Everything Changes –Chapter Eighteen

Marinette POV

ADRIEN IS CHAT NOIR! I SLEPT WITH CHAT NOIR! CHAT NOIR IS THE FATHER OF MY BABY! I LOVE CHAT NOIR!? CHAT NOI- My frantic rant was interrupted by another contraction, which caused the doctor to point out that maybe I was getting close to ten centimetres. My contractions were starting to get awfully close. I wanted to cry. No, screw that. I was crying. I felt my eyes burn and I began to choke out sobs. The doctor looked sympathetically at me. It felt as though my heart was on the verge of breaking into a million pieces. I assumed the doctor thought I was crying because of the pain. She couldn't have been more wrong. I was having a mental breakdown over the fact that the love of my life and the father of my child was fighting the most dangerous akuma yet, alone. Before I even knew what was happening, the doctor puts a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"It's going to be okay, dear. It's almost over. You're dilated eight centimetres," She said in a soothing voice. "I know it's hard when you young and I'm sure the father will be back soon."

As if on cue, I looked to the TV screen to see Chat knock the akuma to the ground and bolt away before the villain could get up again. About five minutes later, Adrien burst through the door once again, a bandage wrapped around his wound. Another was tightly strapping his arm? Oh, no!

"K-Kitty…" I squeaked, reaching out for him like a small child. Immediately, Adrien was by my side.

"I'm sorry," He whispered, on the verge of tears. I was already in tears, so that was nothing new. I reached up and pulled him into a hug. I heard the doctor giggle. If doctors could ship their patients…

"D-d-don't ever…s-scare me l-like…that a-a-again, Ch-Cha-ton," I stuttered quietly into his ear. "Don't f-fight…alone…" He broke from the hug to give me an awkwardly guilty smile. I attempted to smile back, however, labour disagreed and sent another damn contraction my way. I tensed up, gripping the bed rails. This one hurt. I let out a small whimper and gripped Adrien's hand. He flinched a bit in shocked but held my hand tightly. Apart from 'Bloody hell, this hurts!' all I kept thinking was how much I loved this man. When it was over and I could breathe again, Adrien looked like he was about to commit suicide. His features were filled with so much regret it was scary.

"I am so sorry," He mumbled yet again. It took me a moment to realise that the doctor had let and we were completely alone. I cocked a confused eyebrow at him. "I'm sorry for putting you through this. I was an idiot and I had no self-control and now your suffering from it. You know I would never purposely hurt you and I'm sorry for forcing this on you and- and-" His eyes welled up with tears and he closed them tightly. "And I'm sorry for ruining your life…" He let go of my hand and began sobbing into his arms. I couldn't believe what he was saying. He really thought that? I slowly put my shaky hand on his cheek. "I love you Marinette… and I'm a f**king idiot for not realising it before," I was on the verge of hyperventilating again but I kept myself together and reached up to him. I placed a small, light kiss on his soft lips.

"W-We went t-through this together," I kissed him again. "We w-were both i-idiots with no s-self-control," Another kiss. "I would never h-hurt you either and you certainly have not hurt m-me, nor forced anything o-on me," A fourth kiss. "You d-didn't ruin m-my life. You made it a th-thousand-times b-better," I wiped the tears off his cheeks and gently kissed him again. "I-I-I love you A-Adrien Ag-reste… and I a-always have," I reached up for a final kiss when Adrien gripped my face and smashed his lips against mine. It was sweet yet greedy at the same time. I entwined my arms around his neck and he lowered himself to my level. His tongue managed to grant itself access through my lips and swipe against mine like a full-on fencing match. I didn't want it to end when it did, however, as I said before, labour has something against me. I whined against his lips causing him to break apart, panting. I unwound my arms from his neck and gripped the bed rails once more. The doctor came rushing back in and Adrien gets a panicked look on his face. Before she could say anything, Adrien whispers in my ear.

"I'm so sorry, but my kwami is telling me there's trouble. I'll be back, I promise," I nod understandingly, and wince at the pain again. Adrien leaves the room and of course Chat Noir appears on the TV screen. Please be safe. I zoned out for a bit, as I usually do during the uncomfortable parts. I come back to my senses when I hear the doctor.

"Well, Miss Dupain-Cheng, you're ten centimetres, you're ready to go to the delivery room," She says with a smile. "Will the father be joining us?" I felt the damn tears resurface as I realised he wouldn't. Jeez! You sure cry a lot during labour! She took my crying as a sign to ask no further. I couldn't stop. It was too much to handle. I had to give birth alone. No parents. No friends. No Adrien. I could feel Tikki curled into my neck but she hasn't spoken all day. No one, but the doctor. I felt let down, disappointment and dammit did I feel pain! Before I knew it, I was being wheeled to a delivery room.

When we found an empty one, the doctor told me the good news.

"From what we can tell, so far there should be no complications with the birth," She said and I couldn't help but smile like a giddy schoolgirl. I was extremely confused when the doctor left, unexplained. I heard her talking to someone in the hall.

"So are you gonna tell her?" An unfamiliar voice asked.

"Brit, she's a 19-year-old, very emotional, first time mother, who's partner is nowhere to be seen. There is no way I'm telling her that the child could have complications growing up," The doctor re-entered the room with a chirpy smile.

Cue the tears.

I NEED SOME COMMON SENSE!

Don't judge! Hope you like it!

Sticks and Stones don't normally hurt me…

But words sure can hella hurt!

~Allie