"You can't do this!" I yelled, tears running down my face, as he turned away, letting his security guard drag me out of his house. "Gabriel Agreste!" I sobbed, "Let me see him!"

The world around me seemed to be going in slow motion, as I reached out to the man I despised the most. Watching as Mrs. Agreste tried to reason with him, and I saw Adrien peeking out, watching me wide, curious, unknowing eyes, but what was done was done.

Gorilla made it out the doors, and as it began closing, I couldn't hold it back anymore, "You fucking bastard!"

I saw both him and Mrs. Agreste whirl around at my crude language, but I just kept kicking and screaming to be let go, to let me see him.

But I knew. 

"Karma will get you!" I raged, "Just you watch!" The door finally closed and I continued to kick, though weaker this time. "It's not fair," I cried, hiccuping, "...it's not..."

I knew I wouldn't be able to see Adrien again.

-

The events leading up to this situation, was nothing I could have ever seen coming. No one did. There was no one to blame, because it was just an unfortunate accident that happened when it did.

I had been over at Adrien's house, and he had dragged me to his room once again, and sat me down at the play table while he began 'cooking' at his play kitchen.

"Marinette, I'm gonna be your husband!" he had exclaimed, setting my play food in front of me, and I had spluttered, taken aback. I looked up at him with wide eyes, "When we grow up, let's get married and be together forever like Father and Mother!" he smiled so innocently, and it was just so happy with the thought of it.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks, and I huffed.

"I'll only marry you if you propose to me with a 17 carat ring and treat me like a princess," and this child had the audacity to hold out his pinkie towards me, smiling.

"Then it's another promise!" he grinned, and I pursed my lips, and hooked my little finger with his. "Best friends forever-ever, and I'll marry you when we're older!" Pushing my our thumbs together to kiss.

"Break this promise," I said, twisting our hands into a heart instead, and I pulled my hand away, breaking it, "then you break my heart."

He laughed and ran out of his room, "Mom, mom! Mari said yes!" I screeched at this and stood. I heard Mrs. Agreste laugh from another room.

"I did not!" 

"Adrien don't run down the- Adrien!"

The next thing I knew, I heard Adrien yelp, and my blood ran cold as I heard thumping, before a final thud.

Silence.

My breath quickened before I ran out of the room, looking over to where the sound came from, my eyes wide as I saw Gabriel and Emilie hurrying over to Adrien, who was at the bottom of the stairs, eyes closed.

"Adrien...?" I whispered, and I rushed down the stairs, "Adrien!"

I threw myself down next to him, assessing him for any injuries. Mrs. Agreste was crying, calling an ambulance, and Gabriel, didn't seem to want to touch him in fear of making things worse. 

I gasped, brushing his hair back, where a small gash was bleeding. I choked back my sobs, this was not a state of which I ever wanted to see him in. 

"Stupid, you knew better than to run down the stairs..." I cried, petting his hair. "You're going to be okay, you have to be. You made  me a promise you- you butt munch!" 

When the ambulance got here, they took Adrien, and Gabriel as he told us to wait here, on the gurney and began their way to the hospital. Mrs. Agreste hugged me, holding me close to her.

"He was to be okay," she whispered, "he's going to be just fine, right Mari? He'll be fine. My baby boy is brave, and strong..."

"He has to be fine," I mumbled, "this wasn't supposed to happen."

-

As it turned out, no, Adrien wasn't okay. Other than the gash on his head, which was patched up easily, there wasn't anything physically wrong with him. 

Although, there seemed to have been a problem.

"They said the way he hit his head, that it...damaged, a part of his brain that stores memories. Unfortunately, Adrien has no recollection of anything except his name and age."

Mrs. Agreste wailed, and I stood their, with eyes wide as the boy hid behind his father's legs, looking at me as if I were a complete stranger. He seemed curious of me, but there was no recognition.

Adrien didn't know who I was.

In the span of a day, Adrien no longer remembered I was his best friend, that he made me promise to never forget him and to be friends forever-ever, to marry him only if he were to buy me a 17 carat ring.

I was no one to him.

But I could- I could simply recreate these memories, right? I can-

"I'm going to take advantage of this situation," Gabriel looked down at me, "I no longer want Marinette to be Adrien's life. She will not come within the vicinity, and definitely not around him."

"Gabriel! Now is not the time-"

"No, Emilie, you know how I have felt about Marinette's influence, hell, even she knows," I flinched, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Since Adrien no longer even knows who she is, I will take this chance to make sure he doesn't get attached again."

"No," I hissed at him, "you can't do this- you can't take him away from me."

"I can," he leaned down, looking me straight in the eyes, "and I will. Gorilla, please escort Miss Dupain-Cheng out. She is no longer welcome at our home."

I absolutely, with all me being, loathe Gabriel Agreste.

- 

(I was eight, when I last saw Adrien.)