Marinette frantically took notes through most of class. Same for all of her other classes. This was going to be a long day.
At the start of lunchtime, she talked with Alya and browsed miraculous. Just as Alya's boyfriend came to sit next to her, giving her a quick kiss, a blonde-haired boy approached the table behind him.
Adrien.
He smiled and asked if he could join the table.
That smile.
That voice.
Marinette was very sensitive, and this was all just too much. Tears dripped down her paper-white face as she flashed back to the night of the party.
Them both laughing together, making out, smoking and getting insanely drunk. Adrien walking deeper into the house, saying that he'd find a bed for them. Marinette waiting and waiting, then finally going to search for him. Finding him in bed with Lila Rossi, both completely stripped and fucking so hard it was as if they had been in love their whole life. As if they had done it a million times.
Marinette realizing they probably had.
Running from the room, from the party, to escape it all. Drinking bottle after bottle after bottle, stolen from convenience stores. Stumbling around at 6am after smoking and drinking for 6 hours, while Adrien and Lila lay together, comfy in bed. She collapsed in the middle of the road and forgot everything until a man came by.
He picked her up, carried her to his home, and raped her. She could still feel the fire spreading over her body. All pain, no pleasure. Once he was done, he tossed her outside and left her to fend for herself.
It was a miracle she had managed to get here.
Marinette came back to her senses and felt herself wrapped in a tight embrace. Soft hands stroked her hair and wiped away her tears.
Then she realized that she was in the arms of Adrien.