'm Ladybug. I barely recall much about the characters of the show.
First of all, what is Ladybug's name? I can't even remember the name I have to answer to. Now, her parents are coming to the hospital. I remember her personality a little, she was the typical goody two shoes. She also loved pink way too much. I don't think I can commit to that.
I run my fingers through my hair. Ladybug is pretty; she has the bluebell eyes and her black hair that seems more like a dark blue. Not to mention she has a great body. The portion are all on the right spots. I wasn't exactly skinny, eating your emotions away does that to you. I feel like I won the lottery out of the two of us if she indeed took my body.
Okay, I need to come up with a plan. I won't be able to fake being Ladybug. If I do stay here for the rest of my life than I rather be me. The real me, I might be dislike for it. But is my life as long as I'm in her body. The moment I got a chance I need to write down everything I remember in order to come up with future plans. I touch my ears feeling no earrings on them. I highly doubt they would take away my earrings. I also haven't seeing Tiki flying around. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
I'll put it in the back burner for later. I need to figure out how I'm going to live as Ladybug with her parents. I'm positive sooner or later they'll figure out something is wrong with their daughter. I'm not a good actress and I don't have the heart to lie them. But I'll have to tell this one small lie.
I glance over to the mirror on the floor. I might be able to guess my age with my reflection. I lean on the side of my bed inching forward slowly towards the mirror I had thrown. My fingers barely graze it, when the door slam open.
"Marinette!" A voice yells.
I jump in surprise, my grip on my bed slips. I fall head first on the floor. I black out once more. Maybe, I'll be able to go back to my room. After all, I might actually have killed Ladybug in one day. Except, there is still a possibility she took over my sad life. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if she is. Ladybug must be doing her hardest to get back. While, I'm getting her killed.
I heard sobbing in the darkness. People were talking but everything sounds so muffle. The pound in my head is making it difficult to hear. I force my eyes to open, the light blaring down made me flinch.
"Marinette?" A soft voice spoke.
Ignoring the light, I focus on finding the owner of the voice.
"Baby, are you okay?" She sniffles.
I blink my eyes a couple of times. I immediately recognize her, is Ladybug's mom. She seems smaller in person. Right behind her stands a man the size of a bear. I feel spikes of guilt through my entire body. These people are expecting the sweet and gentle Marinette. Unfortunately, I can't be her, I can't be a poor imitation of their daughter. The next words I speak hurt me deeply.
"I'm so sorry," I force out the words. "I don't know you."
The pain in their eyes brought down a weight on my shoulders.
"Marinette, were your parents." He spoke in a trembling tone.
Lie! I scream at myself; I have to get this right.
"I don't know you." I could barely breath.
Ladybug's mom grab holds of my face. I tense up under her touch, the motherly gaze she gave me almost broke me. I bit down the inside of my cheek.
My savior appears into the form of the doctor from last night. Ladybugs parents instantly turn to him for answers. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Doctor Algie, what is going on?" She's almost in tears.
I focus on the doctor ignoring the weight on my conscious.
"What do you mean, Mrs. Dupain-Cheng?" He asks confuse.
"She doesn't know us." She whimpers
At the sound of her voice, I vow to myself to never hurt them again. I can tell they truly cherish Ladybug it is clear as glass.
Doctor Algie sits himself down on my bed.
"Miss Dupain-Cheng, do you not recognize them?" He gestures towards my parents
I nod stiffly.
"Do you know your name?"
"No, I have no idea who I am." I answer honestly.
He nods then turns to Ladybugs parents. "Why don't we continue this conversation outside."
He ushers them outside. I can still hear Mrs. Cheng sobbing outside of my room. I cover my entire body into my blanket doing my hardest to cry quietly. At the loss of an old life and the gain of a difficult life.