"I'm so sorry, Marinette." He took a shuddering breath. "I like someone else." With those last words her heart felt as though it was going to implode, whereas an explosion would be from love filling her heart over it's limits, this implosion would be all feelings, apart from sadness, being sucked out of her, causing her heart to crush from the inside out. Pain filled her chest as she stepped away, avoiding the pool as she ran in a flurry of tears away from the blonde boy admiring the sky ahead, tears swelling with grief in his eyes. He turned around to find the door to the stairwell swinging closed, wiping his watery eyes he looked back to the beautiful city.
She was dashing down a flight of stairs faster than you could say Rudolph. Grabbing her phone from her purse unlocking it with some trouble, seeing as she could barely see out of her tear filled vision.
Marinette 12:56
Can we go now? It went South, something happened.
Alya 12:56
I'll meet u at the entrance hallway in 3 min. Tell me about it while we walk.
Marinette 12:57
Thanks, Al.
Getting her coat from the same maids by the door, Marinette waited for her friend as she sat on a bench near the door so she was still warm and inside. She looked around to find Chole draping herself over Adrien. She puckered her lips and dragged him down to her level to place a kiss on his drawn in lips. She turned away from the scene.
Don't cry. Do not cry, you already look like enough of a baby.
Her eyes and broken heart failed her as she turned away, more tears streaming out of her bluebell eyes down her pink cheeks and off the bridge of her red nose. She got a text from Alya telling her she was outside.
Alya was waiting for her there looking down at her phone texting in a frenzy. Noticing Mari she looked up and shut off her phone. When the phone's light was no longer on her face, Alya raced over to her and embraced the blue haired designer in a much needed hug. The waterworks came back, salty tears falling from her cheeks faster than ever.
"Tell me what's wrong." Alya cooed softly, comforting her. Marinette looked back at the corner where the hotel stood. Nodding slowly and silently she explained what happened on the roof. By the end of the story Alya was practically foaming at the mouth in anger.
"I'll tear that asshole limb from limb!" She exclaimed panting from frustration. "He- that little! Oh! I'll kill him! He was never good enough for you Mari!"
"Alya," the ravenette dried her eyes a let out a giggle, "the heart wants want it wants! Nobody can change that... no matter how much they wish it wasn't true." She whispered the last part of her sentence to hide her broken heart inching into her voice. Alya thought it would be much better if she stayed with Marinette instead of her wallowing in self pity.
"Hey, maybe after opening presents tomorrow we could hang for a bit! But come home just in time for dinner!" the auburn haired girl pushed, "come on! We'll have loads of fun!" she grinned. Even if it was Christmas day tomorrow Alya knew that Marinette must get out of her house. She couldn't wallow in self pity, it doesn't help anybody. Especially Mari. If she was discouraged she couldn't do any productive thing.
"Ok! I'll see you tomorrow! What time?" Marinette pushed off her overly excited friend from her side. "But if your going to get me up that early I gotta go to bed! It's already..." she glanced at her phone's clock, "13:21!" She gasped.
"Right! Hmm... how about 22:50?" The auburn haired girl bargained.
"How about 23:30 and I'll bring croissants?" the designer countered, smirking at the aspiring journalist.
"Deal!" They shook hands as Marinette unlocked the bakery door and headed up to her room. With every step the girl took the more she felt the day's events weighing down on her. As soon as she closed her trap door and crawled up her loft bed she lost consciousness, falling onto her pillow face first.
In her dream filled slumber she was unaware of the concerned cat themed hero staring down at her from her skylight. He watched her, sleeping as though she had not a care in the world, he lost intrest and left with a sigh. As he vaulted back home he contiued to look back at the girl's balcony until it was nothing but a spot in the distance.
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-Cookie
