Ladybug Gone Bad

Chapter 12

The last chapter I wrote is the longest I've ever written. 2010 words! Yuss! I've been trying to make my books longer and I think it's working. Back to it...

I was confused. How could Adrien say something like that? Didn't he realise how many people loved him? How lucky he was?

"I know what you think Ladybug. You think I'm just some lucky guy who happened to be born rich. You probably think I'm the luckiest guy alive. Just like the rest. All seeing me as an object of awe, admiration and worship but never as a human being. They never try to understand who I am as a person." He shut his eyes and winced, both from the pain he was feeling physically and what he was feeling emotionally. "There's only one person on this planet who at least tries to understand me. And I try to understand her, even though she's kinda strange and kinda secretive. And she's gonna come right back to this spot and help me, not you."

I wasn't sure what to feel at that point. As Ladybug, I felt ashamed of myself and guilty. I really did think he was lucky but it wasn't a lie, I could tell he had some home problems. I remembered when we talked in the park for hours after he saved me from Felix and smiled.

As Marinette, I was ecstatic. For the first time, I felt good to be myself, not the confident supervillain everyone feared and respected. Only Adrien could do that to me. Make me feel good about me, the real me. He was a mystery I was really happy to unravel. I felt like asking him more but I suddenly remembered that he was literally DYING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME *cough* idiot *cough* and rushed over to him.

"Adrien, let me help you home."

"No-"

"Let me hel-"

"NO!" I stepped back, my hands on my waist. His arms seemed to linger at my waist for a few seconds before he blinked and looked me straight in the eye. "I'm going to wait for Marinette."

"She could be anywhere! What if you bleed too much? Then what would happen to you?"

"I don't know. Maybe I would die. Have a nice, quiet funeral. Nothing too fancy. Sure I'm a model but I still prefer simple to extravagant, always will." I shut my eyes. I wished the boy would listen but he was too stubborn!

"What about Marinette?" The question slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. I looked at him, hiding my hope with an emotionless face.

"I don't know. Maybe she'll come to my funeral. I would probably see her while going to heaven and all." Lucky him, he knew he was going to heaven. Pretty sure if I got struck by lightning right there and then, I was going the opposite direction. "But... but then she'd cry. I don't... I dont want to see her cry ever again Ladybug."

He frowned, deep in thought before looking up at me. "Help me."

I nodded quietly, shocked that he agreed so quickly. I felt a blush cross my face when I remembered what he had said. But... but then she'd cry. I don't... I dont want to see her cry ever again Ladybug. I prayed he wouldn't see my cheeks in the light and picked him up bridal style. I ignored the awkwardness and used my yoyo to propel us to his house. I dropped him and swung my yoyo around before turning to him.

"Welp, that's that. I have to go meet Chat Noir now, bet his pining away for me as usual." I brought my arms up to my chest and turned to leave.

"Wait!" I turned back. "Why did you help me- I mean, how did you even know I was there?"

"Oh, that was all Marinette's doing." His eyes widened, making me chuckle. I ignored the pink that dusted his cheeks and continued, assuming he was just flushed after it all. "She convinced me to come over and help you. It was no trouble, really, apart from the whole 'you being a stubborn little baby who I was this close to declaring suicidal' thing."