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It was five-thirty in the afternoon and I was waiting for my mother to come a pick me up. It had been an hour since school ended, and I knew that she won't be coming after all. I put on my blue raincoat and grabbed my phone, hoping to call my mom one last time before giving up and walking home.
"Hey Miranda. Call Mom."
The small beeping every other second had been heard.
You have reached the voice mailbox of-
I turned off my phone and decided that their was no other choice but to walk home.
All I could think about was Adrien.
I knew I had fallen in love with him, yeah definitely. I didn't want to though. I would end up disappointing him.
Adrien.
Adrien.
Adrien.
I was out in the pouring rain, alone and anxious. I held onto the umbrella and walking stick trying to keep my strength together. It was way to cold for me here. I held my hand out to feel the cool raindrops tap into my hands. If only my parents had picked me up after school. Shrugging it off and shivering, I start to walk down the street. The cars rush by and a puddle of dirty water had splashed into me.
Sighing, I felt my damp clothes. Somehow, it had seeped through the raincoat.
Tap... Tap... Tap...
The rain had slowed down a bit and I had sighed in relief.
I knew I had to turn at this point to the right, but I was so frightened. I didn't want to turn, I didn't want to risk my whole life; I was overthinking though.
Taking deep breaths, it waited until I heard the cars stop. I tried to walk as fast as I could- but it was too late.
It happened so fast. My sides where sore and I could feel myself bleeding. My eye felt like it was going to explode. Many screams where heard, even my own.
My hearing became terrible. A monotone sound could be heard in my eyes, like someone's heart had stopped.
"Somebody call the Hospital!"
"Someone please help that poor girl!"
"Oh..."
I had passed out within an instant and I had forgotten everything that has happened.
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The sound of the birds chirping. Faint crying could be heard in the distance. I wanted to walk up, but I felt like I couldn't. I had this, long, long dream. I saw my own reflection for the very first time. My hair was longer and I looked more mature. However, it could be an illusion made up by my own thoughts.
I had awoken fully. The weeping grew louder, and the birds that where chirping where gone, leaving me with a disconsolate feeling deep within me.
"Oh my baby, this is all my fault. Please, please wake up. I love you so much... Don't leave me, baby." I heard the woman cry. Was it mom? I couldn't tell.
"Mom...?" I had whispered softly. I couldn't get up. I tried to move, but it was excruciating to even think about moving.
"Marinette! Honey your awake...!" Warm drops fell onto my hand with the small ivy tube. I lifted it up. I flinched, resting my hand on her cheek and wiping her tears away.
The almost stagnant beeping could be heard in the background. My heart rate was slow, but my love for my family, and Adrien, will remain sempiternal.
A loud slam could be heard from the wooden door. Footsteps ran towards the bed and I was scared, who was it.
"Marinette..." Adrien had cooed softly.
"I'll be right back sweetie, I'm going to go pick your father up from work. I love you so much honey. I'm so happy you're finally awake." The door was closed, leaving me and Adrien alone.
Finally awake? What does that mean? How long was I asleep...?
"Marinette, I was so worried about you. I only found out today that you where in the hospital and I quickly rushed here. I was so worried... Damn, don't scare me like that." Now he started to cry. I smiled, brushing my hand through his hair.
"Oh come on, Adrien. Don't cry... I'm here now."
"Marinette, I need to tell you something."
I nodded. "G-Go on..."
"I'm in love with you."
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A/N
fUWAAAAAH! Almost halfway through the book. :^( I don't want it to end. Thanks for all the support, guys. I truly mean it. You all are the best readers to me. Always voting, commenting, and following. I'm so grateful to have you as one of my readers.
Until next time.
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