OMG I'm So sorry for not posting for forever, and this chapter is not as long as I wanted. I just haven't had any inspiration until recently, but I will not give up on this story! So R&R please, I love seeing them and if you have ideas I am open to suggestions. I love the ideas you have.

Marinette POV

I can feel myself swaying, but my feet aren't touching the ground. I feel like I'm sitting, then I begin to remember I'm on a swing. But wait why am I on a swing? I open my eyes to see a garden full of life. The flowers are magnificent, and so full of life and beauty. All the colors of the rainbow are here. Then I feel myself coming back down from the top of my peck. My hair covers my vision, and I love this feeling. I'm weight less like nothing can bring me down to earth to feel again. Then I feel hands push me forward again, and I look behind me to see him. The man that makes me want to cry, but at the same time I feel overcome with pure joy. Chat. My kitty. The prince of the land and he smiles at me. But that simile is not a happy one. I can see it's a well-practiced one, but his eyes. His eyes almost look dead, because there is not glint in his eyes anymore. Not like the way they were when we danced, because when we danced his eyes felt like they could burn a hole in my eyes when he looked into them. But this is a broken man standing in front of me, and not the man I knew. Yet he is the same as that man. It looks like the smile he tried to give to me when I found him in the garden the night of the ball. He was crying because of his father, and I sang to him. He was so helpless and sad, and I just wanted to take all his pain away. I wanted to make him smile again.

"Princess why?" he said. I turned to look at him, and see that he wasn't smiling any more. He was crying. "Why did you leave me I'm all alone. How could you leave me." I dig my feet into the ground to stop myself from swinging. I can't look at him anymore, so I turn my back is him. I feel the sting in my eyes. All I've been doing since I got home after the ball is cry, cry, stare off into space, and more crying. I wanted to stay, I wanted to stay with him and never leave. But I am a girl with nothing to my name, but my fashion and a name that isn't even mine. So how could I stay with him? I can feel my body shaking from the unshed tears in my eyes. Then I feel the shaking again. I open my eyes, and I'm no longer in the garden with my back to Chat. I'm in my room, and my mom is looking at me.

"Marinette? It's time to wake up. Oh are you crying again? What's wrong? You haven't been eating, you don't get out of bed unless you have to and, you won't talk to me. I'm starting to get really worried. It's been a week since the ball." Oh that's right is has been a week. Time has all but stopped for me, and don't mind it one bit. But mom looks really worried about me. I feel a pang of guilt for making her really worried about me. This reminds me of the night I left chat chasing after me in the garden maze. His face is stuck inside my mind; it won't leave me alone. I know it's all my fault for leaving him the way I did, but I didn't know what to do. I couldn't ask Alya because she was dancing with a prince, so I just left. "I'm calling Alya maybe she can make you feel better." I need to tell her. I need to tell her everything.

"Mom wait." she stopped mid turn "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything." and I do. About the dance, and the garden. Then how Chloe ran me off from the prince.

"Oh Marinette, I'm so sorry. Now I see why you wouldn't stop crying when I sang to you." She gave me a hug only moms can do, and I felt better. I felt a lot better. But I don't think I will ever be whole again. "Broken hearts heal Marinette, and so will you. Do you want me to call Alya over so you can talk about it?" I think I need to tell someone else so I tell mom yes. "Ok, but I think you should get ready for the day ok?" I look down at my outfit, and boy do I need to change. I nod my head and get up to go to the bath room to shower, and change. I don't feel like color so dress in all back, and sit on my bed looking out my window at the rain. I can hear Alya running up the stairs to my room, and smile for the first time in a week.

"Girl I'm so mad at you! Why didn't you call me earlier? You know I'm always here for you? Right?" This is why she is my best friend. Over dramatic but she is still my best friend, and I wouldn't trade it for the world so I sit her down on my bed and tell what happened. This feels like the last of the weight is off my chest, and I can breathe again. "Marinette, I'm so sorry you should have got me."

"But you were dancing with a prince and I didn't want you to stop because you looked like you were having a lot of fun." She blushed at that, I guess she might like him. Then her face fell to one I really never seen. She was dead serious. "Marinette, the king called my dad." The king! It must be about the prince! "Mari it's not bad, he wants you to work and live in the places as the prince's personal designer." I stopped breathing, and I couldn't think. I would be with Chat every day, but he wouldn't know it's me?

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