Marinettes Point of View

"Princess." His hand slipped under my chin and brought my face up till I was looking into his bright green eyes. "I think I should tell you how you ended up in the hospital."

"What!" My mind was racing and I felt panicked. "Why! How does that have to do with Chloe! I already told you that I didn't want to know!"

His eyes slightly narrowed. "I'm telling you this for your own safety!" He let go of my chin and slipped his arm around my shoulders. I shook my head, feeling tears start to form in my eyes. "Please," he gently squeezed my shoulders. "I don't want what happened then to happen again."

"No." But I knew deep down, I was curious to what he was talking about, what happened?

He sighed. "I'm telling you wether you like it or not," he paused for a moment, waiting for my reaction. "You aren't even a little curious?"

I was, I really was, but I didn't want him to know. So I just shrugged my shoulders, showing that I didn't and I did.

"You nearly died in my arms." That got my attention. My head snapped up to look at him. His face held an extremely sad expression.

I couldn't hold in my curiosity any longer. "Go on," I heard myself saying.

His eyes flashed to me for a second before finding their way to the floor. "We were laying in bed, when you were poisoned and it took me a while to figure it out. You were minutes away from dying."

I felt myself shudder. "Who poisoned me?" I didn't want to know, but I had to.

"You did." My eyes widened and I felt my heart beat faster.

"W-why?" I was panicking. "Did it have to do with these?" I held out my shaking arm to show many cuts that I discovered in the hospital when we were about to leave.

He nodded. "You started cutting yourself a month or so ago. I think it was because your nemesis, Chloe, who doesn't like you, made fun of you and you ended up feeling you were nothing but a burden. But you were not! You weren't and aren't at all, I can't imagine my life without you." He smiled and I gave a small blush. "I came to comfort you and to stop you from hurting yourself for many nights, but you still always did. That night, I guess you were feeling really depressed, so you cut yourself a lot. When I caught you, I cleaned you up and decided to sleep next to you to make sure that you wouldn't continue when I left, but you just poisoned yourself." He was crying at this point. "In some way, I feel responsible for the close end of your life."

I touched my cheek and found it wet. I was crying. That story was horrible and I somewhat understood why he wanted me to stay away from Chloe. I sat there, replaying what he said over and over in my head. My life sounded horrible. Would I ever be able to lead a normal life now, with everyone knowing that and probably judging me horribly. I pushed myself out of Chats arms and sat alone, hugging my knees, thinking about who I was. After a while I looked to the side to see Chat gone.

I guess I was alone.

Hey! Sorry for taking a while. I feel really bad for making you guys wait! My spring break is almost over. Only a few more days till school starts again😭Next chapter will be in Chats POV!

RFF: The Bible is the most-shoplifted book in the world.

That is interesting. I am not Christian, but I know a bit about the religion! I'm pretty sure that it is a sin to steal. I think? Someone please tell me if it is! But I just find the fact pretty ironic.

Love ya guys! 🦄

-E