Okay, seriously, WTF just happened. I mean, I know that I'm the writer, but sometimes I let the story do it's own thing and just type. And I literally have no freaking clue what just happened in the last chapter. Like seriously I have a loose plot planned but nothing too definite so IDK WTF is happening in this story. Excuse my bad writing skills.
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Marinette ran to her car, ignoring the pain shooting up her leg and the cut in her neck from jumping out the window and landing 3 stories down on the jarring tar. Still, she sprinted like she was Usain Bolt. Once she got in her car, she slammed the door, turned the key, and drove away.
Her tears splattered onto the steering wheel as she turned to park near (but not too close to) their secret hideout. As she locked her car, she pulled her phone out, and quickly texted Alya and Chloe.
"Come to the hideout. ASAP. It's an emergency."
She had never called an emergency before, so she hoped that Chloe and Alya would know better than to second-guess it.
She opened the door to the hideout and collapsed on the dusty floor sobbing, with no strength remaining to keep herself composed.
Soon, she felt two pairs of arms wrap her up and she enjoyed the sweet feeling of comfort.
Finally.